Qiao Anhao pulled back her thoughts, nodded at Qiao's mother, saw the teapot in her hand, and stretched out her hand: "Cause tea? I'll do it."

"No need." Qiao's mother looked at Cheng Yang and Qiao Anxia on the sofa and said with a smile: "Cheng Yang and Xia Xia are waiting for you, saying that they want to go to the yard to set off fireworks."

When Qiao Anxia heard Qiao's mother's words, she stood up and pulled Cheng Yang up from the sofa hard, while greeting Qiao Anhao: "Jiao Qiao, let's go, wait for you for a long time."

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When she was very young, her grandparents had not yet passed away. Every year during the Spring Festival, everyone had to go back to the old house. At that time, her parents were still there. After the New Year's Eve dinner, her father would take her and Qiao Anxia to the yard to set off fireworks, and her mother would stand by and watch with a smile on her face.

Over time, setting fireworks became a habit on New Year's Eve. Until my father passed away, I became the uncle who took them to set off fireworks.

With Cheng Yang tonight, Qiao's father didn't go to set it off, but he personally carried a large box of fireworks prepared in advance to the yard.

The fireworks were set up by Cheng Yang. He set up a whole row, lit a cigarette, ignited one by one, and hurriedly retreated to Qiao Anxia's side. It took about ten seconds before the fireworks bloomed one by one.

Suddenly, a piece of fire trees and silver flowers in the sky were extremely gorgeous.

When Qiao Anxia saw the amazing part, she raised her hand excitedly and pointed it to Cheng Yang.

Qiao Anhao stood about two meters away from them, raised his head and looked at the fireworks that were constantly bursting and ending in the sky. His eyes were a little hot. When there were no fireworks blooming in the sky, Qiao Anhao took back his raised head. Then he saw Qiao Anxia hugging Cheng Yang's neck, Cheng Yang circled Qiao Anxia's waist, and the two were unable to part with the kiss.

Qiao Anhao stared at the two of them for a while, then lowered her eyes. Just as she was about to turn around and go back to the room, the cell phone in her pocket suddenly rang, disturbing Qiao Anxia and Cheng Yang who were kissing.

Qiao Anhao shook his hand at them, looked at the caller ID that was Zhao Meng, and walked out of the yard and pressed to answer the call.

"Happy New Year, Qiao Qiao!"

Through her cell phone, Qiao An heard the sound of firecrackers coming from Zhao Meng from time to time. The New Year atmosphere was full of the atmosphere. She said in a gentle tone: "Happy New Year!"

Zhao Meng seemed to hear the dullness in her words, put away the excitement and joy just now, and asked with concern: "Jojo, what's wrong with you? Why do I listen to your voice, I feel a little unhappy?"

It would be fine if Zhao Meng didn't ask, but when he asked Qiao An, his eyes were a little hot.

She wasn't unhappy, she just missed him very much on this day when everyone in China celebrated.

"I'm fine." When Qiao Anhao said these three words, tears rolled down from her face. She leaned against a street light, lowered her head, closed her eyes for a while before she calmed down her emotions. She raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and asked in a relaxed tone: "Call me, is there anything wrong?"

"I'm looking for you to tell you that you will go to Weibo, and you and Movie Lu are on the hot search!"

"What's the hot search?"

"You'll know if you go and take a look!" Zhao Meng said mysteriously.
Chapter completed!