Moved the small square table at home to the board car, put the couplet in a wooden box and carried it together, brought pen and ink and rope clips, Yu Xiling and Grandpa Yu were ready to set off for the county seat before dawn.

This time, they are not doing business in the town, they are going to the county seat.

Outside the county bank, on the street where the heavy snow stopped at the beginning, a nylon rope was pulled between the two big trees, and then the couplet written by Grandpa Yu was hung, and the table was set up with pen and ink, and Yu Xiling's Spring Festival couplet stall was opened.

At seven o'clock in the morning, there were no pedestrians on the main street, Yu Xiling stomped his feet, pulled his hat and asked Grandpa Yu, "Master, are you cold, why don't you go to the bank to sit and hide from the wind." ”

At this time, there was no air conditioning in the bank hall, but at least there was no wind inside, so it wouldn't be as cold as outside.

Grandpa Yu's heart is hot, where will he feel cold, Grandpa Yu prefers to write couplets than selling tofu, and it is more than selling tofu to collect money, more of the feelings in his heart.

At that time, life was even more difficult than now, and they went to school for two years in their lives, and at that time they were hard, and they wanted to study so badly, but the family was poor and couldn't even eat, where could they still provide for their children to go to school, and the situation was unstable, and survival was a problem.

When herding cattle, it is really a matter to go to the school to steal school, Grandpa Yu relied on strong perseverance, a little bit of stealing self-study, picking up the waste pen that others don't want, begging grandma to cut the hardest hair on the pig's body to make a pen, write homework for the young master of the landlord's family, in exchange for some straw paper or old textbooks to study.

There is no calligraphy and no famous teacher, just by peeking at the calligraphy on the calligraphy of other children's calligraphy, he practiced with Qing Shui, until he was bumped into by the master in the school by chance, and was instructed by the master a few times.

"It's not cold, I'll practice first when no one is around." Hot to hot, Grandpa Yu is still very nervous.

Everyone in the village knows that he writes well with a brush, and he will come to the house to ask for couplets when he is old, but that is human affection, and now he has to write couplets in front of the public.

Saying that he would practice, Grandpa Yu took out a pair of empty couplets, pressed them with the long whetstones at home, and brewed them carefully.

Yu Xiling is not worried at all, Yu Jianguo gave a gift to Grandpa Yu in his previous life, and even Qiao Zhiliang's grandfather praised Grandpa Yu's handwriting so well.

Grandpa Qiao is the old principal of the county No. 1 middle school and the calligrapher of their province.

"Well written!" The first person to be attracted was a middle-aged man who rode a bicycle to work, and he didn't know how long he watched on the side, until he spoke out Yu Xiling didn't look away from Grandpa Yu's pen and immediately greeted him with a smile.

"All the best, the blessing is coming, the auspicious stars are coming, the wealth is coming in a row, do you want to buy the Spring Festival couplets and go back." Yu Xiling opened her mouth to report the couplets that Grandpa Yu was writing, and by the way pointed to the various Spring Festival couplets hanging on the nylon rope.

"There's also here, see which one is the most pleasing to your heart."

The little girl's face was red from the cold, and the words she said were auspicious and good, and the middle-aged man jumped out of the car in a very good mood, and walked to the hanging couplets one by one, and the couplets were also well written, how to say it? It's especially close to life.

"It's all written now?"

"Well, it's all written by my grandfather who stayed up late in the past two days, look at this ......" A single business was quickly completed, and Yu Xiling specially sent a blessing word and a red joint with the stove pigsty.

Time passed little by little, and the number of people on the street gradually increased, and it was not yet a few years later, and there were not many people in their small county town who wrote Spring Festival couplets on the street, and soon gathered around to see strange people.

There were more people who started to watch and fewer people who bought it, Grandpa Yu was still nervous at first, and he gradually calmed down after being commented on a lot, and took a break after writing a pair to help Yu Xiling greet guests.

Seeing a pair of couplets written with my own eyes, and then look at the four corners of the print and the red red couplets with gold on a red background, many people's intentions moved, the family is going to paste the Spring Festival couplets anyway, and there is no difference between buying now and buying the day after tomorrow, except for the gold characters, the ink is written and there seems to be no difference between others.

Especially the little girl smiled happily, which pair to read out, many grandfathers and grandmothers who had not been to the school were coaxed to be happy, and there were many partners, and they took it directly after a little price, and after a while, Yu Xiling's business was hot, if she hadn't prepared a lot in advance, it was estimated that Grandpa Yu would have to write it now.

Of course, it's not that there is no requirement to write it directly, it's still the kind that makes a pair by himself, and Yu Xiling is satisfied one by one.

There are those children who are eager to try, and Yu Xiling also took out uncut paper and wrote it for them to play.

Finally waiting for a wave of people to disperse, Yu Xiling looked for a couplet from the box and was about to fill in the short sale on the nylon rope, and a pair of brown old fur shoes with fresh shoe polish suddenly appeared in his sight, "Look at the couplet, I'll give you what you want...... Joe, Zhiliang? ”

Sixteen-year-old Qiao Zhiliang is already very tall, wearing black corduroy trousers, straight and slender legs, his hands are in the pockets of a fur-collared leather jacket, a pair of earmuffs are hung on his ears, his facial features are delicate and his skin is white and tender, he looks like a city man at first glance.

He doesn't look like Ye Tingfang, he should be more like Qiao Aiguo, who died early.

