Chapter 153 Lantern
He Yuan: "When I had no money before, I secretly made lanterns to exchange for food."
Chen Qing squatted beside him, hugged his knees with his hands, rested his chin on his arms, and tilted his head to face his straight and deep profile.
He was very serious about his work, and he did not even treat the children's lanterns half-heartedly. However, it was hard for Chen Qing to imagine how he sold the lanterns and exchanged them for food when everyone was calling for his death.
"He Yuan, what kind of lanterns have you made before?"
"I didn't have any tools before, so I just looked for ready-made things." He Yuan told her about the styles he was selling: "Like pouring a little kerosene into a kerosene lamp, twisting cotton thread into a wick, or making pine torch lanterns."
He Yuxiang: "How much do you want in exchange?"
"Two kerosene lanterns for one egg, five pine torch lanterns for one egg."
When he asked others to exchange lanterns, they all thought he was unlucky and stayed away from him.
Generally, only those families who are poor but dote on their sons and grandchildren will buy his lanterns.
Chen Qing: "How many days of food can you earn?"
"About a week, but our family of three doesn't eat much, basically two medium sweet potatoes per person." He Yuan narrated calmly, without any sadness in his heart, but seeing Chen Qing's eyes moisten, his heart suddenly felt hot, and he gently comforted her: "There was a famine at that time, and I was lucky to be alive."
Chen Qing hummed in a depressed tone.
He Yuxiang felt that his uncle had a hard life. After all, his father joined the army at an early age and life was hard, but it was not difficult to have enough food.
He Yuan used red paper to make the outer shell of the lantern and outlined the words "Serve the People".
When the last corner of red paper was pasted on the frame, four lanterns were formed, and He Yuxiang handed over four small candles.
He Yuan lit them up with matches.
'laugh--'
The moment the match was lit, the three children's eyes lit up along with the lanterns.
The flickering candlelight at the bottom of the can illuminate the five words "Serve the People" clearly.
The three children picked up the lanterns, said "Thank you Uncle He Yuan", and ran outside together.
He Yuan: “Here.”
He handed the lamp to Chen Qing
Chen Qing stretched out his hand hesitantly.
Today is also the first time in her life that she has truly experienced the Mid-Autumn Festival. With family, friends, good wine and delicious food, everything feels lively and bustling.
And the lantern he gave me.
Her thoughts drifted away, and when her fingertips touched the handle of the lantern, they accidentally brushed the back of his hand.
Chen Qing was stunned. She swore that she had no intention of flirting with He Yuan, but in an instant, it seemed as if a tiny electric current spread from the point of contact.
They both trembled at the same time, and the lantern almost slipped out of their hands. He Yuan hurriedly grabbed it, his ears turning red, and handed it to her steadily.
Chen Qing held the handle of the lantern and asked unnaturally, "Do you want to go play?"
"No, go ahead and remember to come back to admire the moon later."
"good."
Chen Qing walked outside holding a lantern like a child.
When she was very young, she saw some of her classmates playing with lanterns. They were electronic lanterns that could rotate, make singing sounds, and were extremely delicate and gorgeous. They were all bought for her by their parents. She wanted them very much, but the orphanage had no money, and she was saving her part-time job at the breakfast shop for emergencies, so she had never owned any toys from childhood to adulthood.
Now holding this lantern, Chen Qing feels that her lantern is also very good.
Xiaoyu saw her not far away and waved at her: "Auntie, come quickly."
"Okay." Chen Qing walked forward with a lantern and a smile.
She came to Xiaoyu and watched the children, organized by Maomao, form a group of lanterns. Maomao, the leader, called on everyone to sing: "The moon is bright on the fifteenth day of the eighth month, and Grandpa makes mooncakes for me..."
Xiaoyu couldn't sing, but Maomao pulled her over. He pushed Xiaoyu forward with one hand, and Xiaoyu became the leader.
