Half an hour later, amid the booming sounds of firecrackers, Hu Xiaobei looked at the square named after him, feeling somewhat sentimental.
"Xiaobei, do you still feel like you're dreaming?"
Hearing Han Xueyao's inquiry, Hu Xiaobei gently nodded, "Yes, it still feels like a dream!"
Seeing Hu Xiaobei's somewhat incredulous expression, Han Xueyao chuckled.
Previously, when these villagers and Han Xueyao talked about building a square for Hu Xiaobei, Han Xueyao actually disagreed.
Because she knew that Hu Xiaobei didn't like such fanfare.
But later, she couldn't go against their wishes anymore, so she had to agree.
And so, she secretly joined them in building this square without Hu Xiaobei knowing...
Just as she was about to say something else, Han Xueyao saw Wu Yuanwei walking over.
...
"Xiaobei, now that the square is completed, why don't you say a few words?"
