Mu Jin Huan closed his eyes briefly, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, and then said, as if nothing had happened, "There are things in this world better than money."
Nan Wan still smiled, a humble look of eager listening, "Such as?"
Just then, under the evening sky, fireworks shot up into the air, then with a 'bang' they exploded in the night sky, colorful sparks flew up and down, illuminating half the sky.
Passersby stopped to watch, and words of praise sounded from time to time.
...
In the restaurant.
Jiashu and Qingqing, the two little ones, sat together watching cartoons, occasionally bursting into clear laughter.
Shen Zhimei and Mu Jinqian were eating and chatting intermittently, their gazes occasionally lingering for a few seconds on the dazzlingly beautiful fireworks outside the window.
Both tacitly ignored the two who left one after another, as if it were a small weekend gathering of old friends with kids, the atmosphere harmonious.