Xiaoyu swung her lantern, a red mist showing through her fair skin. It was a rare occasion that she showed her lively side to her neighbors, and it was as sweet as a soft, strawberry-filled marshmallow.
Chen Qing watched from the side, clapping his hands to the beat of their music with a smile.
Maomao also wanted to drag her to play.
Chen Qing refused.
She is not a child after all.
"I'll watch you play."
Chen Qing discovered something very funny: He Yuxiang was tone-deaf and his pitch was terrible.
Is this a necessary shortcoming of a domineering president?
Chen Qing deliberately said: "He Yuxiang, you sing."
He Yuxiang had a tense face, which was serious and red.
Chen Qing laughed.
He Yuxiang glared at her because of her laughter, but there was nothing he could do.
His aunt is so annoying.
The children sang in different tones, but Maomao was an excellent tenor, his voice pressure drowned out everyone else's, and he managed to get the tone right.
The neighbors all came out to listen to the music.
More and more people came, and many children without lanterns were eyeing her lantern covetously.
Chen Qingchao said to the three children, "Have fun, and remember to come back to eat mooncakes later, okay?"
He Yuxiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Got it."
Chen Qing happily returned home carrying the lantern, and met He Yuan, who looked desperate, at the door.
She was about to move forward when He Yuan blocked her view: "Why don't you go out and play for a while?"
"Why?" Chen Qing was puzzled. Taking advantage of his carelessness, he peeked inside and gasped, "Are they kissing?"
"Don't say that." He Yuan's face turned red.
Chen Qing looked up in shock: "Why are you blushing? Are you embarrassed to see others kissing you?"
He Yuan wanted to cover her mouth.
It was clearly because she said kiss that he blushed!!
"You go out and play first."
"I don't want it. I want to see it."
"Don't look at it anymore." He Yuan said in a humble and pleading tone.
"Look, look, you look too." Chen Qing invited him to join in.
He Yuan raised his head slightly, sighed helplessly, and refused firmly: "I don't want it!"
"No, they are very forgetful." Chen Qing gave him a live broadcast.
"Don't say anymore..." He Yuansheng felt hopeless and felt like he was about to catch fire.
What are the people inside doing?
You said you would be a guest!
Kissing...wantonly in the host's house.
The sound of kissing came from inside, and He Yuan couldn't bear it anymore: "I'll go home first."
"No, we still have to enjoy the moon." Chen Qing stopped him and saw that he was really shy. He said, "I'll help you deal with them."
He Yuan closed his eyes: "Okay."
Chen Qingchao shouted inside: "Maomao fell down."
Boom——
Mao Jianguo was overthrown.
Chen Qing's pupils shrank. Was this an accidental injury?
Could it be that she and Mao Jianguo are the real enemies? !
Talia stood up and asked, "Where's Maomao?"
Chen Qing: "It's fine."
Mao Jianguo rubbed his butt and cried: "I want to go home!"
He strode out, and Talia had no choice but to follow.
Chen Qing asked worriedly: "Do you know the way home?"
"He was worried about work and drank too much. I'm fine. I know the way. Don't worry. Let's go and take Maomao home to prevent him from getting drunk and crazy."
The way someone was drunk was so unbecoming that Talia really couldn't stay with him.
"Okay, walk slowly."
Chen Qing watched them go home.
Maomao's howling sounded in the alley, and Xiaoyu and He Yuxiang also went home.
They had a lot of fun today.
The family of four moved the table to the center of the yard, ate grapefruit and moon cakes, and enjoyed the moon.
He Yuxiang looked up in the yard, silently missing his parents.
Xiaoyu had been playing all day and was completely exhausted. She fell asleep in her aunt's arms without even finishing the pomelo in her hand.
He Yuan took care of Chen Qing's arm, carried Xiao Yu back to the room to sleep, and reluctantly said to Chen Qing: "I have to go back."
Chen Qing saw him out, and when he was walking towards the gate of the compound, he called him again: "He Yuan."
"kindness?"
"Thank you for the lanterns. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
“Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.”
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