After a few teas, An Su saw that Xiang Hui had no intention of leaving, and was pondering whether to issue an eviction order. She found that after this period of getting along, she didn't hate Xianghui as much as before. It's just that she really doesn't like Xiang Hui to appear in her house, but he can make her mother happy, which is what makes her entangled.

In fact, at the beginning, Xiang Hui didn't plan to stay at An Su's house all afternoon, but seeing that He Xiangnuan didn't leave, he was also ready to continue to sit and chat with He Xiangnuan, and at the same time, he also hoped that An Suneng would occasionally insert a few words. It's just that Ansu has been silent, quietly drinking tea. Only when He Xiangnuan asked her did he answer one or two sentences. Xiang Hui was somewhat disappointed in his heart, but he also felt that An Su no longer rejected him as much as he did at the beginning, so as long as she didn't give an eviction order, he would be cheeky and lie here.

People are like that, they have to make inches.

Xiang Hui looked at the deserted room, his heart moved, and he said to An Su with a smile: "Your Spring Festival couplets haven't been posted yet." ”

An Su replied: "Since I moved in, I haven't posted Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year." ”

Seeing her talk, Xiang Hui was happy in his heart, and said: "Sticking Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters have a New Year's atmosphere!" Do you want to buy some small lanterns, window grilles or something to decorate, so that it looks more festive and Aunt Hui looks happier. ”

Ansu, who was about to refuse, heard the last sentence and felt that it made sense. When I was a child, my grandparents always happily pasted Spring Festival couplets and door gods on the door, and then all the doors were pasted with the word Fu. Such memories can always warm her heart.

He Xiangnuan immediately proposed that he go to buy Spring Festival couplets.

Xiang Hui said: "Why don't you write it yourself, it's more interesting." ”

An Su looked at Xiang Hui's enthusiastic appearance, and then remembered that he was good at calligraphy. But why does she think this person is a bit anti-client? Thinking of this, she couldn't help frowning.

He Xiangnuan also agreed to write Spring Festival couplets by himself. An Su saw that Xiang Nuan was also interested, so he agreed. The three of them said they would do it.

At this time, Liu Hui woke up and heard that they were so happy to write Spring Festival couplets that they wanted to come out to join in the fun.

He Xiangnuan bought red paper, An Su found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the three of them began to write Spring Festival couplets. Liu Hui smiled and watched the three young people busy, He Xiangnuan cut paper, An Su studied ink, and Xiang Hui lifted the pen.

Xiang Hui wrote three blessing words in a row, which won He Xiangnuan's appreciation, and Liu Hui happily said three good words in a row. Liu Hui's continuous praise made him grin.

An Su looked at the three Fu characters, still vigorous and powerful, it seems that Xiang Hui has not abandoned calligraphy over the years. Thinking of He Xiangnuan's handsome and free calligraphy, he asked with a smile: "You don't show your hand?" ”

Xiang Hui listened and looked at He Xiangnuan depressedly. Obviously, he proposed to write the Spring Festival couplets by himself. But he didn't expect that it was you who proposed it, but it doesn't mean that you wrote it. His hand holding the pen tightened, and his expression was like a child who had been deprived of the qualification to perform on stage by the teacher, feeling aggrieved but afraid to make a sound.

He Xiangnuan smiled and said, "Xiang Hui writes so well, let him write." Spring Festival couplets or font unity is good. I'll take care of the post later. ”

Ansul agrees with this.

Xiang Hui happily counted the doors in the house, even the bathroom door, and prepared to paste each door. As soon as I put pen to paper, I heard Ansu say to her mother, "Mom, you don't know. Xiang Nuan is a wonderful person, an all-rounder of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea. ”

Liu Hui listened and looked at He Xiangnuan with a smile.

He Xiangnuan smiled slightly, lowered his head and cut the paper seriously.

Xiang Hui, who was ignored on the side, looked at the three people chatting happily on the side, feeling that they were like a family, the picture was so warm, and no matter how he looked at it, he was a superfluous person. Thinking like this, he put down his pen, feeling very uncomfortable.

