After solving the matter of forcibly pulling the marriage, the life of the small courtyard temporarily returned to tranquility.

Every day, Lu Heng still went out for a stroll. Every time I come back, I look quite rewarded. That expression, as if he had come to Jiangning City for the first time.

In fact, since Lu Heng woke up, he had a vague impression of Jiangning City in his mind. Presumably because of the symptoms of amnesia caused by rebirth. Maybe it's because the former owner of the body stays at home every day and goes out once in a while and is not interested in this worldly relationship.

Therefore, the impression of Jiangning City in my mind is not so clear.

After coming out of Zhang Ji Buzhuang, her sister-in-law Liu Qingqing never went out to look for a job again. Instead, she became a female celebrity at home. He said that he had saved up to a certain extent, and he went out to exchange some silver and came back.

For his sister-in-law's idea, Lu Heng did not agree or object. He came from an era when women were highly literate in later generations, so naturally he would not be like the people of this era, strictly forbidding his wife to show his head. In fact, he also knew that if his sister-in-law didn't do these things, it would be boring.

Every day I sit at home and watch spring go to autumn and flowers fall and bloom. Even if you are healthy in your heart, after a while, you will become Lin Daiyu.

Every night, looking at the shadow of the woman reflected on the window lattice of the west wing, the figure of the stitches and threads is actually quite happy. Just hearing the occasional silver bell-like laughter in the west wing, Lu Heng was very surprised.

Do you have such fun making embroidery flowers and birds every day?

Lu Heng would never know that Liu Qingqing laughed when he seemed to be concentrating on embroidery. In fact, I remembered that the embarrassment of my sister-in-law when she rolled out of the house like a ball of meat that day was really funny!

From my sister-in-law to the Liu family, I looked like the second in the world all day long, except for the queen's mother. In Liufu, almost no one dared to mess with her.

The sister-in-law's maiden family is also a powerful person, and it is said that the ancestor once served as the prefect of Liangguang. In the eyes of businessmen, such a status is indeed very high. Therefore, afraid of the power of his sister-in-law's family, the people of the Liu family had no choice but to swallow their anger and not be able to attack.

Unexpectedly, the arrogant sister-in-law was so frightened by her uncle that she crawled.

And oddly enough, the uncle did nothing. Just glanced at her and said a word out. The sister-in-law obediently rolled out.

I'm really happy!

Liu Qingqing was embroidering flowers and birds while wandering. Inadvertently, his finger was pricked by a needle, and a bright red bead of blood suddenly appeared on his slender white finger, Liu Qingqing was beautiful and slightly wrinkled, and gently held his finger in Sakura's lips and sucked.

"However, the look in his eyes that day was really scary!" Liu Qingqing stopped the female red in her hand, turned her head to look at the uncle who was bored building a snowman in the yard outside the window, and thought so in her heart.

At the end of the year, time felt like time had passed. Before you know it, three days have passed. The people by the Qinhuai River have hung lanterns full of New Year's flavor, and the sound of festive firecrackers has become dense.

Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is also the traditional Chinese New Year's Eve.

Early this morning, Lu Heng got up early. After exercising for a while, I took a broom out and cleaned up the debris and snow in the yard.

By the time the sun came up, the temperature had turned back slightly. Lu Heng returned to the house, and after washing his hands, he was ready to cut the red paper and write some Spring Festival couplets.

At this time, Liu Qingqing also got up. She walked in with a steaming bowl of ravioli. Seeing that Lu Heng was fiddling with a piece of red paper, measuring the distance, it seemed that he wanted to cut it out.

"Uncle wants to cut this red paper?" Liu Qingqing put the wonton on the table, walked over and asked softly.

Lu Heng turned his head and smiled at his sister-in-law: "Well, I want to cut it out and write a few couplets!" ”

"Uncle eats first, let's take care of these things!" Liu Qingqing smiled, rolled up her sleeves, revealed her white and tender wrists that deceived Frost Saixue, and took the red paper.

In the room, the stove was blazing. The temperature is warm. The faint fragrance on the woman's body was in the sense of smell of Lu Heng. Seeing the woman lying on the kang, revealing that charming curve. Lu Heng's face was a little hot. He coughed hurriedly and turned his gaze to the ravioli on the table.

In the morning, it was the time of fire. Seeing this bright spring scene, Lu Heng unconsciously lost his temper. Well, to be exact, there's some gaffe down there.

Lu Heng hurriedly sat down, lifted the front swing, hung it on that part, and then put his arm on Erlang's legs, diverted his attention, and began to taste the fragrant and hot wontons.

The rising sunlight shone in through the cracks in the window lattice, leaving patches of dappled light and shadow on the kang. The woman bit her lip slightly, with a charming pink on her pretty face, and there seemed to be joy and anger in the corners of her eyes.

It is said that a woman's sixth sense is very smart, and Liu Qingqing can naturally feel the eyes of her uncle Meng Lang just now. Moreover, I seem to have seen the part that I shouldn't see.

It's a shame!

How can Uncle be like this!

Liu Qingqing was angry and ashamed in her heart, and when she was distracted, she accidentally stepped on the red paper into a square.

"Yikes!" Seeing the red paper that had been cut messily by himself, Liu Qingqing Zou Ran withdrew his hand, sighed lightly, and exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Lu Heng, who was sitting by the stove and drinking soup with a snort, saw his sister-in-law suddenly scream, and thought that he had accidentally hurt himself. Hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked over and frowned and asked, "What's wrong, did you hurt yourself?" ”

Liu Qingqing had an embarrassed look on her face, pointed to the messy pieces of paper in front of her, and said embarrassedly, "No, no." It's just, you see, can these pieces of paper be used to write couplets? ”

"Hey, I thought you hurt yourself! Of course you can ......" Lu Heng said with a light smile, but after he cast his eyes on the pieces of paper on the kang, the corners of his mouth twitched twice: "This, although it is a little more difficult, but it can still be used!" ”

On the kang, there are pieces of paper of various shapes. There are round, square, long, irregular shapes. Well? How can there be a pair of ducks?

However, seeing his sister-in-law's embarrassed face, Lu Heng still held back his smile and didn't make fun of her again. Just groped his chin and nodded: "It works, it can still work!" ”

So, I went to the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and spread it out. Liu Qingqing helped grind on the side, and Lu Heng pinched the brush and began to write all kinds of small couplets.

On those long strips of small red paper, it is written that the six animals are prosperous, the purple air is soaring, the blessings are full of prosperity, and the door is full of joy. Then on those squares, the words of blessing were written one by one.

After doing all this, Lu Heng put down the brush and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at these small couplets. Then after telling Liu Qingqing where these things could be pasted, the embarrassment on Liu Qingqing's face eased slightly.

Then re-cropped, and after Lu Heng wrote five couplets. Liu Qingqing also made the paste for pasting.

The uncle and sister-in-law took the couplet paste one after the other and went out.

The scholar stood in front of the door and posted it, occasionally turning back and asking, is it right? The woman smiled and chuckled at the couplet. Then the scholar was busy moving the couplet.

On the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve of the third year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, it was like a pot of fragrant tea on the stove in winter, and the fragrance was pervasive.