We don't have many snacks at the moment, so we are very happy to be able to eat candies and snacks during the Chinese New Year. My mother has to count the snacks she usually eats.
Such a delicious cake, and such a big one, belongs to children like Cen Huaian, so they can eat it as much as they want. Hu Shangceng and the others feel really happy.
A large piece of cake was eaten by all the children. Even the cream under the plate where the cake was placed was eaten by several children.
We ate cakes and delicious meals, some of which children like Hu Changshan had never seen before.
Garlic fish fillet, cumin lamb, sweet and sour pork loin, fried pork with potato slices, and lamb stewed with cabbage.
There was no chili pepper in all the dishes in early summer, but they tasted delicious. There were red dates flowers on the steamed buns, and the children devoured them one by one.
A bowl of noodles was placed in front of Cen Huai'an. There were not many side dishes on the noodles. The soup was milky white, with just a poached egg, the words "Happy Birthday" carved with carrots, and some chopped green onions.
"This is longevity noodles." Chu Xia smiled and said to Cen Huaian: "You have to finish the noodles in one go without breaking them in the middle. It means longevity."
Cen Huaian has never eaten longevity noodles.
He looked at the noodles in the bowl and didn't know what to say. His heart was so full that he couldn't express this feeling in words.
"Mom." Cen Huai'an couldn't help but turn around and hugged Chu Xia's waist, rubbing her body. He loved today's birthday so much!
Chu Xia patted his back gently: "I'm here."
Cen Huai'an only hugged her for a while. Under the eyes of the children, he sat down with his ears red and lowered his head to eat noodles.
Because he had to finish it all in one go, he ate very carefully and kept everything in his mouth.
Of course, although the noodle made in early summer is a noodle, it is not particularly long. If you are full from a bowl of noodles, how can you eat vegetables? There are so many delicious dishes.
Cen Huaian ate all the noodles. When he ate carrots, he felt heartbroken as he ate the words that his mother had carefully made.
In Cen Huai'an's mind, this bowl of noodles is as delicious as cake, better than all the noodles he has eaten before!
After finishing the noodles, Cen Huai'an ate the food like other children and enjoyed it very much.
Hu Climbing had eaten so much that he felt like he couldn't eat anymore. However, he still took another bite of cumin mutton, drank a sip of sweet soup, and said in an innocent tone: "Auntie, if only you were my mother, I could eat it every day." It's such a delicious meal."
Before Chu Xia could speak, Cen Huai'an immediately swallowed the meat in his mouth, grabbed Chu Xia's hand, glared at Hu Shangceng and said, "She is my mother! Don't think about it!"
Hu Shangceng sighed regretfully and looked at Cen Huai'an sincerely: "So An'an, you are so happy." The small appearance makes people want to laugh.
Cen Huai'an nodded: "I know." The expression on his little face was flat, as if he had nothing to be proud of about what Hu Shangceng said, but Chu Xia had already seen his tail that couldn't help but turn up.
She and Jiang Shengnan looked at each other, couldn't help but laugh, and raised their hands to rub Cen Huai'an's head.
In the end, everyone ate all the food on the table, leaving nothing but vegetable soup.
Hu and other children leaned back in their chairs. Their bellies were all bulging and full.
They rubbed their bellies and regretted that their meals were not big enough to eat more.
Only Cen Huaian and Xiaohe were still sitting upright.
An An told him every day before early summer that he should not eat until he was full. It was best to be 80% full and no more than 90% full at most.
The more he is reminded of it, the eating habit will form a body memory, and he will stop when the amount of food is reached.
Xiaohe's personality is relatively quiet and restrained, and he is more mature than Hu Peng and others.
After dinner, Cen Huai'an and Cen's father cleaned up the dishes, which surprised the children again.
"An'an, can you wash the dishes?"
"My mother never let me do this. She said boys don't do housework."
Cen Huaian said: "Why don't boys do it? My mother said that men and women are equal. As long as we are a family, we must do it. My mother and grandma are so tired of cooking, so of course it is my grandpa and I who do the dishes."
Hu Shangceng felt that what An An said made sense, "I think you are right. But my mother doesn't let me do it because I always play bowls."
He scratched his head and laughed: "Every time I go to wash the dishes, I have to wash several bowls. My mother doesn't allow me to go near the bowls anymore and scolds me for spoiling things."