"Hmm." Qiao Zhiliang glanced at Yu Xiling, responded lightly, and returned his attention to the hanging couplet, Grandpa Qiao also came over, talking to Grandpa Yu on the side.

Yu Xiling never expected to meet Qiao Zhiliang after being reborn, but it would be in such a situation, she stood up, and pulled the old flower cotton jacket that Grandma Yu was afraid that she would put on her cold, and was annoyed why she didn't put on the newly made cotton jacket when she went out.

Although it is the same earth, it is new after all, there are no patches, and it looks clean and neat.

"Xiling, has you grown taller and fatter?" When Grandpa Qiao saw Yu Xiling, he immediately beckoned her and called her over.

Yu Xiling glanced at Qiao Zhiliang, who was still reading the couplet, and walked quickly to the small table. "Hello Grandpa Qiao, Happy New Year, I wish you an early year."

In addition to making tofu, most of the time she spent sleeping and sleeping more, coupled with the improvement of living conditions, she grew taller and fatter unconsciously.

She is taller than Yu Jianguo, and she is only twelve years old and nearly one meter six, but her current weight is normal among her peers, and she used to be too thin.

"Okay, Xiling's mouth is sweeter than before." In the past, she was a little girl who was introverted and afraid of life, Grandpa Qiao said to Grandpa Yu with a smile, took out a red envelope from his pocket as he spoke, and forced it into Yu Xiling's hand, "New Year's money, take it." ”

Yu Xiling couldn't push it and had to receive it in his pocket, Grandpa Qiao saw the pen and ink on the table, and he was a little itchy for a while, and he started to write while talking to Grandpa Yu.

Qiao Zhiliang looked around along the nylon rope, and also stood on the side of the small table, standing next to Yu Xiling, watching his grandfather write.

As soon as he got closer, Yu Xiling smelled the fragrance of laundry detergent, which was very faint but very aggressive, and her attention was suddenly scattered, and her palms gradually became wet.

In her last life, she liked Qiao Zhiliang.

Loved many, many years.

originally thought that when she saw Qiao Zhiliang again, her heart would not fluctuate at all, after all, she is no longer the real twelve years old, not the Yu Xiling who always holds unrealistic illusions.

But it was useless, and her heart was pounding again.

Yu Xiling felt that she was quite unproductive, she had lived for more than 30 years in her previous life, how could she see that Qiao Zhiliang, who was still a teenager, was so nervous, was it because she only liked him alone from beginning to end in her previous life?

Obviously, after such a long time to meet again, there was no half-point, and Qiao Zhiliang was just like this, how could he be tempted by such a hairy boy back then.

"Don't take a break from school next year, go to school." After looking at it for a while, Qiao Zhiliang spoke.

Yu Xiling was stunned, and it took a long time to realize that he was talking to himself, but he was still talking about going to school, Yu Xiling didn't want to talk about it, and responded vaguely, "Hmm." ”

Qiao Zhiliang turned his head to look at her, only to see the top of her dark hair, Yu Xiling lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

The two fell silent again.

Grandpa Qiao gave the couplet he wrote to Grandpa Yu, and picked a few couplets from the stall, and forced to pay before leading Qiao Zhiliang away.

"You can rest assured to go to school, I don't dare to go too far with me Nuan Nuan." Before leaving, Qiao Zhiliang stood in front of Yu Xiling and explained to her, his eyes were firm and unquestionable. "Don't be afraid."

Ye Nuannuan?

Yu Xiling suddenly realized that there is only one school in the town, and the primary school and junior high school are next to each other, she is the same age as Ye Nuannuan, but Ye Nuannuan is in the sixth grade this year and will soon be promoted to middle school.

Usually in school, Yu Jianguo always told her to take good care of Ye Nuannuan, saying that she was taking care of her, but in fact, she was more like Ye Nuannuan's follower, and she was always used as a joke by Ye Nuannuan and bullied.

They usually start school late, but there are really not many people like her who are still in the fourth grade at the age of twelve, and because she is tall, she is always mistaken for a repeater, but in fact she is the first in the grade until she drops out.

But even though she was the first, she was sacrificed when it was time to die.

If it weren't for Qiao Zhiliang talking about it, she wouldn't have remembered these things, where could the small struggles in school be worth half the hard work of entering the society for the first time, and the memories have been beautified by her as time goes by.

After the fourth grade in her last life, Ye Nuannuan really didn't bully her anymore, at that time she always thought that she was preparing for the junior high school entrance examination, Yu Xiling looked at Qiao Zhiliang, did you do something in it?

"Ah Liang!" A teenager suddenly ran out of the bank, ran over and hung directly on Qiao Zhiliang's shoulder, his tone was affectionate and excited, "I can actually meet you here, do you know that I came back today and came to me on purpose?" ”

As soon as the wheat-skinned tall boy saw Qiao Zhiliang, he smiled with a mouthful of big white teeth, and shouted very intimately, with a very short board inch erected spiritually, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright, as if decorated with starlight.

As he spoke, he saw Yu Xiling standing in front of Qiao Zhiliang, grinning, his eyes slightly bent, "Which little girl is this, come, call brother." ”

"......" Yu Xiling.

"Don't make a fuss!" Qiao Zhiliang's eyes were also full of smiles, obviously he was also in a very happy mood when he saw this young man, and pulled the person off his shoulder, "Speak well, Yu Xiling, my ...... A younger sister. ”

Younger sister......