Eight years ago, Da Heitou was only twenty years old when he left Mazui Village, Lu Shanmin was less than seventeen years old at that time, and Xiao Nizi was not yet twelve years old.

When he was in the mountains before, Lu Shanmin began to write couplets at the age of twelve, and the task of writing couplets fell on him, not only for his own family, but also for the old Shenguo's family, for the old Huang family, as well as Bai Ling's house, the mountain col at the head of the west mountain, the courtyard at the head of the east mountain, and the village committee, as well as the villagers who lived not far from the surrounding villages.

After writing the couplet, Xiao Nizi sent it to Dongshantou, Da Heitou to Xishantou, and Lu Shanmin to the direction of the village committee.

The villagers of Mazui Village are simple, and they will give some luck. The big black head is the most upright, no matter how hard others stuff money, every time he sends a couplet, he runs away without waiting for others to pay for it, and he can't shout. Lu Shanmin Mu Ne is not good at refusing, others are embarrassed to refuse, one piece or two is a piece of two is a lottery, Xiao Nizi is the most picky, plus the mouth is sweet, usually give two more yuan, if anyone gives less, she will stand pitifully in place and not leave, until people give enough price, she smiled and turned away.

After writing the couplet every year, Lu Shanmin can receive a few yuan, the big black head is empty-handed, and Xiao Nizi can receive dozens of yuan.

But the three of them are very happy, Lu Shanmin is very accomplished, the big black head is a lively picture, of course, the happiest is Xiao Nizi, if there is anything in the world that can make her eyes shine, it is not the dazzling clothes and shoes in the mall, but money. There is no way, the children of the poor are in charge early, the old god stick is lazy to eat, Xiao Nizi has been running the house since she was very young, and she is not as reliable as Lu Shanmin and the big black grandfather.

The desk was cleaned up, and the four treasures of the study and the cut red paper were placed on it, just like back then, Xiao Nizi was grinding ink on the side, and the big black head was watching from the side. Although they don't have to send Spring Festival couplets this year, and they can't get half a dime, the two of them are as excited as they were back then.

Lu Shanmin rolled up his sleeves and dipped his pen in ink, "The winter snow flies, the green sun shines, and the sun is fragrant and fragrant." The spring thunder sounds, the war drums sound, and the flag is spread where the flowers bloom."

The big black-headed tiger has wide eyes, "Good"! "Well written"!

Xiao Nizi stared at this couplet with wide eyes, looked dazed, and hurriedly asked: "What does it mean, what does it mean, what does this couplet mean, why can't I understand it, the cyan sun, why haven't I seen it, and what does this character read, what flag?"

The big black head touched Xiao Nizi's head, and the big palm of Pu Fan could almost grab Xiao Nizi's entire head, "What the mountain people wrote is what we will do next year."

Xiao Nizi looked at Lu Shanmin blankly, "What does this have to do with killing the Nalan family?"

Lu Shanmin smiled, "Who told you not to study well, Qingyang refers to the sun in spring, and the word is pronounced 'Jing', Jingqi."

Xiao Nizi is still confused, "What do you mean"?

Lu Shanmin knew that he and Xiao Nizi were playing the piano to the cow, and he didn't necessarily understand it after explaining, so he said to the big black head: "Big black head, you can think of a horizontal criticism."

A trace of embarrassment flashed on the big black head's face, "I'm also at the junior high school level, so I'm not good at this kind of thing."

Lu Shanmin smiled, "It's okay, just think about one, you are the eldest brother, you have to think about it."

Looking at the big black head frowning and his eyes gurgling and rolling anxiously, Xiao Nizi giggled gloatingly on the side, "Big black head, you are not much better than me."

The big black head patted his head, "Horizontal criticism of 'winning the flag'".

"Good"!

Lu Shanmin picked up his pen again and wrote the four big characters of 'winning the flag' on the horizontal batch.

Xiao Nizi pouted, picked up the couplet and jumped out, "Paste the couplet".

Lu Shanmin and the big black head looked at each other and smiled, and began to hang lanterns, light incense, and burn paper money.

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The courtyard of the Zhu family was bustling and jubilant, with women helping in the kitchen, children chasing and playing in the yard, and men setting up two tables of mahjong in the hall.

Ye Zixuan was like a child, taking a group of nephews and nieces to play eagles and catch chickens in the yard, and she had a lot of fun.

If Ye Zixuan's appearance is the inheritance of Zhu Chunying, then there is no doubt that the IQ has been passed on by Ye Yichen, a genius who was famous in Tsinghua University back then, whether it is in reasoning or memory ability, it is not comparable to ordinary people. Although it is said that playing mahjong is seven points of luck and three points of strength, it is often those three points of strength that determine the outcome of the game.

Less than half an hour after being on the table, Ye Yichen killed the three parties with his own strength, and lost so much that Old Man Zhu blew his beard and glared. The old man fought all his life, whether before or after the founding of New China, whether it was on the battlefield in the flames of war, or in peacetime to engage in national construction, the most unconvincing thing was the word 'lose'. It is precisely the strength of this generation of old heroes who do not admit defeat that has led to the prosperity and strength of today's China. But playing mahjong is different, it's useless to admit defeat, you still have to lose, the more you don't admit defeat, the more you lose.

