Tang Ning held his cold hands, looked at him with clear eyes, and asked, "Where are we going?"

Cheng Huaishu stopped at the hill in front and took out a few fully packed sticks from his military pocket: "Come and try it?"

She said in surprise: "Where did the fireworks come from?"

"The grandma gave it to me, saying that I was originally planning to sell it during the holidays, but after the earthquake, there was only this one left in the family."

Cheng Huaishu divided her several firework sticks, and the tenderness overflowed in her eyes.

It is indeed of great significance to be able to spend the Spring Festival again after the disaster.

She held a firework stick and leaned over to the lighter in his hand.

Then, the fireworks suddenly lit up.

In the silence of the dark night, such a small spark burst out with bright light, and stars like fragments were all reflected in the little girl's eyes.

Tang Ning waved the fireworks stick in his hand, smiled and asked sweetly, "Little uncle, happy New Year, do you have any wishes?"

Cheng Huaisu wrote a pocket with one hand and laughed silently: "You talk first."

She didn't have to think too much, held her breath and said indifferently: "I hope there will be no disaster again and everyone will be safe."

He echoed: "I am the same."

When Tang Ning turned his head to look at him, Cheng Huaishu's heart moved and murmured in a warm voice: "But one more must be attached."

She opened her almond eyes curiously: "Ah?"

The night wind was howling in my ears, and only the sizzling sound of fireworks sticks burning.
Chapter completed!