Chapter 220: Chapter 220: New Year’s Eve Alone
Fireworks are fleeting!
Although each child got a small firework, once lit, it lasts just a few breaths.
Yuan Bao, being generous, knows how to share good things with her friends and knows how to play together. But she certainly can’t bring out all of the fun stuff.
So, when all the children had lit their fireworks, Yuan Bao quickly slipped away.
The fireworks she had left were to be enjoyed slowly.
Soon, the sound of firecrackers echoed through the village again.
This meant someone had put dumplings in the pot.
The Yuan Family wasn’t the first in the village to set off firecrackers, but theirs were quite unique.
This time, the firecrackers were lit not by Old Yuan, but by Yuan Yindi.
Before lighting the firecrackers, Yuan Shoucheng and his brothers eagerly watched their uncle, successfully pinching out one firecracker each from the string.
It’s not that they didn’t want more, but this string of firecrackers wasn’t very long.
Pinch too many out, and the sound wouldn’t be loud enough.
After the firecrackers were lit, the family sat down, waiting for the dumplings to be served.
Mrs. Zeng and her daughters-in-law were busy in the kitchen not only boiling dumplings but also preparing a few dishes.
In the past, dinner was just dumplings, given the standard of living.
But now, life is prosperous, and even if eating dumplings, they could prepare a few side dishes for the men to enjoy with wine.
After all, tonight is New Year’s Eve, meant for staying up late.
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While the Yuan Family was happily eating dumplings, outside Sanchuan City in Shiqu Village, Yuan Shougui was sitting alone on the kang, staring at a plate of dumplings on the small table, tears flowing.
New Year’s Eve, a day for reunion, yet he’s alone!
In fact, from the day the family moved away and Sheng Xueyi no longer saw him, Yuan Shougui quickly regretted it.
He had been to Ba River Camp, but by then, Yuan Wangdi and Yuan Laidi had already been transferred away from Ba River Camp.
Yuan Shougui, crying, ate up the plate of ugly and worse-tasting dumplings.
Having never cooked before, Yuan Shougui now lives alone.
He must learn to cook, learn to wash clothes, and do everything himself.
These days, Yuan Shougui doesn’t remember how many times he slapped himself.
He really can’t understand how he was so muddled at that time? Not listening to good advice, truly blinded by foolishness.
After staying alone in Shiqu Village, Yuan Shougui learned a lot, especially self-reflection.
He couldn’t understand why he once believed he could have any outcome with Miss Sheng when she never showed him any favor.
There are many things Yuan Shougui can’t figure out.
Even having thought about them continuously these days, there are still no answers.
Reflecting on himself back then, it’s as if he was as foolish as a simpleton, his mind consumed by Miss Sheng.
"This is karma!"
Yuan Shougui looked at the solitary pair of chopsticks on the small table, and that lone plate, feeling that he brought this upon himself.
Clearly, even his little cousin had shown dissatisfaction with Miss Sheng, yet his little cousin, who was the family’s lucky child, why would she be dissatisfied with no one else but Miss Sheng?
Yuan Shougui got off the kang, walked out of the house, stood in the yard, and looked towards Sheng Family Manor, which was adorned with big red lanterns.
Sheng Family Manor was lively today.
Because Miss Sheng’s family had rushed over before the year-end!