Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

They started making final preparations, scooping up flower petals.

Remove all the petals from the water and gently press them with a towel to absorb the moisture.

The petals that were previously somewhat wilted are now all plump and dewy.

After you're done, sprinkle some around the dining table; it'll be perfect for drawing a heart.

Nodding in satisfaction, Yang Jianguo went out to the neighbor's. "Jianguo, let me see what you've been up to?"

Sha Zhu came over and peeked into the house. Yang Jianguo casually said, "You watch over, I'll go get something..."

Yang Jianguo went to the side room, pulled out the items he had hidden a couple of days ago, dusted them off, and carried them back to the main house.

At the doorway, Sha Zhu was so shocked by the sight of people peering inside that he felt numb.

This guy is something else.

Red candles, pink petals, a table full of sliced ​​fruit, and meat and vegetables laid out on the stove.

Looking at the object he was holding, even Shazhu was jealous.

Luckily I'm not a woman, otherwise how could I possibly withstand it?

"Jianguo, where did you buy these flower petals? They're so vibrant. I went to several stores but couldn't find any good ones, so I had to make do."

Yang Jianguo put the item on the ground and said, "I ordered it from someone a week ago, and they specially found it for me."

"You must have spent a lot of money, right?"

"It wasn't much money."

Sha Zhu didn't believe him. Those flower petals were so beautiful!

I've seen it all, and I've looked at it all.

Sha Zhu hurried back; he needed to rearrange the room again.

You need to light at least a few candles, and then there are the flower petals...

There's no solution for the time being. How about we garnish it with cabbage leaves?

Yang Jianguo didn't have time to pay attention to him; it was time to heat the oil in the wok.

After paying the driver at the gate of the courtyard in a tricycle, Yingzi thanked him and went inside, her pregnant belly protruding.

This driver was someone she had arranged to meet; he would wait for her at the factory gate every day without fail to pick her up.

Why did I choose this one? Because the craftsman is dedicated.

It was my first time riding in a car, and seeing that she was pregnant, I asked her to hold my shoulders and help me get on and off the bus.

Oh no, this is the second time.

A small footstool was provided for the seat, which was convenient and stable for getting in and out.

Based on this, Yingzi immediately discussed with her master and asked him to pick her up at a fixed time from now on.

The master readily agreed, which meant a stable income, so why wouldn't he take the job?

"Yingzi, you're back."

"Ah, I've replied."

"Yingzi, your Jianguo will be back at noon today. He'll definitely have something ready for you at home."

"is it?"

"Yingzi..."

They greeted the people and arrived at the door. Looking inside, it was pitch black...

Hey, isn't this person back?

What, the lights aren't on?

Although it wasn't completely dark outside, it was already quite late.

The house was completely dark; without the lights on, it was pitch black.

Yingzi was curious and pushed open the door to go inside.

Before me lay a world of candlelight.

Chapter 190 Qixi Festival, Promises Never Fading

The lit candles were deliberately arranged at an angle that suggested they were connected heart to heart.

Although it was a bit of a stretch, you could still make out what it looked like.

A path of flower petals leads straight to the small stool in front of the dining table.

The two were listening to "Symphony No. 5" for the first time, and the carefully prepared food on the table was exceptionally plentiful.

The fruit, arranged in the center and served in a transparent glass bowl, was carefully cut into pieces and peeled.

When Yingzi saw these things, she was overjoyed and couldn't contain her happiness.

Tears, too.

Seeing her tears, Yang Jianguo quickly stepped forward to support her, saying, "Why are you still crying? Shouldn't you reward me with something right now?"

Seeing him bend over and bring his face close, Yingzibo took a sip and said happily, "Happy, happy."

Yang Jianguo helped her sit down, wiped away her tears with his fingers, and then sat down on the opposite side.

"Look, how's my cooking?" Yang Jianguo pointed at the dishes and fruit salad on the table, his face full of pride.

He even alarmed his father-in-law for this 'salad,' just to get... these fruits.

"Great, really great," Yingzi kept praising.

At that moment, she had no thoughts of anything else; her heart was filled with sweetness.

What a blessing!

When it comes to happiness, Yingzi feels it's nowhere near what her current life is like.