As soon as He Xiangnuan looked up, he saw Xiang Hui looking at them in a daze, and he smiled and asked, "Why didn't you write it?" ”

Xiang Hui reacted and asked Liu Hui with a smile: "Aunt Hui, how do you say the Spring Festival couplets at the gate are written?" ”

Liu Hui replied with a smile: "Whatever, just be auspicious." ”

Ansu said, "Mom, it's up to you to decide." ”

Liu Hui thought for a while and said: "In the past, your grandparents paid the most attention to pasting Spring Festival couplets, so let's write them according to what they used to write." Do you remember? ”

An Su thought for a while and said: "It seems that the upper link: celebrate the New Year every year, the lower link: celebrate the festival and the year is safe, and the horizontal criticism: the New Year is auspicious." ”

Liu Hui nodded.

This is the most ordinary Spring Festival couplet, but it is also the biggest wish of ordinary people.

After cutting the paper, He Xiangnuan sat on the side and quietly cut the window flowers.

"Xiang Nuan, I didn't expect you to cut paper, what a clever young man." Liu Hui looked at He Xiangnuan, and liked this young man in her heart, if he could take care of An Su for a lifetime, she would be relieved.

He Xiangnuan smiled and said: "When I was a child, my mother taught me. I haven't done it for many years, and I'm rusty. ”

Liu Hui had the heart to inquire about He Xiangnuan's family situation, but Xianghui was present.

Xiang Hui had just finished writing the Spring Festival couplets, and before he could paste them, he was called home by his mother's phone. On the phone, his mother's tone was not good, and he had to go home obediently.

Seeing Xiang Hui's back leaving in a hurry, He Xiangnuan sighed lightly, picked up the Spring Festival couplets, window flowers and pasted them with Ansu.

After a busy afternoon, I finally decorated the house in a New Year's atmosphere. Ansu looked back in the direction of the sofa and found that her mother had fallen asleep again at some point, her head hanging on the pillow. She went back to her room and brought a blanket and gently covered her mother. Seeing that the corners of her mother's mouth were still smiling, she looked at it in a daze. Come to think of it, my mother is happy today. In this way, she is in a much better mood.

An Suliu He Xiangnuan had dinner, and he was not polite. While Ansu was preparing dinner in the kitchen, he cleaned up the house briefly, and washed the fruit he brought and put it on the coffee table. Then, after thinking about it, he took out the candy box and filled it with candy biscuits. In this way, there is a very New Year's atmosphere in the house. He did this qiē very naturally, as if he was the male owner of this room.

When he was done, he found that Liu Hui had woken up and was looking at him with a smile.

Liu Hui beckoned to him.

There were only the two of them in the living room, and it was a good time to talk. Liu Hui asked about He Xiangnuan's family situation, and he answered them one by one. She was very pleased with the lad, but she was a little puzzled. That is a man with such good conditions, who is over 30 years old and has not yet started a family, is there any problem in this? She pondered in her heart for a long time, and finally asked.

He Xiangnuan said lightly: "I just want to find a like-minded person to live my life, and I would rather lack than excess." ”

Liu Hui asked him: "To be honest, do you like our family Ansu?" ”

He Xiangnuan has never confessed his feelings to anyone, in the past, when others asked him, although he didn't admit it, he didn't deny it, but at this moment, facing An Su's mother, he nodded without hesitation.

Liu Hui sighed and said, "I know very well my daughter, she has a paranoid personality. Such an extreme personality is easy to hurt others and hurt yourself. It's not easy to be around her, is it? ”

He Xiangnuan smiled and shook his head.

"It's rare that you've been with her for many years, and you can see that she has feelings for you. It's just that she blindly immersed herself in the past without knowing it. I'm sure she'll finally understand one day. As she spoke, Liu Hui took He Xiangnuan's hand, "I'm relieved to have you by her side." I gave her to you! ”

He Xiangnuan covered his other hand and said seriously: "If she wants, I will take good care of her for the rest of her life." ”

Liu Hui nodded with satisfaction.