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"Uncle Shunzi! Wake up! Come out and help move these things!"

Jiang Chen's voice penetrated the courtyard wall and reached Uncle Shunzi's house next door.

Uncle Shunzi's real name is Jiang Shun. He is known in the village for his warm heart and is one of Jiang Jianjun's few close friends.

He had just finished watching a skit with his wife and children and was about to go to bed when Jiang Chen's shout startled him, making him think something terrible had happened.

"Hey! Here it comes!"

Jiang Shun, wearing a thick military overcoat and slippers, ran out.

As soon as they entered the yard, they saw Jiang Chen standing behind a huge van with its doors wide open, the inside of which was pitch black.

"Chen'er, what's wrong? It's the middle of the night, has your dad drunk too much?"

Jiang Shun asked with a concerned look.

"My dad is doing well."

Jiang Chen grinned and pointed to the carriage.

"Uncle, give me a hand and help me unload the 'New Year's goods' inside."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen jumped onto the carriage first and casually lifted a thick tarpaulin covering the top.

The tarpaulin slipped off.

The scene inside the carriage was instantly revealed to Jiang Shun by the bright lights in the courtyard.

Jiang Shun's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets on the spot!

"Oh my...oh my...my dear mother!"

He looked at the things in the carriage, stammering, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Inside the enormous carriage, rows upon rows of things, resembling rocket launchers, were densely packed and neatly arranged!

Jiang Shun had seen that thing on TV!

It is entirely black, made of dozens or even hundreds of thick paper tubes bound together, with a long string trailing behind.

This thing has a very famous nickname—Gatling gun!

Next to these Gatling guns, there were also huge square cardboard boxes piled up.

On the cardboard box, in large, bright red letters, were rows of alarming warnings and instructions.

Product Name: 8-inch High-Altitude Firework Shell (Golden Jade Abundance)

【Specifications: 8 rounds/box】

[Firework height: 100-120 meters]

[WARNING: Class A hazardous material! Strictly prohibited for non-professionals! Ensure there are no flammable materials or people within a 50-meter radius before ignition!]

Jiang Shun's mind went blank with a "buzz".

The biggest firecracker he ever set off in his life was one of those homemade firecrackers called "two-stage firecrackers" sold at the village store. When lit, it could shoot more than ten meters high, and when it exploded, it could make the windowpanes vibrate.

But these things in front of me...

That's not fireworks at all!

"Chen'er...you...you're going to blow up a bunker?!"

Jiang Shun's voice was trembling, and he felt his legs were going weak.

"This is nothing."

Jiang Chen seemed oblivious to Uncle Shun's horrified expression, casually grabbed a heavy box of "Gatling" from the car, and stuffed it directly into Jiang Shun's arms.

"Uncle, give me a hand and help me move all of these to the center of the yard."

"Tonight, we're going to poke a hole in the sky!"

Jiang Shun stumbled under the weight of the box of "arms" in his arms. Looking at Jiang Chen's calm and even slightly excited face, he felt like he was dreaming.

This child went out to work for a few years, how come he came back so crazy?

"Brother! Brother! I want to play too!"

Jiang Ling, the younger sister, also ran out of the house wrapped in a brand-new down jacket.

When she saw the entire truckload of fireworks, which resembled an armory, the little girl's reaction was completely different from Jiang Shun's.

She wasn't afraid; her big eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement and fervor, and she was so excited that she jumped up and down on the spot.

"Brother! I want the biggest one! The one called 'Abundant Wealth'!"

Jiang Chen looked at his younger sister's greedy little face and affectionately patted her head.

"OK!"

"I'll let you have your fill tonight!"

"Tonight, our family will be the beacon of the entire village—no, the entire town!"

Jiang Chen spoke with great pride and eloquence.

Under the eaves, Jiang Jianjun and his wife Wang Xiuying were speechless as they watched this crazy scene.

Wang Xiuying wanted to stop him, but seeing the confident look in her son's eyes, she didn't know what to say.

Jiang Jianjun silently stuffed the 200,000 yuan in cash he had just wrapped even deeper under the bed.

He had a vague feeling that his son might not actually be fooling around.

He was declaring something to the world and to everyone who had ever looked down on his family in a way that the older generation could not understand at all.

soon.

Under Jiang Chen's command, Jiang Shun and Jiang Xiaobei also joined the moving team.

Boxes of heavy fireworks were unloaded from the truck.

Twenty "Gatling" guns were lined up in a row in the open space at the entrance of the courtyard, their dark muzzles pointing straight at the pitch-black night sky, forming a steel array full of violent aesthetics!

Behind the array, several boxes of eight-inch high-altitude fireworks shells were placed separately in the safest position, like generals awaiting inspection, exuding an aura of royalty.

Jiang Chen did not use a lighter.

He took out a black box from a special metal case. It looked like a walkie-talkie, but it was covered with various buttons and antennas, giving it a high-tech feel.

Professional-grade wireless remote control igniter!

He skillfully and precisely connected each signal receiving line to the main lead of each "Gatling" unit.

The entire process was smooth and fluid, full of professional beauty.

Jiang Jianjun watched from the side, becoming increasingly alarmed.

He finally realized that his son's actions were not impulsive, but premeditated!

Everything is ready.

Jiang Chen stood in the center of the courtyard, holding the black remote control, like a general about to press the launch button.

He glanced at the clock on the wall.

12:10 a.m.

The sound of firecrackers from most households in the village has gradually subsided.

"Dad, Mom, Lingling, Xiaobei, Uncle Shunzi!"

Jiang Chen turned around and looked at his family members behind him, who were already stunned.

He grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"Stand back, everyone, and cover your ears."

"The show is about to begin!"

Done.

Amidst the mixed emotions of anticipation, tension, and fear in everyone's eyes.

Jiang Chen raised the remote control in his hand.

His thumb pressed down hard on the bright red start button that read "(Sequence One)"!