So happy!

Yingzi wanted to know how long he had been preparing for today.

“Just two weeks ago,” Yang Jianguo mentioned.

Yingzi recalled those days and remembered what he had told her: on the Qixi Festival, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the Magpie Bridge.

It was quite lively outside today; many young men and women were out on the streets.

The festive atmosphere among the people is quite strong.

But Yingzi thought that today would be nothing more than... going out for a stroll, looking at the lanterns, and buying some snacks to satisfy their cravings.

This was the maximum she could think of.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jianguo moved a 'mountain' to her, giving her a unique kind of romance on the mountaintop.

This is even more exciting than reading about it in the story.

Because she wasn't the protagonist in the story.

Now, she is undoubtedly the leading lady.

"Today is our first Qixi Festival, but it's not the last one."

Yang Jianguo placed the chopsticks in front of her and said with a smile, "From now on, we'll celebrate this once a year."

"Mmm." Yingzi nodded happily, then looked at the room illuminated by candlelight.

I enjoy it every time I watch it.

Even the petals on the ground are beautiful, pink and dewy, bringing joy to one's heart.

Even suddenly, the thought might pop into my head, "How beautiful it would be if this petal hadn't been picked and was still whole."

Enjoying delicious food and drinking juice that the man had prepared in advance.

Enjoying the romance by candlelight...

Time, time, please slow down!

Yingzi hoped that this happiness could last longer.

The overwhelming joy and passion will eventually fade away.

After the meal, he told her to sit down and rest, while Yang Jianguo got up to tidy up.

Yingzi looked at the fallen petals on the ground with regret and asked, "Jianguo, what should we do with these petals?"

She wanted to pick it up, but the circumstances didn't allow it.

She can't bend over because of her back!

Yang Jianguo, who was washing dishes by the stove, turned around and said with a smile, "Leave it alone, I'll clean it up later."

"Why don't we put it in a basket and leave it in the house to spread its fragrance?"

Hearing her say that, Yang Jianguo knew she was feeling sorry for him again.

"Okay, I'll put it in a box and keep it there."

Yingzi squinted happily, her gaze following his figure.

When Yang Jianguo finished his work and came back to sit next to her, Yingzi rested her head on his shoulder.

Only then did they finally look away.

"Nation-building?"

"Ah."

Why are you so good to me?

Yang Jianguo lowered his head and grinned: "Well, that's because you're my wife, the person I... love!"

Holding him tightly in her arms, Yingzi murmured, "Please, God, there must be a next life."

Yang Jianguo put his arm around her shoulder and said, "I will come back to find you in the next life. This is my promise."

As he spoke, Yang Jianguo reached behind him and touched something.

The gift he had placed in the corner of the kang (a heated brick bed) fell into his hands: "Just like this gift, it will never fade or wither."

Yingzi opened her eyes and saw what he was holding...

My vision blurred instantly, and tears of joy streamed down my face.

After a while, Yingzi finally calmed down.

Looking at Yang Jianguo, who was standing to the side with an embarrassed expression, she smiled shyly and said, "It's all your fault. You made me cry until my eyes were swollen."

"It's my fault, it's all my fault." Yang Jianguo could only force a smile.

Seeing his expression, Yingzi leaned to the side and hugged his arm, saying, "Jianguo, the thing I'm most grateful for in this life is marrying you."

Yang Jianguo nodded and said, "Me too."

Yingzi initially thought his words were quite normal, but when she heard him chuckling to himself, she realized what he meant.

well...

Is he saying that she should be grateful she married him?

Pretending to be angry, Yingzi let go of him and walked to the long cabinet next to the record cabinet where the gramophone was placed.

Looking at the gift in front of her, Yingzi thought to herself, 'This thing is so big... how come I didn't see it before!'

A handful of pure steel, proudly blooming 'steel flowers', are lifelike.

In the center of that twisted flower branch, a tiny figure looked up, arms outstretched, running forward.

As if welcoming something, the joy and anticipation on their faces seemed to come alive.

Upon seeing the gift, Yingzi knew he was lying.

Two weeks is hardly enough time to make such a gift.

It's likely that he's been preparing for this for months.