The colder it gets at the end of the year, the Meng family's dyeing and weaving workshops have been suspended, and they have sent out several New Year's rewards to send the workers home for the New Year. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info tenants and the servants in the house, the shopkeepers in the restaurant, are also sent home if they can go home, and those who can't go home must stay to work, and the wages of the first month of the lunar month are doubled, and there is another red envelope.

Twenty-three sacrificial stoves, twenty-four dust-sweeping, twenty-five tofu ...... Twenty-eight handfuls of facial hair, twenty-nine sacrifices to ancestors, and thirty reunions and celebrations.

In Meng's mansion, the father and daughter faced the table, listening to the bustle outside, it was a bit desolate and desolate. Meng Yue wanted to say, "Daddy, you can find me a stepmother again", but thinking that Master Meng was going to spray her face, "Do you have a conscience, how long has your mother gone, you just find a stepmother to come back, are you worthy of your mother?"

Thinking about it like this, Meng Yue could only be silent, with the goddess's wife first, Master Meng really couldn't pretend to be someone else in his eyes. Meng Yue didn't speak, but Master Meng spoke: "Nian Nian, drink a cup with you for your father, I hope you will marry Wenhe as soon as possible and have a few children, and our family will be able to live a lively life." ”

Meng Yue: If you want to say this, I can only persuade you, or hurry up and find a continuation and give me a few younger brothers and sisters, that would be more reliable.

How can she say what she thinks in her heart, she can only raise her glass and drink: "I wish my father good health next year, all the best, smooth sailing, and peace and security." ”

"Lend you good words. Master Meng had another drink.

After eating the reunion dinner, you have to keep the New Year, Meng Yue sacrificed the big killer of the horse hanging, Chunliu Xifang and Jiang Cao, a few maids, have already become brand spirits. There is nothing in these maids that can't win the young lady, can't win the master's rules, they can win if they can, and they can afford to lose.

Master Meng was pushed to occupy a seat, a few laps touched down on the hand, the card wind was so smooth that Meng Yue wanted to cry, nearly thirty rounds of cards, she didn't even have a game, but also a little cannon: "You don't bring this, as much as my family eats, I have lost more than a dozen taels of silver." ”

Master Meng, who won almost ten taels, smiled and said: "There is no father and daughter on the gambling table, every year, if you want to gamble, you have to lose." ”

"Hey, you're bullying me. "It's not nonsense, how can you have the strength to fight, and after losing a few more games, Meng Yue got up and called Jiang Cao to sit down.

Jiang Cao was the one who did not give in, she also won three games in a row as soon as she sat down, Meng Yue did not believe in evil, sat down and touched a few laps, but she didn't expect it to be a loser. In the end, she simply didn't want to play, thinking about eating some money to buy and winning, but in the end, whoever bought lost loses, and was finally driven to the side by the four families of the south, east, and west to eat the fruit.

Master Meng said with relief while touching the cards: "People often say that if you are disappointed in the casino, you will find it elsewhere to make up for it. ”

Meng Yue: "Every year is not good, you want red envelopes, big red envelopes, otherwise you won't get better." ”

Master Meng pushed with both hands, and nodded again and again with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you later." ”

After more than a dozen rounds of cards were touched, when they approached, the servants had prepared firecrackers and waited for Master Meng to light them. When the bell rang from the north, Master Meng held the incense stick, lit the firecrackers, and the crackling sound resounded throughout the house, and the sound of firecrackers in the city resounded into a happy New Year.

The next day, most families do not need to go to Master Meng in person, just send servants to pay tribute, but in the official office, Master Meng needs to visit in person. But it's just a matter of half an hour, Master Meng went early, returned early, and said to Meng Yue when he came back: "Chai Xun's bacon is like the errand from the capital, and if there is still the county order, I will send some more." ”

"There's also a room, send it, send it, by the way, I have to keep a few more of the scented goose, I love to eat this." "Xiangjiang's lavender is not released, and it can be eaten slowly in the freezer in modern times, and there is an ice cellar in Mengfu, but the smell of lavender is heavy. Whether the ice in summer is used to cool or frozen fruits to eat, a store of bacon will inevitably be stained with the smell of smoke.

