"Brother, you wait for me!"

When Zhang Feng and the others bought incense candles, Xiaoyue also carried the roast duck and chased after them with a smile.

"You should hurry up, my eldest brother and I are holding so many things!" Zhang Yi turned around and urged.

"Hehe, brother, you also bought fireworks!" The little girl said with a smile when she saw the fireworks in Zhang Feng's hand.

Thinking of being able to set off fireworks during the New Year, the little girl was very happy. At this time, I was already fantasizing about the beauty of fireworks.

Brilliant fireworks, soaring into the sky, blooming the most beautiful colors in the sky, although the beauty of fireworks is only for a moment, but also desirable, intoxicating.

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After carrying their things to the car and putting them away, the three of them walked towards the vegetable market again.

"Big brother, did we forget to buy Spring Festival couplets just now?" Zhang Yi suddenly asked.

"Hehe, it's okay, there is red paper at home, just write it myself when I go back." "I haven't written for a long time, and Zhang Feng also has some itchy hands.

In the past, when my grandfather was still there, not only the Spring Festival couplets at home were written by his old man, but even the villagers in the whole village would ask him for help.

Even now, Zhang Feng faintly remembers the scene at that time, every year on the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the family is extremely lively, the villagers take red paper, go to the house to ask grandpa to write the Spring Festival, almost stepping on the threshold of the family.

Now the Spring Festival couplets are all over the street, a pair of couplets is only four or five yuan, and it is also printed with a variety of beautiful patterns, and then sprinkled with gold dust, which is much better than what they write on red paper, so everyone is willing to pay for it.

However, the Spring Festival couplets written by yourself seem to be more meaningful, writing Spring Festival couplets and pasting Spring Festival couplets, isn't this the fun of the Spring Festival?

"Brother, when the time comes, you can help my family write a pair!" Zhang Yi is very clear about his eldest brother's handwriting, which is just like a calligrapher on TV, every time he sees it, he feels unclear.

"Okay, no problem, I'll write it when I get back later. Zhang Feng smiled.

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When Zhang Feng and the others came to the vegetable market to find others, everyone had already bought a lot of things, and his mother and Zhang Lin were carrying five or six bags in their hands.

"Xiaofeng, come on, help us move our things to the car!" Seeing her son arrive, Wang Guilan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise it would be really a torture to carry things and squeeze around in the crowded crowd.

"Got it, Mom!"

In this way, the brothers Zhang Feng and Zhang Yi became coolies, and the two looked at each other bitterly, carrying large bags of pork and vegetables to the parking lot.

"Hee-hee......" Zhang Yue laughed gloating when she saw the 'tragic encounter' between the two.

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Everyone was busy for a morning, and finally all the New Year's goods were purchased, and finally Zhang Feng had to admire the foresight of the second uncle and drove a truck, otherwise so many New Year's goods, the trunk of the SUV would not be able to be loaded three times larger.

"Do you have anything else to buy? rest for a few more minutes and we'll go back!" the second uncle asked everyone as they sat on the edge of the parking lot to rest.

Everyone thought about it, then shook their heads,

"By the way, I still have to buy bones for Da Hei and Xiao Hei!" Suddenly Zhang Feng remembered his promise, if he returned home with an empty watch, the two little things would definitely ignore him for several days.

These two little ancestors are the treasures of the family, the pistachios in the hearts of their mothers and sisters and sisters.

"Then you go quickly, Big Black and Little Black like to eat bones the most!"

No, hearing that she was going to buy something for the two dogs, her mother hurriedly urged.

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, who is her precious son. It seems that he really sent it with a phone bill.

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When I got home, I simply ate a bowl of noodles, and the family began to busy sorting out the ingredients.

Wash the vegetables and food that you won't have time to prepare tomorrow and put them in the refrigerator so that you can use them tomorrow.

The family of five was busy until more than four o'clock in the afternoon, when all the ingredients were sorted out.

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Zhang Feng stretched, "Little sister help me wipe the table, I'm going to write Spring Festival couplets soon." ”

"Hmph, it's all day long, as if I'm the maid of the family!" the little girl was angry, but she still took the rag and quickly wiped the desk clean.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng suddenly smiled bitterly, as long as you are still a maid, I think it is almost the same as the eldest lady.

But who made this little girl the youngest in the family, is the little princess of the family, the mother's heart.

Shaking his head, Zhang Feng walked towards the study.

The room at the back of the hall has been transformed into a study by Zhang Feng, which not only contains the books left by his grandfather, but also some ordinary classics in the mountain temple have been placed here by Zhang Feng.

A long desk with the four treasures of the study,

The study is surrounded by several wooden bookshelves filled with books.

From the drawer of the desk, I found a few pieces of red paper, which I bought on the Internet half a month ago, and I was going to write Spring Festival couplets at that time.

After finding all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Zhang Feng walked towards the courtyard.

"Zhang Lin, help me grind the ink!"

"Okay, brother" Zhang Lin nodded silently, and skillfully grinded it in the inkstone with the ink ingot.

Speaking of which, Zhang Lin also learned calligraphy for a period of time, when the grandfather had not passed away, the old man liked to see writing in his spare time, and by the way, he also taught his grandchildren, so in addition to the little sister, several other people in the family were taught by the old man.

Moving the table to the yard, cutting out the red paper, and pressing one end of the red paper with a paperweight, Zhang Feng took a deep breath, picked up the brush, and began to write.

I saw Zhang Feng's movements like flowing water, the pen walked between the dragon and the snake, and the majestic brush words jumped on the paper.

Shanglian: Green bamboo is different from its three-point scene

Downlink: Red plum is reporting the spring of ten thousand families

Horizontal batch: Spring returns to the earth

Shanglian: Spring is everywhere

Downlink: Thousands of rivers and mountains are full of brilliance

Horizontal batch: Vientiane update

Zhang Feng wrote two couplets in a row, one of his own and one from his second uncle's family.

"Wow! Brother's handwriting is so good, if only I could write so beautifully!" The little girl looked at Zhang Feng's words, her eyes lit up, and she was envious.

Although Zhang Yue doesn't know much about calligraphy, but beautiful things have something in common, even a layman can see that Zhang Feng's characters are indeed very beautiful, not only majestic, but also full of muscles and bones, full of calligraphy charm.

"Hehe, as long as you keep practicing for a few years, you should be able to write so well. Zhang Feng smiled and said.

"Well, forget it! I don't have enough time to study every day, so how can I have time to practice calligraphy?" the little girl shook her head, and said in a serious nonsense.

Hearing his sister's words, Zhang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes, this girl is really irresponsible, since the holiday, she has been reading for more than three hours on any day.

"You girl is really ............" Even my mother couldn't help but shake her head when she heard it.

I have to say that this girl is very smart, but her attitude is not very down-to-earth, her nature is jumpy, playful, and she is sixteen years old, and she still looks like she hasn't grown up.