Twenty-three thirty-five.

There are twenty-five minutes until twelve o'clock.

The whole city was filled with cannon fire.

The happy reunion singing on TV can no longer be heard.

Fireworks bombs kept blooming in the sky, and fireworks lit up Nandu.

The family of four put on thick clothes, and Amu's father asked Su Qingyue to carry a big box.

"If you are a businessman, you must leave more." He smiled and said to his daughter: "You should also leave one or two this time. You two are working hard outside, so you should be more careful." Pointing to the box,

He said to Ah Mu again: "Don't be afraid, the flowers I brought you are not dangerous."

he said with a smile.

Understanding the old man's hard work, Su Qingyue and Amu agreed with a smile.

Hold the box and walk down.

From time to time I run into colleagues who used to work at the newspaper office, and we all wish each other New Year greetings.

Some people who still don't understand asked Su Qingyue how Pingjing is doing now, and Su Qingyue simply answered: It's okay.

"It's okay? I heard that they bought a house with a few hundred square meters." someone said.

"I'm on the second set of the authoritative TV station today." Ah Mou's mother interrupted, fearing that the other party would not know the latest development, and added: "I interviewed him specifically for the Spring Festival special program this afternoon." After saying this, she changed the replay time.

Tell the other person, smile and say: "You can take a look tomorrow afternoon."

"I will definitely watch it tomorrow afternoon." The other party was obviously shocked, but also very happy, and said to Su Qingyue: "When you left, I said you were fine, why are you wasting your time here."

Listening to what they said, Ah Mu rolled her eyes.

I said to my mother: "Mom, stop talking. What's the point?"

In fact, Su Qingyue understood. After all, her daughter went to other places with others and gave up the establishment. This is really shocking in a traditional city like Nandu and in such a large compound.

Amu's mother must also be feeling a lot of pressure.

This is not utilitarian, but a unique way of relaxation for the older generation.

He patted Ah Mou on the shoulder and said, "Let's go to the open space."

Arrange the barrel.

Light a firework bomb with cigarette.

Listen to it explode, watch it go up to the sky, and bloom beautiful fireworks.

Then another one.

Amu's mother said: "This one looks good this time, and it has two layers."

"No, Xiao Zhang from the association brought this to me. This is what I do at home." Amu's father laughed and said to Amu: "Go and put flowers. Go quickly."

Ah Mu then stepped forward.

Su Qingyue handed her the cigarette, held her hand and smiled: "Don't shake your hands. The fuse is so long, you can run far away." After saying this, he held her gently, his eyes turning red.

The cigarette butt was extended into the fuse. The moment sparks flew everywhere, they walked back and turned around when they reached the door of the unit.

Colorful fireworks bloomed.

The more Su Qing thought about it, the year had passed.

It was rare to relax, so I took Ah Mou to set off the fireworks again.

When I returned to the door of the unit, I met my old colleagues again and everyone exchanged greetings.

This man is in his forties, his surname is Li Mingjun.

He's an old newspaper employee.

Nothing promising.

But he bullies his subordinates and flatters his superiors. He has a very bad temper and likes to scold newcomers.

I'm glad I didn't end up with someone like Li Jun.

Everyone chatted for a while.

arrive home.

The TV was still on, and there was another sketch.

But I couldn't hear what was said at all, and the sound of gunfire outside the window showed no sign of stopping.

Amu's father said he was tired and went back to the bedroom.

Su Qingyue was still going to sleep in the study.

For the older generation, no matter how you are in Pingjing, you still have to follow the rules when you come back.

Behind the seemingly "metaphysical" lies their memory of the times and their persistence in traditional morality.

It has nothing to do with "recognition and trust".

Unexpectedly, Amu's mother said that Amu's bedroom was ready and asked them to go back to the bedroom and rest early.

Then he also returned to the house.

There were only two of them left in the living room.

"How about I take the quilt to the study?" Su Qingyue said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Amu pursed her lips and raised her fists in front of him: "If you go, don't come back. Anyway, you have got the house." After she finished speaking, she laughed again and took Su Qingyue's hand.

Said: "Come here quickly and take a look at these renderings. You didn't have time to look at them before."

"Okay, okay."

Su Qingyue said as she and Amu walked into her boudoir.

This wasn't the first time he walked into her boudoir.

A boudoir with a pink little girl theme.

With a little aroma.

The bed is covered with bright red sheets with a strong sense of form and auspicious dragons and phoenixes.

There are also several cute dolls.

In addition to those given by Su Qingyue, there are also those bought by Amu himself.

She smiled and pulled Su Qingyue to lie down.

He said mischievously: "Don't touch me, hum! Mom and Dad are both in that room." With the feeling of playing hard to get.

"Okay... let's take a look at those renderings." Su Qingyue smiled.

Ah Mou snorted and then opened the renderings.

Su Qingyue flipped through them one by one, and finally let Amu tell her what she liked first.

"Anyway, I don't like classical styles. I don't like Chinese or Western styles." She said, "Didn't you say you want it to be simpler before? There just happened to be a few people who made minimalist styles. Take a look." She said.

Then he turned it over again for Su Qing.

I have to say that the decoration companies now produce pictures and do a very good job.

But many Su Qingyue was not satisfied.

He even felt that this was not minimalist, but a five-star hotel.

The more Su Qing dislikes this, she feels like she is missing a sense of home.

Continue down.

I saw a rendering showing that the designer was Gao Zhitong.

In addition to the introduction, he looked down and found that this rendering is truly minimalist. Unnecessary furniture has been removed, but at the same time, everything needed in the home has been retained. In addition, the necessary hiding is also done very well, and it is truly achieved.

The break from minimalism.

Su Qingyue liked it very much.

Ask Amu.

Ah Mou also said: "Well, I also like this person's design very much. He is also very proactive and down-to-earth in his work." She said: "If you think it will work, I will ask him to quote a price."

"OK, no problem."

Su Qingyue laughed.

After a while, they lay down but did not lift the sheets.

Amu asked him: "Are you going to get busy when you get back?"

"Yes, I guess it will be the end of the year." Su Qingyue said.

"Hey... thinking about it, it feels like a dream. A second ago you ran away from Nandu secretly, and now you bought a house in Pingjing." Amu said: "You must do well, and I will not be left behind.
To be continued...