Chapter 341

After dinner in the evening.

Song Xiulian suddenly came out of the house with a stack of red paper.

Qin Jiujiu stretched out his head and glanced at it, and Song Xiulian took the initiative to explain, "I went out to find Uncle Wu to write a few words, this is not the New Year, our family is also going to paste Spring Festival couplets." ”

Qin Jiujiu suddenly smiled.

Hold Song Xiulian's hand and pull Song Xiulian to sit down by the kang.

said with a smile, "Where do you have to go out to trouble others, isn't there someone in the county seat of our family?" ”

Song Xiulian thought that Qin Jiujiu was talking about Jiang Jinyan.

sighed and said, "I can't do it now, don't look at the way he paints you on weekdays, I asked him about writing, and he said he can't write." ”

Qin Jiujiu said, "Jiang Jinyan can't write, isn't there Jiang Qingkuang!" ”

Song Xiulian was stunned.

Qin Jiujiu took the red paper from Song Xiulian's hand, "Leave this matter to me, you don't care." ”

Qin Jiujiu went directly to the East House with the red paper.

Jiang Qingkuang was holding a book and telling stories to his younger brothers and sisters, when he saw Qin Jiuyue, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly suppressed, and his eyes seemed to be asking Qin Jiujiu if something was wrong?

Qin Jiujiu put the red paper on the small kang table.

He Jiang Qingkuang said, "It's not about to be the New Year, our family has to post Spring Festival couplets, and this year, our Spring Festival couplets will be handed over to you." ”

Jiang Qingkuang's fingers rubbed slightly, "I can't write well." ”

Qin Jiu waved his hand, and said boldly and generously, "Just write two words casually, it's just a form, what looks good or not has to be pasted on the door, I don't know what it has become after a year of wind and rain, you are tired." ”

Jiang Qingkuang clenched his fists, "Let grandma go to the entrance of the village to find Grandpa Wu to write, Grandpa Wu specializes in writing Spring Festival couplets and has been writing for decades." ”

Qin Jiujiu sighed, "We obviously have someone in our family who can write, why bother to spend money to find someone else to write, do you think it's easy for me to make money?" ”

Jiang Qingkuang was speechless.

After a while.

Jiang Qingkuang took the initiative to speak, "I need pen and ink and inkstone." ”

The corners of Qin Jiu's mouth raised, "I'll go and prepare it for you now, Second Prince Jiang!" ”

After speaking.

Qin Jiu hurriedly walked out.

Jiang Qingkuang slowly released his fist.

The tip of his index finger gently crossed the red paper of the Spring Festival couplet, a very familiar feeling, but he hadn't held a pen for more than two years, and he didn't know if he still remembered the calligraphy he practiced when he was a child......

A quarter of an hour's effort.

Qin Jiujiu came back with pen and ink and inkstone, "I'll put it here for you." ”

Jiang Qingkuang snorted.

He sat up slowly, lifted his legs up and laid them flat under the kang table.

He sat at the kang table.

After taking the inkstone and ink, he picked up the inkstone and blew it gently, blowing away all the dust inside, and then put the ink on the inkstone, dripped a few drops of water, and gently grinded it.

The smell of the ink fragrance was fresh and unique, and it went straight into Jiang Qingkuan's nose, making him can't help but take a deep breath.

It smells so good.

It feels so familiar.

Seeing the second brother doing this, Sanbao and Xiao Shu'er also leaned over and took a deep breath at the ink.

The two little ones immediately covered their noses, "It smells so bad, it stinks!" ”

Jiang Qingkuang couldn't help laughing.

The ink is almost there.

Jiang Qingkuang put the ink aside, the brush was very old and dry, and it was clumpy, so he had to soak the brush in the water first, take it out and gently absorb the water with a towel, and put it aside to dry for a while, before picking up the brush, soaking the tip of his nose in the ink, and soaking it thoroughly.

Then unfold the red paper.

Wrist flexibility.

The pen walks the dragon snake.

Qin Jiujiu looked at the scene inside the east room through the window in the west room and smiled.

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