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On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, pigs are slaughtered and meat is prepared for the New Year.

The villagers spread the newly bought firecrackers from one end of the village to the other along the newly paved cement road. Assistant Wang, who had successfully integrated into the village and become a member, volunteered to light them.

He ran away as fast as he could, as if a ghost was chasing him, all in the instant he turned his head.

The sudden crackling of firecrackers startled the children watching nearby, who quickly covered their ears and hid.

Sang Huan stood not far away, with Xie Qingshi wearing a pink apron beside her.

Worried that his girlfriend would be frightened by the noise, the man had already reached out and covered her ears, blocking out the deafening sounds.

Therefore, the little girl was not frightened at all. Her bright, dark eyes looked at the scene in front of her with great joy brought by the lively atmosphere around her.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she quickly picked up her idle phone from her pocket, took a picture of the scene in front of her, and prepared to post it as a nine-grid photo on New Year's Day.

Taking in her movements, Xie Qingshi's eyes sparkled with a smile. He lowered his head and affectionately rubbed his cheek against the girl's face, his deep voice filled with laughter and tenderness.

"Girlfriend, when are you going to reveal my face?"

"Hey, didn't I introduce you to my roommates before? Now you've met my parents too, doesn't that count as an announcement?"

The girl tilted her head slightly, her clear and bright peach blossom eyes widening slightly, somewhat confused by what he said.

"It's different," Xie Qingshi said, amused by the way she lifted her little face. He smiled and gently lowered his head to place a restrained kiss on her soft, white face. "I want everyone Huanhuan knows to know that I'm Huanhuan's boyfriend."

His wife is so lovely, it's no wonder she attracts the attention of some ill-intentioned people.

Xie Qingshi didn't want his sweet and gentle wife to be stolen away by those shameless guys. Now that he had a chance to openly show off his identity, how could he miss it?

Having spent so much time with Xie Qingshi, how could Sang Huan not guess what he was thinking?

It was at this moment that a mischievous thought arose in her mind, and her bright black eyes darted around.

When she turned to face Xie Qing, her voice was sweet and delicate.

"What if I don't want to?"

The smile in the man's narrow, dark eyes suddenly turned black. He said nothing, lowered his head, and his forehead touched the man's.

"If Huanhuan is unwilling, it must be because I did something wrong and made her angry. It's okay, I will reflect on it and try my best to make Huanhuan happy."

His voice was particularly deep when he uttered the word "satisfaction".

Having spent who knows how long Xie Qingshi had been hanging out with her, how could Sang Huan not understand the implication behind his words?

Her face immediately turned red. Afraid of being overheard by those around her, she quickly covered Xie Qingshi's lips with her hand, raised her eyes filled with shyness, and glared at him fiercely. Her soft and sweet voice was full of teasing.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xie Qingshi smiled and took her wrist, kissing her soft, white palm. His deep voice was full of pleasure.

"I'm not making this up. Huanhuan's reluctance to go public with her boyfriend's identity is definitely his problem. He should definitely reflect on his actions."

As he spoke, he mimicked the coquettish tone typical of young girls, sounding incredibly cheeky.

Sang Huan pursed her lips, her thin, snow-white dough now tinged with a blush. She hesitated for a moment but couldn't resist, and finally reached out and pinched Xie Qingshi's waist hard.

Xie Qingshi gasped, but the smile in his eyes deepened. He lowered his voice and took the initiative to reach out and hold the girl's arm.

"Baby Huanhuan, please~"

Sang Huan: ......

Sang Huan couldn't take it anymore. Seeing that Xie Qingshi was about to come again, she quickly reached out and covered his mouth, her shy voice filled with helpless compromise.

"Shut up, just keep saying 'I'll get rich,' okay?"

That scoundrel, I don't know what's wrong with him. Ever since he came back to the village, he's become more and more disrespectful, even resorting to such methods to force her to compromise.

Xie Qingshi smiled contentedly after receiving a satisfactory answer, "Huanhuan is so nice~"

"Keep your voice down. What's so special about that?"

"Of course~ It's something I'm extremely proud of~"

Xie Qingshi's serious reply made Sang Huan roll her eyes.

Just then, a scream suddenly came from not far away.

"Oh no! Someone come quick! This pig got blown away by firecrackers!"

Subconsciously, the two of them looked up at the same time.

The large white pig, which had been carried onto the table by several villagers that morning in preparation for slaughter, was so frightened by the firecrackers that it broke free from its restraints!

The pig was grunting and squealing as it ran around on the cement road, and several strong young men couldn't stop it!

"Mr. Xie! Help!"

Assistant Wang had just finished setting off firecrackers in the direction the pig was charging and was rushing back when he saw the large white pig running wildly toward him. He was so frightened that he scrambled and ran away.

