Due to the promotion of city safety and civil hygiene construction, the sound of firecrackers has become increasingly rare, but the doorframes of every household are still brightly decorated.

[Spring Always At the Doorstep of the Sun]

[A Family That Accumulates Goodness Has Surplus Celebrations]

They might not be as large as the ones Boss Jiang bought, but they are pasted quite properly, and in terms of elegance and artistry, they are several levels higher.

Originally, this family didn't have the time to bother with what spring couplets to paste, this is the handiwork of the guest.

That's right.

This year, Luo Peng didn't go home but rather generously went to someone else's house as a guest.

Land of Sanqin.

In ancient Shen Zhou, it held crucial historical significance, but its modern development has been unsatisfactory. Not to mention compared with coastal cities like East Sea, in terms of economic level, it's among the lowest in the nation.

This small city Luonan, located in the Land of Sanqin, is the same.

You can't say the house is destitute, but the home of the Qinyuan Huakui can be described as... spartan, with the "high-end decoration" of the relocation house as it came, and no later renovations were done, the walls have already started showing tiny cracks.

It's still better than Boss Jiang's old house in Sha City.

Of course, Luo Peng wasn't fortunate enough to visit Boss Jiang's old home, but after seeing Xia Wanqing's house, Luo Peng, who was born with a silver spoon, inevitably felt some emotion.

This is caused by the world's divide.

The rich find it hard to imagine the life of those at the bottom.

Just like increasingly unrealistic film and television works.

In them, the protagonist obviously comes from an ordinary background, meant to play an inspiring story of common people, but the result shows them living in upscale apartments despite earning just several thousand a month.

And they live alone, without having to share housemates.

Come on.

Look up the rent of a luxury apartment, will you.

The audience is ordinary people, so it's easy for them to be pulled out of the story, feel it's fake at a glance, and then start to criticize.

It's not really the fault of the screenwriters or directors.

Are they bad?

It's just making a film after all.

It's not worth it.

Are they stupid?

As the elite class, surely they have no problems with intelligence.

It only illustrates that this society is divided, the gap between classes is so vast that those standing high above are neither fully aware nor able to imagine what life at the bottom is truly like.

As poor as they are.

Can they really not afford to rent a luxury apartment where you can move in with just a suitcase?

Is a $79 eyebrow pencil really that expensive?

It's not just between the rich and ordinary people, even among ordinary people, there is a divide. On the balcony, through the glass, Luo Peng saw the entire community artificially divided by a wall, clearly separating the two sides, each minding their own business.

He noticed it two days ago when he entered the community and didn't understand what it meant, later he learned that this is a commercial compound, but a portion was used to accommodate relocated households, with a few buildings serving as relocation housing like the Xia Family's, causing discontent among those who spent real money on their property, which led to the existence of this wall.

"Qing Qing, could you ask Xiao Peng to check with his friend again? It's almost New Year, but Chen Chen..."

On a fabric sofa bought from the home market, the woman held Xia Wanqing's hand, her eyes glistening with tears, her voice choked.

Xia's father sat nearby, puffing on a cigarette sullenly.

It's a traditional festive holiday, and their daughter brought a guest home, they should be welcoming with smiles, but the timing is off, even if they wanted to pretend, they couldn't force a smile.

"Mom, what's done is done, your worry won't help at all."

When children grow up, they become the backbone for their parents, this is the continuation and inheritance of life.

Xia Wanqing was unusually calm, at least in this household.

"I know, but..."

The woman was endlessly distressed, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. Everyone understands reason, but with her son in danger, life and death uncertain, how could a mother not be afraid and think about it.

"Since they've agreed, they'll surely do their best, what's the point of urging."

Xia's father extinguished the cigarette in a disposable cup, then stood up, saying to his daughter, "Go entertain Xiao Luo, they are here as a guest, can't neglect them, I'll go cook."

"Yes, go ahead, coming to our home at a time like this is not easy."

With heart-stricken, Xia's mother patted her daughter's hand, forcing out a smile.

Xia Wanqing nodded and walked toward the balcony.

"Let's go for a walk."

She said with her back to Luo Peng, turning her head back.

"Okay."

The young pair went downstairs.

One being a hotshot in East Sea commerce, the other a celebrity agent, but their arrival didn't create any sensation.

Because they were so low-key.

They came directly by taxi from the Luonan Train Station.

"Your dad probably doesn't smoke much, right?"

"How did you know?"

"I didn't see any ashtrays."

Luo Peng's observational skills were still sharp.

"In my memory, he probably hasn't smoked for seven or eight years."

"How long has it been since you came back?"

Walking through the small community, already small and divided into two, Luo Peng turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Three years, I believe. This is the third year."

"I don't think your parents are that biased towards your brother."

Luo Peng remarked casually.

Xia Wanqing's face carried a faint curve, "I've never said they were biased."

Luo Peng chuckled.

Every family has its own difficult story.

The reluctance to go home has various reasons, but in the end, they are still a family with bonds of blood thicker than water.

If Xia Wanqing hadn't come home this Chinese New Year, the Xia Family would have been very desolate.

It's been two days, and besides Xia's father and mother, Luo Peng hadn't seen any other relatives of the Xia Family.

It's not about speculating on others with the greatest malice.

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