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On the day of the Lantern Festival, Qian came over early again and made glutinous rice balls with the Feng family. After dinner, Feng Shixun borrowed a car from a colleague and took the whole family out to watch the lights.
Zhaofeng Park has been decorated in a dazzling way, with lanterns hanging from the eaves and treetops along the way, hanging from vertical strips, swaying gently in the wind, sparkling like pearls in the night. The garden was full of people, and citizens came with their young and old to enjoy the lanterns. There was joy and laughter everywhere. Just looking at this park, I just feel that the world is peaceful, the country is prosperous and stable, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
The bright lights at night dazzle people's eyes and intoxicate their hearts. The warlords fighting outside the city and the Western countries that were eyeing them all seemed to disappear.
Several elders were very interested and very happy. Especially Mr. Feng. He has not been out since he was injured. Firstly, he is not in good health, and secondly, he is worried about being seen due to his ugly appearance. It was dark at the moment, and he was wearing a hat and a scarf. He was not worried that the scars on his face would scare people. Along the way, he guessed three or four puzzles in a row, and not only got two lamps, but also a bunch of gadgets. The children and the old wife couldn¡¯t stop praising him, and Mr. Feng beamed with joy.
Tired of walking around, the family found a teahouse to sit down and rest.
Mr. Feng was very happy today and said: "When our two children were young, our family would come here every Chinese New Year to watch the lanterns. Sehun always eats roasted chestnuts with sugar, while Sejin likes to eat ice cream. Every time. If you are making trouble, I will not go home until you finish eating."
Feng Shixun also laughed and teased the girl, "It's so cold that you can still eat the ice cream. Your mouth is so cold that you won't let go."
"I've been slandered again." Feng Shizhen hummed and jumped up, "The store's business is so good that they can't take care of our table. I'll go buy some snacks and fruits."
She deliberately asked Feng Shixun for five yuan and walked out of the teahouse amidst the laughter and annoyance of the elders.
There is a zoo in the park, and there is an old man pushing a cart selling sugar-roasted chestnuts at the entrance all year round. Today is the festival, and the stall's business is very good. Feng Shizhen waited in line for a long time before buying a pack. She walked out of the crowd holding the fragrant and hot sugar-roasted chestnuts and was walking back.
As if they had a tacit understanding, the bustling crowd dispersed into an open space at this moment, and Rong Jiashang, who was standing on the opposite side of the road, happened to turn around and look over.
The whole courtyard was filled with bright lights, and tourists were laughing and coming and going. The two of them were like two standing rocks in the river, facing each other from a distance, silently. Pedestrians walked past the two people holding lanterns, and the warm yellow light illuminated the two worried faces.
After a while, Feng Shizhen raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Rong Jiashang glanced sideways at the two younger sisters who were following Wu Yunchi to guess lantern riddles, then strode towards Feng Shizhen. When she walked up to him, without waiting for Feng Shizhen to speak, he grabbed her and walked towards a place with few people.
Feng Shizhen held the roasted chestnuts in one hand and staggered behind Rong Jiashang, who pulled him all the way to a dark forest in the garden. Before she could stand still, Rong Jiasheng grabbed her shoulders, pressed her against the tree trunk, lowered her head and kissed her.
Feng Shizhen was startled for a moment, but did not resist. The man hugged her tightly, his lips as hot and sweet as the chestnuts in his arms. She missed him too and couldn't help but respond softly, entwining her lips and tongue with his. At this moment, all the lingering and passionate scenes from Peking came to their minds, and the passion and attachment in the past once again set off huge waves.
"I hate it" A voice of jealousy came suddenly, bringing the two of them back to their senses.
"Somewhere in the forest, there was also a couple having a tryst under the cover of night. The sounds of flirting and flirting could be heard, making people's faces turn red.
Rong Jiashang and Feng Shizhen separated out of breath, their faces as hot as fire. In the darkness, the two eyes that met each other were moist and bright, full of many emotions that could be expressed in words.
Rong Jiashang grabbed her hand and took her quietly away. When he came across a lonely small pavilion, he walked in.
Without the light, the night returned to its original color. Only then did Feng Shizhen realize that the weather was clear tonight and the starry sky was bright, like a gemstone and glazed astrolabe, slowly rotating.
Rong Jiashang stared at the side of her looking at the starry sky, with mixed emotions. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
While hesitating, Feng Shizhen turned his face to this side, with a smile on his lips, and the cold starlight refracted in his eyes, like a meteor passing across the sky.
"Has your father received that IOU?"
All the tenderness and tenderness were shattered by this seemingly casual question. The blood on Rong Jiashang's face faded, as if he had been hit hard on the chest with a hammer. The bones were broken, blood spurted out, and the pain was unbearable.
&nb??Swallow. He lowered his head and found a chestnut still warm in the palm of his hand. It exuded an alluring sweet fragrance and seemed to symbolize the bright future that he had already grasped.
Rongfu has not yet recovered after experiencing many serious injuries. On such a lively festive night, there were only a few extra lanterns hung in the house. The young people went out to play, the servants were on vacation, and the Rong Mansion seemed particularly quiet. The lanterns were swaying here and there in the night wind, and from a distance they looked like clusters of will-o'-the-wisps.
Rong Jiashang walked into the west hall. In the bedroom on the second floor, storytelling was playing on the gramophone. Rong Dingkun was sitting listlessly on the bed, wondering if he was listening. The aunt was sitting on the sofa with him, knitting a sweater. When she saw Rong Jiashang coming in, she stood up hurriedly.
"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Wang." Rong Jia said, "Can you please ask the kitchen to send a bowl of wontons."
"It's not troublesome." The aunt knew that Rong Jia was leaving her to say something to Rong Dingkun. "The kitchen is on holiday, so I'm afraid I won't be ready. The master didn't use the midnight snack either. I'll make an extra bowl for later." Send it here."
After the aunt and wife left, Rong Jiashang sat on the sofa and reached out to turn down the volume of the gramophone.
He looked at his drowsy father with dull eyes and said, "Dad, Zhenrong Dingkun's daughter is not dead. She has come for revenge."
Rong Dingkun¡¯s eyes trembled and he turned to his son.
"I want to know the whole story." Rong Jiashang said, "What happened to you back then?"
"She's not dead?" Rong Dingkun's voice was hoarse, and there was phlegm rolling in his throat, making a gurgling sound, "What does she want?"
"She has already issued an IOU, what do you think she wants?" Rong Jiashang sneered, "It's impossible for you to recognize her and make her the eldest daughter of the Rong family." #####(Remember Website address: www.hlnovel.com