In an instant, the entire village was filled with howling and wailing.

Xie Qingshi's smile froze, and even the dough twitched involuntarily. He didn't stay standing there any longer and quickly went forward to help press down the pig.

Besides learning to take over the family business from a young age, Xie Qingshi also learned some simple kung fu for self-defense. He stepped forward to direct several villagers, and with everyone working together, they quickly pressed the wriggling pig back onto the cutting board.

With a swift stroke, the pig thrashed its limbs a few times before finally dying.

Less than three hours later, the pig-slaughtering feast began, and the villagers gathered together to eat and drink.

Sang Huan sat at the same table as the village chief. When she saw Xie Qing coming out of the shower and drying his hands, she praised him for his performance.

Xie Qingshi couldn't help but smile as his girlfriend praised him, and in his happiness, he drank a few more glasses.

This usually quiet and impoverished mountain village is now surrounded by a cacophony of voices, drawing the attention of passersby who can't help but glance at it. Inspired by the joyful atmosphere, their desire to go home grows stronger.

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On New Year's Eve, knowing that many families in the village did not have televisions, Xie Qingshi somehow managed to gather a group of people and set up a temporary stage at the village committee so that everyone could watch the Spring Festival Gala together to ring in the new year.

Many villagers have spent their entire lives in poor and backward mountain villages, and they've seen open-air movies before. But the village is located in a remote area, nestled against the mountains and facing a river, with difficult, muddy roads, so almost no one comes here.

To see a movie like this, you have to bring your stool and set off half an hour early towards a nearby village with better terrain, rushing and awkwardly squeezing in with the people from the neighboring village.

Now that their village has built a new road for Little Phoenix and even provided them with this set of equipment to watch movies, everyone in the village is overjoyed.

It wasn't even dark yet when the villagers came over, each carrying a small stool in one hand and helping the elderly with the other.

As for fruits and snacks?

Their baby girl said there was no need to bring any snacks; she had prepared plenty of small treats for everyone to enjoy!

So, a group of villagers, with their families and small stools, sat down early in front of the platform, chatting happily with their old friends.

They weren't worried about not being able to see, because Huanbao's boyfriend was very thoughtful and got them a pair of reading glasses.

They can see it clearly even when looking at the screen!

As night fell, the lights and shadows on the screen flickered, and the once bustling square quieted down as the show began.

Time passed slowly, and as the comedians on the screen made funny faces from time to time, the villagers in the square were also amused and burst into laughter.

Some children weren't interested in watching the Spring Festival Gala here, so they took the firecrackers that Sang Huan and Xie Qingshi had bought for them and went to play in an open area some distance away.

Every now and then, two loud "bangs" could be heard, eliciting laughter and curses from the villagers, who then turned their attention back to the big screen with great interest.

Sang Huan wasn't interested in the Spring Festival Gala, so she and Xie Qingshi snuggled up on the small sofa that her parents had specially moved into her room and watched some animated movies with great interest.

She was occasionally fed snacks by Xie Qingshi, and her eyes sparkled with amusement at the scenes in the movie.

"Sister Huanhuan! Brother-in-law Qingshi!"

Just then, two little ones dressed in new clothes came running in.

Sang Huan looked up. "What's wrong?"

"We found some really beautiful fireworks! Sister, you and brother-in-law, come and see! It's absolutely gorgeous!"

Faced with the sincere and enthusiastic children, Sang Huan did not refuse and took Xie Qingshi with her as they went out.

"Look, sister! Isn't she super pretty?"

The fireworks they were referring to were sparklers, which have become very popular in recent years.

Sang Huan smiled, bent down and took the fireworks he offered, then patted his head with her hand.

"It's really beautiful, thank you Xiaohu~"

"Okay, sister, hurry up and spin it, otherwise it will go out and disappear."

"It's okay, if you don't have any, your sister will buy some for you."

"Won't it be very expensive?"

"No, don't worry, Little Tiger. I'm rich now, so we can play with fireworks every year. But please be careful, otherwise it can easily cause a fire!"

Sang Huan spoke earnestly, and the slight trepidation hidden in Xiao Hu's eyes was finally smoothed out. He happily turned around to tell his friends the news.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, sister! I'll definitely make a lot of money in the future and buy you lots and lots of fireworks!"

"Hmm~"

Sang Huan's words were true. With the Xie family covering for her, she had also gotten involved in a lot of stock investment during this period.

The money she got back was enough for her to live a life of luxury for several lifetimes, let alone these little things.

Seeing that it was almost time, Sang Huan blinked and gestured for Xie Qingshi to come closer so they could take a group photo, and then she took another picture of the sparkler in her hand.

