"This is the last box, it will be gone once it's finished."
After Baofei found the last box of fireworks bombs from the trunk compartment, he turned around and placed them in front of Li Xiuqi and An An.
At this time, the yard was in a mess, with empty shells of fireworks everywhere.
But who cares?
Li Xiuqi and An An looked at the last box of firework bombs with a look of reluctance in their eyes.
It's like the boys' toy guns have only the last bullet left.
An An was the first to speak out: "Xiu Qi, once such a big box of firework bombs ignites, if you run slowly, it will be sent to the sky with it. Why don't you let me have some?"
Li Xiuqi said eagerly: "Huai'an, I didn't let it go just now, can you give me the opportunity?"
At this time, a pair of big hands were placed on their shoulders, and Baifei said with a smile: "I mean, you two young masters, these fireworks bombs are not women, what's the point of fighting over them? I'll give you more tomorrow."
Buy a few boxes and put them wherever you want."
Hearing this, An An subconsciously said, "But I won't be here tomorrow night."
"That's right." Baifei rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "Then you can just order it together, okay?"
An An and Li Xiuqi said in unison: "Let's do it together?"
Baifei nodded: "Yes, one of you clicks on the left and the other on the right. After finishing the clicks, you run separately. You don't have to worry about bumping into each other. You can also complete one thing together on the occasion of the New Year. This is not
Does it make sense?"
It does make sense!
An An and Li Xiuqi's eyes lit up, and each of them took a lighter and ran to the box of fireworks bombs and squatted down one on the other.
There is still one minute until early morning, the first day of the New Year.
An An stared at her watch and said, "Xiu Qi, when I count to 1, you start the fire. Do you hear me?"
Li Xiuqi said "Yes" very solemnly.
"60...58...56..."
Just as An An was counting down, a rustling sound suddenly sounded behind Tang Qiong and Wen Zhong.
Tang Qiong and Wen Zhong looked back and saw Li Yuanzhong rubbing his forehead with his palm, holding a dragon-head crutch with his other hand, slowly walking towards them.
Wen Zhong's face was filled with joy: "Master, you're awake!"
Li Yuanzhong put down his palm and looked a little confused: "Have I been asleep for a long time?"
Tang Qiong said seriously: "Of course it's been a long time, you've been asleep for almost two years."
Li Yuanzhong was stunned: "What's almost two years?"
"Look back at the clock." Tang Qiong pointed to the wall clock not far away and said, "It's already 11:59. In a few dozen seconds, you will sleep from this year to next year."
Only then did Li Yuanzhong realize that his wife was joking with him. He couldn't help but patted his chest happily and said, "Fortunately, the protagonist always appears at the last moment!"