Master Meng asked the steward to take care of it, and sent a cart of bacon over, and the pigs raised in the village slaughtered the bacon at home, and it didn't cost any money. The errand is willing to ask, Master Meng is naturally willing to give it, give a gift, it is important to give it right, not in the expensive and low.

The second day of the second year of junior high school is the day when the daughters-in-law of each family return to the door, and Meng Yue's foreign family is far away in Huainan, so Meng Yue can't go to the foreign house. Idle, Meng Yue and Master Meng pondered the artwork of weaving flowers together, she couldn't always eat the old book, she had to learn something new. Mrs. Meng left a lot of paintings, and Master Meng pointed out from the side what kind of changes would occur when Meng Yue's various patterns were woven onto the cloth.

After grinding for half a month, Meng Yue touched the doorway, and Master Meng invited Meng Yue back to a female teacher who was good at painting, not only teaching her to draw all kinds of patterns, but also teaching some characters to paint landscape paintings. Meng Yue originally had a bit of a foundation, but he was not born in the Academy of Fine Arts, even if he studied art history, he could only enter after the art examination.

"A Meng's paintings are closer to the Wumen school of painting, quite in the style of Shen Zhou. Shen Zhou here refers to Shen Zhou and Zhou Chen, both of whom are representatives of the Wumen School of painting, and Tang Yin studied painting under these two.

The enlightenment of Meng Yue's painting did start from the Wumen painting school, so it is not surprising that the female teacher can see that compared with the famous artists, Meng Yue's paintings are not so open and sparse, and the pen power is naturally not enough. However, there is no loss in structure and artistic conception, the former is acquired learning, and the latter is the aura of talent.

It's just that Meng Yue never felt that she had any talent in painting, and said with a smile: "It's really a little difficult for Mr., I paint like this, you can still see the Wumen School of painting." ”

"Qingli is leisurely, the attitude is clear, although the pen is lost, but the intention is not bad. Ah Meng must have worked hard in his early years, but he lost it for a long time. The female teacher Xi spoke to the point, directly to the point of Meng Yue.

Meng Yue: The best painting skills in my life are the year of the art exam!

When it was time to leave, the female teacher Xi and Meng Yue said: "Tomorrow on the first night of the New Year, Meng might as well go and see the lanterns, this year's lanterns are in Pudu Temple." Pudu Temple Lamei blooms very well, where the painter, it is always right to go out and walk more, and when Ameng Shangyuan returns from appreciating the flowers and watching the lanterns, he must be able to draw a good painting. ”

Shangyuan, lanterns, temples, Lamei, Meng Yue nodded and pondered for a long time, but he didn't figure out any picture scrolls, but he was stuffed with bloody episodes. From ancient times to the present, watching lanterns and visiting temple fairs are places where it is easy to have X feelings.

Meng Yue put on a serious face in the mirror, but he couldn't suppress the excitement in his eyes, he didn't read TV or novels, he rubbed some stories or accidents to see the right to be entertained: "Xifang, go and send posts to each house with me, and invite the little beauties to enjoy the plum blossoms in Pudu Temple tomorrow." ”

The county magistrate also has a little beauty, and she doesn't have any official ladies' shelves, and she gets along very well with the little beauties of the local tyrants, so Meng Yue naturally has to go to the post. The little beauty of the county order family received it, and immediately wanted to pack up, but Meng Yue's post came a little late, tomorrow is Shangyuan, and the post will come at dusk today, which is really a bit of a hurry.

A little noise spread to the other end, and Guo Yun asked the little guy, "What's the matter?"

"The Meng family came to the post to invite the young lady to enjoy the flowers and watch the lights tomorrow, the post came late, and the servant woman was urging to prepare the carriage and horse wine. ”

Wang Li: Drinks!