Zhu Jianguo is seventy years old, he has long since retired, as the son of the Zhu family, and he is a soldier, seeing that the old man lost his face is blue, he is a little worried that the old man is in a hurry, after all, he is in his nineties, and today is the New Year, losing money is a trivial matter, where to put his face if he loses face, he kicked Ye Yichen under the table, and glanced at him.

I don't know if most people with super high IQs have somewhat low EQ, anyway, Ye Yichen and Ye Zixuan, the father and daughter, have obviously not proportional to their EQ. But if Ye Yichen's EQ is higher, as the son-in-law of the Zhu family, he can mix better in the East China Sea, of course, if his EQ is higher, he will not vomit with Old Man Zhu for a lifetime, and only now can he be regarded as crossing the hurdle in his heart. Ye Yichen just glanced at Zhu Jianguo, didn't know whether he really didn't understand or fake, picked up the chicken that Old Man Zhu had just played, and pushed the pendulum down on the table.

"Dad, it's all a dragon."

Old Man Zhu pushed his reading glasses, pounced forward, "Let me see", and looked at Ye Yichen's cards one by one.

In the winter, the old man wiped his sweat, and counted the money to Ye Yichen with trembling hands. There are still words in his mouth, "It's not scientific, it's not scientific, I've never lost playing mahjong."

Sitting on Ye Yichen's right hand is Zhu Jianmin, the third elder of the Zhu family, who has just retired from the position of deputy secretary of the provincial party committee this year, and he naturally has already realized that the old man has blushed from losing, and he also kicked Ye Yichen under the table, and frequently winked at Ye Yichen.

Old Man Zhu looked at the three of them, "What are you doing with your eyebrows, partnering with my old man, no wonder I lost so much."

Zhu Jianmin smiled, "Dad, I lost no less than you."

"Eh, do you think my old man can't afford to lose, and you want to release water for me?"

Ye Zixuan's sweet voice sounded at the door.

Ye Zixuan walked into the hall with a bright face, "Grandpa, who are you going to be anxious about?"

Old man Zhu pretended to be aggrieved, "Zixuan, they all bullied me for being old, and they co-cheated me."

"You lost?" Ye Zixuan asked with a wink of eyes.

"If you lose, the dowry you left is about to be lost."

Ye Zixuan pretended to be angry and said to the other three: "Uncle, third uncle, Dad, you are too ignorant."

Zhu Jianguo coughed, thinking to himself that we are not sensible, obviously your father is not sensible.

Old man Zhu comforted, "It's still Zixuan who knows that she feels sorry for her grandfather."

"Of course, how can you win my dowry money."

Old Man Zhu's comforting expression froze on his face, "Ahem, you are distressed by your dowry."

"Of course not, ,,, also feel sorry for my grandfather." Saying that, he brought a stool and sat next to Old Man Zhu, "Grandpa, I will be your military advisor, and I will ensure that the three of them will be killed without leaving a piece of armor."

"Good!" Old Man Zhu was full of pride, just like when he heard that reinforcements were coming when he was surrounded by enemies on the battlefield on all sides, his fighting spirit was high.

Ye Zixuan picked up a chicken and looked at it, "Hey, this little bird is very cute, what is it for?"

In the kitchen, Zhu Chunying was humming a good New Year's song and washing the dishes, with a happy smile on her face.

Zhu Jianmin's wife He Yanli smiled: "Little sister, I haven't seen you so happy for many years."

Zhu Chunying smiled, "Third sister-in-law, I haven't been back for the New Year for a long time, of course I'm happy."

He Yanli smiled: "It's been a long time, since you married Ye Yichen, you haven't returned to your parents' house for the New Year." said and sighed, "It's been more than 20 years, Yichen has finally untied the knot in his heart, and since I met him, it was the first time I saw him playing mahjong with his family."

Zhu Chunying pulled her hair back, her face was full of smiles, "I don't know what the old man told him, I'm quite surprised."

"It's not necessarily what the old man said, since he is willing to come to Tianjing for the New Year this year, it means that he already has the idea of reconciliation in his heart, but his stinky temper is harder than the old man, since the old man gave the steps, he has lived in vain for more than fifty years if he doesn't know the fun."

Zhu Chunying knows her husband best, and naturally knows this, and it is precisely because she saw Ye Yichen's thoughts in the usual details that she took the initiative to go to Tianjing for the New Year this year, but she didn't expect it to be so smooth.

"Yes, more than 20 years have passed, Zixuan has grown up, and the family is finally harmonious."

He Yanli smiled, "We women, in fact, what we want is very simple, men are reliable, children are angry, just want to be reunited, harmonious, you, finally come out."

Zhu Chunying giggled, although she was fifty years old, her laughter was as pleasant as a girl, "It's still early, when Zixuan gets married, that is the merit is complete."

This chapter must be published to sigh.,1000 chapters.,It's scary to think about it.,As a rookie author.,It's the first time I've written a book.,I really didn't expect to write to this extent.。 I just write day by day, chapter by chapter, and before I know it, I write so much. Maybe as a reader friend, more than 1,000 chapters abound, but for me, it is worth sighing and remembering. Thank you for your support, and with your silent support, I have persevered in writing until now.