After assembling the nine-grid layout, she clicked "post" and saw the photos successfully published.

Sang Huan thought for a moment, then instructed Xie Qingshi to get some cigarettes. She opened the interface that she hadn't deleted, typed a short message, and sent it over.

Not seeing a red exclamation mark, she smiled and hummed a little tune as she exited the screen.

As the screen went out, the clock struck midnight in the distant square, and firecrackers crackled and popped in the air. The villagers watching the movie in the square began to smile and wish each other a Happy New Year.

Sang Huan turned around and looked at Xie Qingshi, who was coming over with a fairy wand.

Her eyes crinkled into crescents as dazzling fireworks exploded in the sky behind her.

Her simple, everyday cotton coat was trimmed with a fluffy white collar, and her delicate, pretty face was even more captivating than the fireworks behind her.

She said, "Happy New Year, boyfriend!"

Xie Qingshi felt as if his heart had been struck by a sudden blow! An indescribable joy filled his heart at this moment. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes shone with the warmth of spring as he nodded.

Happy New Year, baby.

He has a long life ahead of him, and he will spend every New Year with his Huanhuan.

Right?

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Large fireworks are banned in Beijing, but that can't dampen the enthusiasm of the people. Outside the city, the atmosphere is lively, with many people happily exchanging blessings and congratulations.

However, in the small, dark room, Tang Yueying stared blankly at the darkness before her, completely unaffected by the joy outside.

Ever since her father forcibly took her away and forced her to marry a fat, greasy man, Tang Yueying has been completely caught in a vortex.

She did try to resist, but each time she resisted, she was met with even more intense rubbing and beatings.

She also tried to steal a phone to contact someone outside the community to help her report the crime.

When the officials arrived, they would only dismiss Tang Yueying with the excuse that it was a family matter, and then turn and leave.

Tang Yueying cried and begged them to save her! But the enraged fat man grabbed her hair and dragged her back! He threw her to the ground and beat her again!

Then, he spat on her with disgust, looking at her as if she were trash.

"Tang Yueying, do you really think you're some kind of rich heiress?! All your dirty secrets have been spread online. You're a slut who's slept with who knows how many men, and you still have the nerve to act all high and mighty in front of me! Let me tell you, the Tang family is bankrupt now!"

"You're incredibly lucky to have married me. And you're still not satisfied and causing trouble? Ha, I have plenty of ways to deal with you! Stay here obediently, and I'll release you the moment you give birth to my child!"

The man muttered curses, saying that he initially thought he had married a gold nugget, and after foolishly marrying her, he even gave her a dowry of several million.

As a result, the Tang family went bankrupt as soon as Tang Yueying married into the family, almost causing him, a newly rich man who had just moved to the city, to be implicated. He was terrified.

Fortunately, the other party was kind-hearted and, after learning how he had treated Tang Yueying, did not pursue the matter further.

He was lucky to escape unscathed. This Tang Yueying still dared to cause trouble for him. Bah! If breaking someone's legs wasn't illegal, he would have broken her legs right away.

Did he really want to marry her? If it weren't for that...

He wished he could divorce her immediately!

The man turned and left, cursing, leaving Tang Yueying alone curled up in the darkness.

I don't know how much time had passed, but the phone screen suddenly lit up.

Tang Yueying raised her head blankly, and after seeing the caller ID, a glimmer of hope finally appeared in her despairing eyes.

Despite her aching body, she picked up her phone with trembling fingers and tapped the screen.

Ignoring the insults and slander from the newly added contacts in her WeChat list, Tang Yueying scrolled to the contact list and opened the message.

But the next second, after seeing what was displayed, the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was finally extinguished.

Tang Yueying trembled all over, her pupils quivered, and then she finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

With her last remaining hope shattered, Tang Yueying's mental defenses completely collapsed.

She stood up unsteadily, crying and cursing at the same time.

"You bitches, you're all bitches! Sang Huan, Xie Qingshi, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go! You just wait, wait for me to come back as a vengeful ghost!"

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, God, please forgive me... let me be reborn into a better life, away from people like this..."

With a loud bang, a heavy object crashed to the ground, accompanied by the sound of fireworks exploding. Tang Yueying convulsed, coughing up blood as she stared at the night sky.

On the shattered phone screen next to it, a message was still displayed.

Sang Huan: Senior, you said you wanted to break off your engagement with your fiancé, and I helped you complete this task. Are you still angry with me?

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Sang Huan: Don't be angry! Qing Shi and I wish you a Happy New Year and all the best!

Tang Yueying's cloudy, tired pupils gradually dilated.

She resented it; if she could have another life, she would definitely, definitely…

He couldn't catch his breath and died.