Allow her to be pampered

As soon as these words came out, Chi Rong immediately woke up.

She looked at Master Chi in surprise, and she grabbed his sleeve without realizing that her hands were covered with flour.

"Father, how do you know whether to move or not?"

Master Chi smiled and said: "Such a big matter, Xiao Wu naturally wants to discuss it with me."

It turned out that Wu Qingzhi had already drawn up a plan to move his family away from Yue'an after the New Year.

What happened to Ueno Ichiro is by no means a turmoil. Now that the current situation is turbulent, foreign enemies are ready to move, and the interior is no longer peaceful.

What's more, Master Wu died of illness, and Wu Qingzhi's concern is over. Only guarding the person in front of him can be his wish.

When Chi Rong heard the words, she wanted to say something, but she had nowhere to speak.

Chi Rong was able to understand Wu Qingzhi's thoughts very well. He had an overly rational style of dealing with things. When it came to moving, he felt that he was not leaving his hometown, but was seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

What's more, Wu Qingzhi was born excellent and ambitious.

At present, the mainland has not yet been fully civilized, and the business methods of Wu's firm, which is popular among foreigners, have already encountered countless obstacles and bottlenecks.

If he moved to Hong Kong, with Wu Qingzhi's means, he would definitely be able to skyrocket and run smoothly.

The same is true for Master Chi and Second Master Chi. These two elders, one as a translator for foreign affairs and the other as an intermediary for foreigners, probably very much agree with Wu Qingzhi's idea.

Thinking of this, Chi Rong was the only one left alone.

She was suddenly a little gloomy, and when she turned her head to look out the window, she saw the leafless banyan tree drenched in snow alone.

Chi Rong then bit his lip and said vaguely: "Don't we want the precious banyan tree that grandpa planted?"

As soon as the words were finished, Master Chi responded, and the crackling of the charcoal fire made the room seem lonely.

However, it was Wu Qingzhi who comforted him this time.

But when he saw his fingers move slightly, and squeezed out a dumpling that was not full, he said softly: "Chi Rong, it depends on human effort. After going to Hong Kong, we can replant a banyan tree."

After hearing this, Chi Rong felt that his eyes were hot, so he grabbed the dumpling, reshaped it, and finally put it on the bamboo curtain.

"This is the last New Year's Eve dinner in Yue'an, what if the dumplings are not beautiful?"

Chi Rong then said to himself.

On New Year's Eve, at midnight, the most solemn firecracker is left at this time.

White heat wafted from the back kitchen, Master Chi ordered Second Master Chi to invite a few guys to play cards together, Chi Rong then pulled Wu Qingzhi, and sat down on the threshold, holding a big cake of firecrackers in a daze.

The firecracker had a total of [-] rings, coiled like a boa constrictor, Chi Rong struggled to hold it, but the left and right refused to let go.

Wu Qingzhi had no choice but to embrace that soft shoulder and tighten it slightly.

Chi Rong then snuggled into Wu Qingzhi's arms and said in a low voice, "I've been patronizing you to make a wish this year, but I didn't even have time to make a wish myself."

Wu Qingzhi raised his cuffs, but seeing the pointer spinning, and the time was getting closer to the early morning, he smiled softly: "It's okay, when you set off the firecrackers later, just make another wish, as if you have another chance."

"God has rules. It's too late to make a wish now, and he will definitely not fulfill me."

However, before the words were finished, Chi Rong felt that the light dimmed, and when his lips became warm, it was actually Wu Qingzhi who kissed quietly.

This kiss was not long, it was just a light peck, showing a kind of careful love and pity, which was fleeting.

Chi Rong looked up, only to see Wu Qingzhi's phoenix eyes were crooked and tender.

Wu Qingzhi's voice was soft and warm, and Chi Rong was slightly distracted, almost addicted to it.

"Chi Rong, I will help you."

Wu Qingzhi's eyes shifted, his eyes were gentle, "You believe me."

In this compartment, the snow is falling, and I only hope that it will be once in a good year.

In the slightly cold weather, the two of them actually felt a little tipsy. They clearly didn't drink at the New Year's Eve dinner, but at this moment, they longed for a big drunk.

The hour was approaching, so Wu Qingzhi stood up, but seeing him spreading out long firecrackers in the alley, Fu took out a fuel lighter from his pocket, as if to attract attention.

Chi Rong swallowed a few times nervously, and then shouted: "I have a lot of wishes, what if I haven't finished my wish after the firecrackers are set off, what should I do?"

As soon as he swallowed, the hour has come.

Immediately, the lighter released a little sparkling light in Wu Qingzhi's palm, and after only one click, the firecracker letter exploded.

There was crackling nearby, and crackling in the distance, Chi Rong looked at the figure in the smoke from a distance, and in desperation, he shouted loudly.

"Wu Qingzhi, I promise to be with you all the time, so you have to be with me all the time!"

This is the first time that Chi Rong has expected so much.

In the past, Wu Qingzhi always said, stay with me, stay with me, and never leave.

This time, it was finally Chi Rong's turn.

There were [-] firecrackers, whether it was long or short, it was enough for her to make a wish.

Chi Rong thought that such a loud sound of firecrackers would surely drown out her confession, but unexpectedly, when the gunpowder smoke cleared, Wu Qingzhi echoed with a laugh: "Okay. Chi Rong, it's a deal."

Chi Rong clearly made a small wish, but at its root, it encompasses thousands of things.

It seems that the eyes are waiting to see through, and we have already made an appointment to Baishou.

Firecrackers and red paper floated all over the ground, as if the marriage was overjoyed.

At this moment, the dumplings were probably cooked, and there were a few beaming shouts from the back kitchen.

In this way, Chi Rong let Wu Qingzhi hold hands, and when he was about to return to the hall, on the way, he happened to meet Aunt Chen who was carrying dumplings.

"Sister Rong, listen to what my aunt said, this dumpling is filled with coins, whoever eats it will be lucky!"

After Chi Rong heard this, she did her part, so as soon as she entered the room and sat down in the seat, she assumed the posture of sweeping away thousands of troops.

Chi Rong ate the dumplings dipped in soy sauce with garlic water, and swallowed the whole plate of dumplings in a row, getting a little tired, but he still didn't see the coin.

Looking back again, I saw Wu Qingzhi's thin lips opened and closed, and he only picked up a dumpling slowly, and just took a bite, but he paused.

Chi Rong's eyes immediately converged, and he kept his mind tightly, feeling uneasy.

"Did the coin be eaten by you!"

Wu Qingzhi covered his face with his hands, but after a while, he held out a coin and said with a slight smile, "Chi Rong, it's because of you that I have such a blessing."

This statement is not false.

In the past 30 years, Wu Qingzhi has never had a happy reunion with his family at the end of the year.

Apart from the fact that Wu's father devoted himself to work all the year round, and Wu's mother later died of illness, he himself stayed abroad in England for a long time.

Therefore, the word "reunion" is always an unattainable luxury for Wu Qingzhi.

As Wu Qing looked at Chi Rong, a new kind of greed and love gradually arose in his heart.

But it should be like this every year, year after year.

Wu Qingzhi said: "What should I do, Chi Rong, I want you so badly."