The child who just spoke was still fighting in his mind whether his mother was right or An An was right.
But Xiaohe had already gone over to help clean up, and Hu Cengshan had also gone over. Cen Huai'an pushed him out, and said with a wary look: "Don't come over, what if you hit my bowl?"
"I want to help too!" Hu Shengsheng said anxiously: "Good friends want to work together!"
Cen Huaian pointed to the broom beside the door: "Then you go sweep the floor."
The other children hesitated, but seeing how happy Cen Huaian and Hu Shangceng were working, they gave up and hurriedly worked together.
"An'an, let me help you carry the plate."
"I'll hold this bowl."
"I'll take the chopsticks."
When they got to the kitchen, Cen's father washed the dishes by himself, not letting Cen Huaian and the others touch them.
"You guys go out and play, I can do the rest by myself."
An An didn't leave and brushed with him, and the other children didn't leave either. As a result, a few people started playing with the water while brushing.
If Father Cen's cold face wasn't so scary, I don't know how long it would take to wash these dishes.
In the afternoon, Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father went to work. Cen Huai'an was sitting on the sofa opening gifts. Hu Seng and the others gathered around them, watching him open them without blinking, with curiosity in their eyes.
Cen Huai'an opened Chu Xia's gift first. What she prepared for him was a new Go set. He had always wanted it, but he had been reluctant to let his mother buy it because it was too expensive.
When he was taken to the literature counter of a department store in early summer, he couldn't take his eyes off these chess pieces.
Cen Huai'an now uses cheap glass chess pieces, which are smooth to the touch, but people who love Go can't help but want better chess pieces when they see them.
Chu Xia saw his thoughts, so she secretly bought it and waited to give it to him on his birthday.
As expected, Cen Huaian was pleasantly surprised. He couldn't put it down when touching the chess pieces. He even wanted to immediately take the chess pieces and play a game with someone else.
He played with the chess pieces for so long that Hu Shangceng couldn't bear to urge him to quickly open a gift.
Especially such a big gift from Cen Huai'an's father. What is inside? These kids are so curious.
Cen Huaian finally reluctantly put away the chess pieces and went to open the big gift. When his mother gave it to him, it was too big for him to hold.
Opening the outer paper box, a large model rocket was placed inside, the same one that Cen Huai'an saw in Cen Zheng's New Year's Eve room in early summer.
"Wow!" Hu Cengceng and several other children also recognized him. Their eyes widened and they were particularly envious of Cen Huai'an.
When all the children looked at this model, it was their favorite because it was big and perfectly made, just like the real thing.
Hu Climbing couldn't help but touch the model: "An An, this is the one in uncle's room!"
"An'an, this model will be yours from now on?"
"I wish I had a model like this."
Cen Huai'an also couldn't believe that his father gave him his beloved model. He knew that his father spent a lot of effort and time to make this rocket.
"Mom, did dad really give it to me?"
"Yes." Chu Xia sat next to him and nodded with a smile on his face: "The gift your father gave you is of course yours."
Cen Huaian couldn't hold it back, and the corners of his mouth turned up, feeling very happy in his heart. He loves all the gifts his parents gave him!
He then opened the gifts from Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father. What they gave was what they thought An An could use.
Jiang Shengnan gave him a pair of cowhide boots, which are full of velvet inside. They are warm and handsome to wear.
Cen's father gave him a book of chess records. Cen Huai'an opened it and looked at it. They were all chess records handed down from the past. They were very precious. When he saw the first chess record, he couldn't bear to put down the book.
It was Chu Xia who reminded him to send the gifts back to his room first and look at them later. Now, he should have fun with Hu Shang and the others who helped him celebrate his birthday.
Hu Cengshan and the others helped Cen Huaian take the gifts to his room and put them away. Cen Huaian took the chess pieces given by Chu Xia and sat in the living room with Xiaohe to play.
Xiaohe has never learned Go, so the two of them can only play backgammon.
Xiaohe held the black chess piece and looked at Cen Huaian with his lips pursed: "I will beat you this time!"
Cen Huaian looked at him: "I will not lose."
They were obviously two children, but the atmosphere between them suddenly became tense.
Chu Xia did not participate in the children's play. She put candies, snacks and water on the table, took the physics paper and went back to her room to work on it, leaving the living room for them to play.
Although he didn't watch the chess game, Chu Xia still knew that Cen Huai'an won in the end.
Because when the sun was about to set, when Chu Xia and Cen Huaian sent a few children home, Xiaohe said to Cen Huaian with an unyielding look on his face: "An'an, I want to learn Go too, and I will beat you with Go in the future!"
He was not discouraged by the losing streak, but was aroused with a stronger desire to win.
Cen Huai'an said with full confidence in his eyes: "I won't give you a chance to win against me."
The two looked at each other for a while, and then Xiaohe was dragged away by Hu Shengsheng: "What's so good about playing chess? It makes my brain hurt to think about it. I really can't understand you two. Xiaohe, go home and eat quickly. I want everything." starving."
Chu Xia looked at the children with different painting styles, and the smile on her lips suddenly grew bigger.
Waiting for the children to go away, Chu Xia and An An closed the door and entered the house. As soon as they entered the living room, they heard the phone in the study rang.
Jiang Shengnan came out of the kitchen and ran to answer the phone. Within a few seconds, she shouted in the study: "Chu Xia! An An! It's Zheng Nian's call, it's for you."
He had never entered the study room at home in early summer, and he did not enter it when Cen Zhengnian was there.
Because this is Father Cen's study, he often works there at night, and some documents and conversations involve confidentiality.
Although Jiang Shengnan, Cen's father and Cen Zhengnian never said she couldn't enter, Chu Xia knew the rules and she didn't want to know anything about the internal affairs of the army.
Cen Huaian was also restrained by her not to enter his grandfather's study and touch his things. Of course, if Father Cen is not at work, he can go to his study to do homework and play chess with his grandfather.
Father Cen still prefers his grandson to be close to him.
Therefore, this was Chu Xia's first visit to the study room. The furnishings inside were very similar to Father Cen's, hard and with a military atmosphere.
She didn't look much, just stared at the phone on the table, and took the phone from Jiang Shengnan.
"Hello?"
After more than ten days, Cen Zhengnian finally heard his wife's familiar voice, and the expression on his face suddenly softened.
"Chu Xia, it's me."
Cen Zhengnian remembered that today was Cen Huai'an's birthday. After a busy day, he took time out to make a call home in the evening.
"I know." Listening to Cen Zhengnian's tired voice, Chu Xia frowned: "How long have you not rested?"
Cen Zhengnian rubbed his brows, sat on a chair, and closed his eyes. He had never had a good rest since arriving at the base. He had been busy.
"I'm fine." He comforted Chu Xia with a smiling voice, telling her not to worry.
Today's protagonist is Cen Huai'an. Chu Xia didn't talk much to Cen Zhengnian. She only asked him about his situation at the base and then gave the phone to An An, who had been standing beside him.
"dad."
When Cen Zhengnian heard his son's voice, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth again, and said warmly: "An'an, happy birthday."
Cen Huaian's whole body exuded a happy aura: "Dad, I like the model you gave me!"
I don't know what the other person said, but Cen Huai'an showed a small smile on his lips, looking even happier.
Chu Xia and Jiang Shengnan quietly walked out of the study and asked Cen Huaian to talk to his father for a while.
As soon as he came out, Jiang Shengnan sighed, looked back at the study and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Chu Xia. He was incompetent as a husband and father in the first year."
Cen Zhengnian's job is like this. For the sake of the country, he has to make certain sacrifices. He has great love, but it is his wife and children who he feels sorry for.
It's not just him, nor is it just a Tiangong base. The country has a lot of confidential scientific research work, and many scientific researchers are in the same situation as Cen Zhengnian.
They have sacrificed a lot in obscurity. Everyone only sees scientific research results reported in newspapers one after another, celebrating the motherland's growing strength. Few people know the stories behind this achievement and how much people have paid.
Chu Xia pursed her lips and smiled: "Mom, we are a family."
Now that we have become a family, we support each other and understand each other. Otherwise, she couldn't force Cen Zhengnian to leave the base.
Moreover, she and An An are used to Cen Zhengnian leaving. They have their own study and life, and they can live happily without Cen Zhengnian.
Although I will miss you, I will not be immersed in this emotion forever.
Jiang Shengnan was so moved when he heard Chu Xia's words that he wished he could give her the best in the family.
Cen Huaian and Cen Zhengnian talked on the phone for a while, and he called "Mom" in the study.
Chu Xia hurriedly went in again. Cen Huaian gave her the phone and said, "Mom, dad is looking for you."
"Chu Xia, I have something to discuss with you." There was a rare hesitation in Cen Zhengnian's tone.
Chu Xia: "What's the matter, tell me."
Just as Cen Zhengnian was about to speak, Chu Xia heard Yu Tian calling him loudly on the phone.
"Zheng Nian! There is an error in the data. We have tried several times but it is still wrong. Can you come over and quickly find out where the problem is with the data?"
Chu Xia hurriedly said: "You have to go and do some business first. You can talk to me later about what you want to discuss."
"good."
Yu Tian came over at this time and explained that the data problem was urgent and he really had to go check it out quickly.
Let's talk to Chu Xia about that matter after the problem is resolved.
The next day was the Lantern Festival. There was no lantern festival in the army, but the Lantern Festival was still celebrated.
Chu Xia learned from Jiang Shengnan that there would be glutinous rice balls in the army canteen at noon today. Of course, Jiang Shengnan and Chu Xia at home also bought glutinous rice balls in advance. In addition to glutinous rice balls, there were also wrapped dumplings.
Early in the morning, Jiang Shengnan got up and cooked glutinous rice dumplings. There was the sound of firecrackers being set off outside, and Chu Xia also woke up early.
When she came out of the room yawning, she saw Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father sitting down having breakfast.
Before she could go down, Cen Huaian also came out rubbing his eyes: "Mom, it's so noisy outside."
When Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father heard the noise, they looked up. When they saw them, she immediately smiled and said, "The rice is cooked and it's all in the pot. You go and wash up quickly, and I'll serve it to you."
Before Chu Xia could speak, she had already gotten up and went to the kitchen.
The filling inside the glutinous rice balls is made of lard, white sugar, and black sesame seeds. It is fragrant and sweet. You have to be careful when taking a bite, otherwise you will be burned by the filling inside.
Before Chu Xia told Cen Huai'an that he wanted to take a small bite, he had already taken a bite of the glutinous rice balls. The filling immediately flowed out, making him spit the glutinous rice balls in his mouth into the spoon.
"Did it burn your mouth?" Chu Xia and Jiang Shengnan quickly put down their bowls to take a look at Cen Huaian's mouth.
He shook his head and avoided their hands: "No."
Chu Xia saw that his face was wrinkled because of the burn, but she said no. She ignored his words and just opened his mouth and took a look to make sure there was no burn. Then she said: "Don't be in a hurry when eating glutinous rice balls, don't bite so big , the stuffing inside is very hot."
Cen Huaian knows now.
The sweet glutinous rice balls are very delicious. The sweet glutinous rice balls suit Cen Huaian's taste. Eating a few glutinous rice balls in early summer will make him feel tired, but Cen Huai'an doesn't feel that at all. If he is not allowed to eat all the time in early summer, he will eat a lot.
Although glutinous rice balls are delicious, they are made of glutinous rice flour, which makes them difficult to digest if you eat too much.
The Lantern Festival would not be perfect without lanterns. Chu Xia cannot make beautiful lanterns, but she can make small orange lanterns.
Who hasn't read Grandma Bing Xin's "Little Orange Lantern" when they were children? After reading it, they and their classmates would make a little orange lantern out of the finished oranges and play with it.
I have done this in early summer, and the method of Little Orange Lantern is also simple.
"An'an, mommy will teach you how to make a beautiful little lantern. You can carry it out to play at night."
Cen Huai'an immediately thought of all kinds of beautiful red lanterns he had seen. There are also beautiful paintings on the lanterns. During festivals, they look particularly good when held at night, and some lanterns can even spin.
He looked at Chu Xia with bright eyes: "Mom, what tools should we prepare? Do we need paper?"
"No need." Chu Xia waved her hand, took the orange from the table, and used a knife to peel the skin into four halves. She ate half of it and stuffed two halves into Cen Huai'an's mouth.
"Are oranges sweet?"
Cen Huaian nodded, still thinking about how to make lanterns: "Tian, mom, when will we make lanterns?"
Chu Xia looked at the orange peel in her hand that had eaten the pulp and said, "I'm doing it now. Go to the sewing basket on the table and bring me your grandma's sewing."
Cen Huaian looked at Chu Xia and didn't understand what kind of lantern she was making. Why did she still use needle and thread?
However, An An believed that his mother would not lie to him, so he ran to the long table over one meter high in the middle and gave Chu Xia some needle and thread.
In early summer, put the two sides of the orange peel facing each other, sew them together with a needle and thread, tie a knot, then cut a candle about one centimeter long and place it in the middle, and light the candle with a match.
She looked around but didn't see a suitable stick, so she folded a thin strip on the broom, waved a small orange lamp in front of Cen Huai'an, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Look, this isn't Is it a lantern? A little orange lantern!"
Cen Huaian's eyes widened: This is the lantern that his mother taught him to make. It looks quite interesting.
Very simple though.
"Mom, I want to make one too."
Chu Xia gave him the needle and thread: "Be careful, don't prick your hand."
"Yeah!" Cen Huai'an looked confident. He wouldn't prick his hand with such a simple orange lantern.
Just as he was thinking this, he poked a needle, but his other hand did not avoid it. It was pricked by the needle, and a small drop of blood came out.
It didn't hurt very much. Cen Huaian looked at the little blood beads and felt embarrassed.
Just as he was about to get rid of it, Chu Xia laughed "haha", pinched his pricked finger and said, "Weren't you very confident just now? Why did the first injection prick your hand?"
"Mom!" Cen Huai'an called her awkwardly, pulling his hand back hard: "I was just careless, I won't get stuck again."
Chu Xia smiled and shook her head, let go of his hand and stood up to get the red potion. She applied it on the eye of the needle and said, "Fortunately, the needle is not thick and it will be healed soon."
Cen Huaian continued to sew a small orange lantern. Within a few minutes, he made a small orange lantern exactly like the one in early summer.
Making orange lanterns is addictive. Cen Huaian is like this now. He keeps eating oranges and makes seven or eight oranges in a row. He also wants to get oranges. Chu Xia took his hand.
"Okay, you'll get angry after eating too many oranges. Besides, if you make so many small orange lanterns, we don't have that many people in our family, so who will use them."
Cen Huaian thought for a moment and said, "I can give it to Hu Cengxiaohe and the others."
Chu Xia didn't stop him, but he wasn't allowed to eat a lot of oranges. She helped him eat them, and he made them with orange peels. He stopped after counting enough.
There was a table of small orange lanterns placed on the table. Cen Huaian was particularly looking forward to it and was waiting for evening to show his friends the lanterns he had made.
They continued to eat glutinous rice dumplings at noon. When Jiang Shengnan came back and saw the orange lanterns on the table, his eyes widened: "What is this?"
Cen Huaian: "Little orange lantern, I made it."
Jiang Shengnan had read Bing Xin's "Little Orange Lamp" and immediately remembered it, pointed at the little orange lantern and asked, "Is it the little orange lantern in "Little Orange Lamp" written by Bing Xin?"
Cen Huaian had not read this article and did not understand what Jiang Shengnan meant. He blinked and looked at her: "Who is Bing Xin?"
Chu Xia: "A very famous writer has written many famous articles, but you are still young and have not read them."
As she spoke, she looked up at Jiang Shengnan, nodded with a smile and said, "Mom, it's that little orange lantern."
Jiang Shengnan immediately smiled and said: "You are quite interested and did a good job!"
She gave Cen Huaian a thumbs up.
However, Cen Huaian became interested in the article "Little Orange Lamp" written by her grandma. She held Chu Xia's arm and looked up at her: "Mom, tell me the story of "Little Orange Lamp"."
Chu Xia had read this article before, and she still had a rough impression in her mind. However, she was also afraid that she would remember the details incorrectly. She rubbed Cen Huai'an's head and said, "Wait a minute. I'll ask your grandma if there is anything in the book at home." Let's read this article together."
"Yes, I bought it before Zheng Nian." Jiang Shengnan found the book and turned to the article for Chu Xia.
Chu Xia hugged Cen Huaian, and the two of them sat on the sofa and read. There were words that Cen Huaian didn't know, so Chu Xia taught him.
The article was not long, so they read it slowly. By the time Jiang Shengnan was ready to cook, they had finished reading it.
After Cen Huaian read the story, he became very silent. Chu Xia could feel his depressed and uncomfortable emotions.
She touched his head and asked him: "An An, what did you think of?"
Chu Xia waited for a long time before she heard Cen Huaian's muffled voice say: "Mom, I used to be just like that little girl."
My father is not at home, my mother is not in good health and cannot eat. But the little girl can take care of her mother by herself. Her mother loves her, but her mother's favorite things are her grandma and uncle.
In early summer, I knew that Cen Huaian was thinking about the past.
In the story "Little Orange Lamp", the little girl's father participated in the revolution and disappeared, and the little girl's mother was seriously ill in bed. She takes strong care of her mother and is very optimistic.
Many people read this story and draw strength from it, believing that light will definitely come.
But Cen Huai'an was so young that he couldn't read the deeper meaning contained in it. He could only see what the story was about.
Chu Xia hugged Cen Huai'an, rubbed his head and said, "It's all in the past, but now you see, your mother is slowly getting better. Your father, grandparents, and grandparents love you so much. The past days will never happen again."
She didn't know how to comfort Cen Huaian. She felt that her words were very poor at this time.
She knows that any injury will leave scars. These scars can only fade slowly, but there will always be traces.
Cen Huaian held Chu Xia for a long time and made sure that his mother was very warm and loved him, and his mood gradually improved.
Jiang Shengnan came out of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand and said happily: "The dumplings and glutinous rice balls are cooked. Come and eat in the early summer!"
Cen Huaian quickly let go of Chu Xia and got up from her arms. He didn't want grandma to know that he was so vulnerable after reading the story.
Jiang Shengnan looked at the two of them doubtfully, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but he couldn't tell anything.
"I happened to be hungry. Mom, you cooked it in time."
Chu Xia stood up and walked towards the dining table. Jiang Shengnan was immediately diverted and pushed a bowl in the direction of Chu Xia: "I know you like dumplings more. This bowl has more dumplings. An'an, your bowl has more glutinous rice balls. !"
Chu Xia: "Thank you, Mom!"
Cen Huaian: "Thank you, grandma." The discomfort he just felt could no longer be seen from his face.
The setting sun was slowly setting. Cen Huaian lay beside the window and looked at the sky outside, waiting for the sun to go down. When it was completely dark, he went out to play with his little orange lantern.
Chu Xia was sitting on the sofa, looking at his small figure that was almost integrated into the window, and couldn't help but said: "An'an! No matter how you look at it, you can't go out until after dinner."
"Mom, can't we eat earlier?" Cen Huaian turned to ask her.
Chu Xia: "We have to wait for our grandparents to come back and eat together."
Cen Huaian stopped talking.
In the evening, Cen's father came back and brought Cen Huai'an a beautiful round red lantern. He specially asked Xiao Liu to go out and buy it for An An.
"An'an, do you like it?"
"I like it!" An An was very happy, holding a red lantern in one hand and a small orange lantern in the other.
After finally having dinner and waiting until dark, the sound of fireworks could be heard outside. Chu Xia took Cen Huaian out to watch.
Jiang Shengnan and Father Cen also came out. The four of them looked up at the completely dark night sky, with a round bright moon hanging above it.
Fireworks bloom in the night sky like gorgeous flowers, colorful, brilliant and very beautiful.
Cen Huai'an watched with wide eyes, and until the wave of fireworks ended, he was still not satisfied.
In addition to the sound of fireworks from time to time, there are also the sounds of various children playing in the family courtyard, as well as the sound of firecrackers.
Cen Huaian had already ran to his house and took out his little orange lantern, leaving the red lantern at home for the time being.
He walked out and said, "Mom, I'm going to find Hu Shangceng and Xiaohe!"
Chu Xia waved her hands casually, gathered her clothes inside, and entered the room to continue doing two sets of questions. Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father also came back together, but they both entered the study.
It's so cold outside. I don't want to go out in early summer. I don't know why a child like Cen Huaian is so not afraid of the cold. But kids do have a lot of firepower.
She listened to the sound of fireworks outside and was immersed in the problems. She had a great sense of accomplishment as she solved the math problems one by one.
Cen Huaian was already holding a lantern and gathering with Hu Cengshan and the others.
Hu Cengfeng and Xiaohe each carried the same kind of red lanterns bought by Cen's father, but the patterns on them were different.
It is big and round, and there are red tassels hanging at the bottom of the lantern. If you hold it up at night, the lantern will shine with fiery red light, reflecting the paintings on it.
The children thought it was very beautiful, and they all showed off their lanterns and said what the paintings on their lanterns were.
Everyone's paintings are different. Hu Ceng's lantern is painted with a fat red carp, the lantern by the river is painted with a big lotus, and the lantern Cen's father bought for Cen Huaian is painted with a golden-red flying dragon.
When Hu Cengden and the others saw the small lantern brought by Cen Huai'an, they all laughed in unison: "An'an, your lantern is too small."
"Yeah, why don't you bring a big lantern, just like us."
"Can you see the road with a small lantern?"
There was no malice in these smiles, but Cen Huai'an sounded uncomfortable.
He pointed at his little orange lantern, pursed his lips, looked at them and said, "You all don't understand, this is no ordinary lantern, it's the little orange lantern from Bing Xin's story!"
Hu Cengfeng and Xiaohe opened their eyes with curiosity: "What about the little orange lantern in Bing Xin's story?"
Cen Huaian had memorized the story completely and told them "Little Orange Lantern" because he felt that the little girl had a similar experience to him and told it very emotionally.
After listening to the story, Hu Shangceng felt depressed: "I often don't see my dad for a long time."
Xiaohe lowered his head silently: "Me too."
The other children all followed suit. Their father was not sure when he would go on a mission, and there were many days when he could not see his father.
Everyone in Hushang Clan's mood became depressed, and they didn't even want to show off their lanterns.
At this time, Cen Huaian held up a small orange lantern and said, "Do you want a small orange lantern?"
He felt that the little orange lantern had a different meaning to him. The warmest thing in the story was this little orange lantern. Mom is like this little orange light that makes him no longer afraid of the past.
"Yes!" Hu Cengfeng was the first to say, "The little orange lantern is better than my lantern."
He couldn't explain why it was good, but he just felt that the little orange lantern was different. It was not like his lantern, which could be bought anywhere.
Xiaohe: "I want it too."
The other children also said they wanted it, and Cen Huaian took them back to his home.
Seeing the row of small orange lamps on the table in front of the sofa, Hu and others looked surprised.
"Wow! So many little orange lights!"
"The little orange lantern in Bing Xin's story!"
"It looks great!"
Cen Huai'an raised his chin slightly and said, "I made these and gave them to you."
The children were even more happy and rushed over to grab the little orange lanterns themselves. In fact, every little orange lantern was the same, some were bigger and some were smaller.
But these children just felt that the one they picked looked better, and they even fought for one with two people, almost breaking up the little orange lantern.
Finally, each person took a small orange lantern to show off in the family courtyard. When they saw other children, they all said, "Look! This is the little orange lantern from Bing Xin's story!"
The other children didn't understand this, but after listening to Cen Huai'an and others telling their stories, they began to envy them, and they also wanted a little orange lantern.
Then I heard Hu Shangceng and the others showing off: "Our little orange lantern was given by An An, he is so awesome!"
The other children immediately looked at Cen Huaian: "An'an, do you still have orange lanterns at home?"
Cen Huaian shook his head honestly: "No."
The more these children looked at their lanterns, the more they disliked them. They ran home to find their parents and asked them if they knew how to make little orange lanterns.
Some parents know this and have made it for their children. Some parents have never been to school, so they don't know about the little orange lantern in Bing Xin's story. They just wave their hands irritably: "What the little orange lantern is, I don't know!"
Others didn't know but loved their children, and asked family after family, and finally got the idea of Little Orange Lantern.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, the entire family courtyard was filled with orange lanterns, and the children began to show off their own orange lanterns again.
One said that the thread I used was red, and the other said that my candle looked better. Anyway, it is always my best.
Of course, the brightest child in the courtyard is Cen Huaian who was the first to bring out the orange lantern, perfectly setting a new trend for family homes.
Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father didn't stay in the study for too long. They were used to going to bed early unless they had particularly urgent work to deal with at night.
When the two went into the room to sleep, Cen Huaian had not come back yet. Jiang Shengnan and Chu Xia said, "Don't study too late. Go to bed early."
"Well, Mom, I'll go to bed when An An comes back."
Jiang Shengnan still wanted to wait with Chu Xia, but Chu Xia persuaded him to go back to the house.
Chu Xia finished just two questions when she heard the phone ringing suddenly in the study room.
She was afraid that the call was from the army. What if there was something urgent? She quickly called Jiang Shengnan out.
But she thought wrongly. It was Cen Zhengnian's call.