The perfect future of rebirth

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded outside the window from time to time, and colorful fireworks exploded in the sky, embellishing the night. Not far away, the moon hung high in the sky, looking down on the fireworks in the world.

Zhao Fusheng felt that this might be the taste of the year that he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Chapter 3-98 The Taste of the New Year (275/[-])

The Chinese New Year’s Eve dinner is actually mainly an atmosphere. The family sits together in a reunion. What to eat is actually not very important, because whether it is delicacies or home-cooked meals, the taste is the same when compared with family reunions.

"Uncle, aunt." Fan Baobao picked up a glass of wine and said to Zhao's father and Zhao mother: "I will never forget your kindness in my life."

In the past six months, too many things have happened. Her life is like a roller coaster. After the ups and downs, finally there is a dawn. For Fan Baobao, there is no difference between Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother and her reborn parents.

Have a grateful heart, be grateful to those who have helped you in difficult times, and repay each other when the time is right, this is what a normal person should do.

Accepting the other party's help with peace of mind and pretending that nothing happened is not the behavior that a person with conscience should have.

At least, Fan Baobao couldn't do it.

"Good boy, you just have to be good in the future." Mother Zhao looked at Fan Baobao and said happily.

In all fairness, the changes in the family in the past six months are things that she never thought about before. Whether it is her husband starting a business or her son becoming more and more sensible, Mother Zhao feels that the days to come will be more and more promising.

Dad Zhao also nodded: "Yes, your aunt is right, we are getting old, you young people should live a good life in the future, and our family's life will definitely get better every day."

"Make a lot of money."

Fan Beibei's clear and clear child's voice resounded, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Yes, make a lot of money and build a playground for us Beibei." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile, but something came to mind.

"Dad, I saw the naughty castle in the mall, it's very popular."

Zhao Fusheng said to his father.

Dad Zhao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Indeed, many people take their children to play every day."

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "If you want me to say, you might as well expand the area of ​​the naughty castle. It doesn't need to be too big. Two to three hundred square meters are enough. I guarantee that there will be many people going there."

After hesitating for a moment, Dad Zhao hesitated: "Can it work?"

Obviously, he was a little uncertain about his son's proposal. After all, it was a bit weird to make a place for children to play in a good shopping mall.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "Dad, do you know who makes the best money in this world?"

Zhao's father was startled, but Fan Baobao blurted out: "Old man and child."

"Ok?"

Zhao's mother, Li Yuan and Zhao's father were all stunned, looking at Fan Baobao in surprise: "How do you know?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fan Baobao shrugged and said, "Boss Zheng said that."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly, nodded and said: "That's right, the old people and children's money is the best to earn, especially the children's money, it is the easiest to earn. Because no matter what, the elders would rather endure hardships than I am not willing to let my children suffer the slightest grievance."

While talking, he looked at Li Yuan: "Auntie, if you have ten yuan in your pocket, do you want to use the ten yuan to buy yourself a catty of meat, or let Beibei go to the naughty castle like other children?" Play for a while?"

Li Yuan smiled without hesitation: "Needless to say, it won't matter if I miss a bite. Beibei is so small, so I can play for a while."

Zhao Fusheng shrugged and looked at his father without saying a word.

Father Zhao smiled wryly, thinking carefully about what Zhao Fusheng said, it was really true, elders were probably like this, they would rather be short of food and clothing than let their children suffer a little bit of grievance.

I can give you everything I have.

Many young people may not become parents, and probably will not understand the true meaning of these eight characters.

In a sense, what we give to our parents is not even enough what our parents give us in case, because being a parent is not just about giving life, but also nurturing and growing up.

"Stinky boy, this reminded you." Zhao's mother patted her son's head happily: "My son is doing well now, and his mind is full of golden ideas."

Rolling his eyes, Zhao Fusheng expressed anger at his mother's behavior: "Mom, although you are a real mother, you can't stop hitting me on the head, you will be stupid."

"That's right, you can't hit the head, this is the place of gold." Zhao Ma quickly waved her hand, and then... patted Zhao Fusheng on the back.

boom!

A muffled sound came, and Zhao Ma nodded: "It's not bad, it feels good."

"Ha ha!"

Everyone at the table laughed, and Zhao Fusheng was speechless. Firecrackers sounded outside the window from time to time, and songs sung by singers came from the TV.

"Come on, let's go downstairs and set off firecrackers." Father Zhao looked at the time and said to his son.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and looked at Fan Baobao: "Will you go?"

Fan Baobao thought for a while: "Let's go."

Both of them wanted to go down, Fan Beibei naturally didn't want to be left behind, grabbed Zhao Fusheng's sleeve: "Guokuo, Guoguo, I want to go too."

"Okay, let's Beibei go too." Zhao Fusheng laughed, hugged Fan Beibei, and followed his father downstairs together.

About ten years later, Ninghai City learned the new regulations from Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, prohibiting setting off fireworks and firecrackers in the city. During the Spring Festival, there will be no more gorgeous fireworks, nor the crisp sound of firecrackers. faded.

Of course, it doesn't mean that banning fireworks is a bad thing, but without the sound of firecrackers, I always feel that something is missing.

Holding Fan Beibei in his arms, Zhao Fusheng watched his father tie the firecrackers to it with a wooden stick, lit a cigarette, and put it under the firecrackers, the flames suddenly appeared, and the crisp firecrackers sounded.

"New Year's Eve!"

Someone shouted in the distance, and someone shouted in the distance.

"New Year's Eve!"

Zhao Fusheng suddenly yelled loudly, startling the little girl in his arms, and Fan Baobao who was beside him even patted him: "What are you yelling, you are so scared to death!"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled, no one noticed, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

He used to think that he would never see his father lighting firecrackers again, and he and Fan Baobao standing next to him laughing. It was a scene that had appeared in his dreams countless times in his previous life.

In fact, each of us will encounter such a thing, walking a strange road in the same place, listening to a confidant on the top of the mountain, looking at the bones at the bottom of the sea, thinking about the future on the sofa, this is a black and white movie in our life, there are no lines, only destiny To have subtitles.

Looking at Fan Baobao, who had flushed cheeks and excited face, Zhao Fusheng said softly, "Fan Baobao, Happy Chinese New Year."

"Ah?" Fan Baobao heard Zhao Fusheng's words, raised his head, and gave him a strange look: "Well, happy Chinese New Year."

After finishing speaking, the girl took out a scarf from her pocket and handed it to Zhao Fusheng: "I knitted it when I was in the dormitory, let me give it to you."

Zhao Fusheng stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment.