The uncle and sister-in-law walked on the slippery road, and the scholars in front of them occasionally stopped. Squatting on the side of the road, picking up an object, and bargaining with the small vendors, in the end he shook his head and didn't buy it.

Liu Qingqing walked behind, quietly watching all this, her brows still unfurled.

Speaking from the heart, she was not used to Lu Heng's occasional frivolous words, but she could also see that the other party did not mean to be frivolous. Those words may just be the result of the surname.

Suddenly, Lu Heng in front of him stopped and looked back at himself. Liu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned her gaze to the side.

"Hey, there are people selling Spring Festival couplets at this time?" Lu Heng pointed to a small shop on the side of the road, looking puzzled. He turned his head, originally wanting to say it to Liu Qingqing. However, seeing that the other party obviously turned his head to the side, he was embarrassed, so he had to talk to himself.

"It's so weird!" The finished sentence finally made Liu Qingqing, who was in good spirits, couldn't help it, laughed, and when he saw the other party looking over again, he hurriedly cleaned up his face. replied lightly: "What's so strange, it's the Spring Festival in ten days, and it's normal to sell couplets now!" ”

During the Spring Festival, Lu Heng was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, since coming into this world. I've been living in a daze. Although I also have a job and an income. But it always feels like it's in a dream. The sudden rebirth, the ladies and talents floating in front of them, and the quiet Jiangning City. Everything was like a dream.

Just like the thin mist on the Qinhuai River that never seems to dissipate, the smoke and waves circulate, but it never shows its true face. Several times he thought that maybe one day, he would suddenly wake up from this unforgettable dream.

Then, everything will disappear.

A cold wind blew, and the slightest coolness poured into the neckline. Lu Heng Muran, who was in deep thought, came to his senses.

The cries of the small traders in my ears gradually became clear. The attic street, which looks like a refined fine brushstroke, has also been restored to its appearance.

It's the Spring Festival, no wonder the weather is so cold!

Lu Heng took a deep breath, and the cold air dispelled the trace of melancholy in his mind.

It's not a dream!

"What is Uncle thinking?" Unconsciously, Liu Qingqing had already walked to his side. Lu Heng turned his head and saw Liu Qingqing's beautiful face with a touch of melancholy. There was a slight warmth in my heart.

"Well, no. I was just thinking how fast time flies. In the blink of an eye, another year has passed! Lu Heng smiled faintly, yes, in a blink of an eye, he turned out to be a human being in two lives. Everything in the previous life may just be a dream. And now, it's my real life.

"Well, the concubine also thinks ah! A few years ago, when I went to the street with Mama Zhang, the concubine was still arguing to eat sugar gourds, and now, heh, I am already married to a wife! Liu Qingqing smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming in spring.

Lu Heng smiled: "Thinking of all these years, it's really like a world away!" ”

He said this casually, with a faint smile on his face. As if he remembered something, the look in his eyes was a little erratic.

"Uncle is different from before!" Liu Qingqing lowered her head and said softly.

Lu Heng smiled and sighed: "People always have to grow!" Hehe! ”

Feeling that the topic seemed to be a little heavy, Lu Heng scolded himself with a smile and said that he had nothing to do. It's the New Year, what are you talking about? Sentimental, just like the resentful woman of the family.

"I only learned today that the New Year is coming, just right, let's buy some New Year's goods and go back, and have a good New Year!" In memory, after the fall of the Lu family. The two of them moved to a cottage by the river, and it has always been deserted. There is never a New Year's Eve distinction, and the house is as cold as a dilapidated mountain temple where no one lives.

Lu Heng said that he would do it, and said a word to Liu Qingqing. The two of them walked towards the small shop that sold Spring Festival couplets.

Entering the store, Lu Heng was looking at the couplets on the side, while Liu Qingqing was standing there, raising his small cheeks, looking at the Spring Festival couplets hanging on the wall.

"The days increase and people increase life, why is there only Shanglian?" Liu Qingqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said to herself.

The boss on the side leaned over and said with a smile: "Madame doesn't know. This is a few days ago, a talented man came to the small shop and left a link. There have been a lot of people here in the past few days, but there is no good downlink! ”

Liu Qingqing smiled at the shopkeeper and asked softly, "Then, why didn't the scholar leave the next link?" ”

The shopkeeper scratched his head, and finally said with a sincere smile: "It's not that I don't want to stay, but at that time, after the scholar said the upper link, he couldn't come up with the next link after thinking about it for a long time." Little old man, I guess he can't come out! ”

At this time, Lu Heng on the side walked over, holding a golden ink in his hand, looked at it for a while and said, "The boss is also a smart person,

You hung this upright here, which brought both popularity and a good reputation. Boss, you've made a fortune! ”

The boss blushed and defended: "This son, you can't say that." Xiao Lao'er hung this couplet here just to let others come out. If Childe can match it, what Childe bought in the small store today, Little Lao'er will give it to you for nothing? ”

"Is that true?" Lu Heng looked at the shopkeeper with a smile and tilted his head and asked.

"A spit and a nail!" The shopkeeper held his chest high, looking impassioned.

"In that case!" Lu Heng groped his chin and thought about it, then raised his head and glanced at the couplet again, and nodded: "Since that's the case, then okay!" ”

"Uh, you, Childe, can you come out?" The shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

Liu Qingqing on the side also looked at Lu Heng in some surprise. She knows that Lu Heng may be good at handwriting, but if she wants to say that she has the talent of writing couplet poems, she is afraid that she does not have it. Now, looking at his breezy look, it seems that he has already made a bamboo in his chest.

Liu Qingqing was surprised in her heart, but also faintly looked forward to it.

"Try it!" Lu Heng smiled and said, "It should be about the same, this couplet, uh, it should be okay." Can the boss borrow pen and ink? ”

The shopkeeper let out a confused sigh and took the prepared pen and ink from the counter.

Lu Heng picked up the brush and dipped it in good ink. Breathing evenly, he stepped forward and stood still in front of the couplet.

The atmosphere in the store was a little depressing, including a few customers who came to the door held their breath and stared straight at the scholar in a gray cloth robe. And his pen that was frozen in mid-air.

Finally, when everyone was about to lose their breath, the scholar had an indifferent smile on his face, pinched the brush with his fingers, and dropped the pen calmly and powerfully.

The elegant calligraphy, the atmospheric and colorful block letters, and the handwriting that can be called a masterpiece, with the wandering of the pen end, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone is admiring, what a good hand. By the time I saw the downlink that appeared on the red paper, the voices had stopped.

Everyone just looked at the couplet quietly, and quietly looked at the scholar who had put away the brush. His eyes were full of surprise and shock.

"The days increase the years, the people increase the longevity, and the spring is full of blessings!" Liu Qingqing was on the side, following Lu Heng's elegant pen, and softly read out this perfect couplet.

After reciting this complete couplet silently in his heart again, Liu Qingqing looked at Lu Heng, who had a complicated look in his eyes, and began to choose free things in the small shop with a proud face, sighed slightly in his heart.

This sentence is downlinked, and the atmosphere is magnificent. And it is extremely artistic conception, and it exhausts people's beautiful expectations for the future during the Spring Festival. Moreover, whether it is literary style or artistic conception, it is excellent. The atmosphere of this Chinese New Year is fully revealed. Or even to the next level.

Liu Qingqing was a little worried and a little scared.

She felt that she insisted on letting Lu Heng go to the palace to work, and it seemed that it was really a mistake.

Perhaps, the uncle can really succeed in the exam and be named on the gold list. But, now, everything is ......

Liu Qingqing raised her head, her gaze moving with Lu Heng's smiling face. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to say it.

At this time, a clear applause suddenly broke in at the door, and Liu Qingqing hurriedly cleaned up her mood. Looking up, I saw a noble man in a white robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at the couplet on the wall with a smile on his face, clapping his hands and praised: "Good couplet, good right, good artistic conception!" ”