Hearing Ran Wenyue's words, the maid sneered, "Sure enough, I haven't seen the world, this is a silk brocade dress, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it in your life." ”

The maid left, Chu Xiumei also left with the child, Ran Wenbo followed behind, and suddenly pulled Chu Xiumei's sleeve and said, "Mother, when I grow up, I will also buy you clothes, which are better than hers." ”

Ran Wenxing also said: "And me, I also buy it for my mother, and my father and sister buy it together." ”

Ran Wenbo nodded, "Yes, buy it together!" Then he suddenly looked at Ran Wenxing and said, "Why not mine!?" ”

"You can buy it yourself, why should I buy it for you, you won't buy it for me!"

"That's right!"

Listening to the words of the two sons, Chu Xiumei nodded with relief, with tears in her eyes, and then hugged them and said movingly, "You are all good children of my mother, my mother doesn't need you to buy me anything, as long as you are healthy, safe and happy, my mother will be satisfied." ”

After a small episode, Chu Xiumei took the children to walk around the street, and after buying all the things needed for the New Year, she went home with a backpack.

……

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

It's the New Year in the blink of an eye!

New Year, New Year's Pass! For the rich, it is the New Year, but the poor people are passing, especially this year, when there is a disaster and heavy snowfall, some people are not sure whether they can survive it.

It's really Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!

But even so, these ten miles and eight towns are still celebrating the arrival of the New Year lively. Because for these poor people, after the New Year, it is equivalent to the arrival of early spring, the new year will start again, and the days will be better and better.

In the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Qinggang Village began to get busy early in the morning, with lights and people.

Ran's family, after breakfast, everyone got busy, cleaning, sticking door gods, window flowers, and couplets.

After finishing everything at home, the family neatly took the things to worship their ancestors and walked towards the mountain, from near to far, and finally walked around in a circle.

Along the way, kowtowing and saluting and firing guns also added a bit of excitement.

When the ancestors came back, Ran Yaozu set up a table outside the courtyard, and there were some red papers on the side, and people who had breakfast came one after another.

"Yaozu, bring me three couplets, the stove house, the gate, and the pigsty house, which should mean good!"

"Okay, Uncle Wang, wait a minute."

"I want it!"

After a while, Ran Yaozu wrote the couplet, put it aside and blew it, and then an old woman also came, and the people who came after consciously lined up.

When the ink dried, Ran Yaozu picked it up and handed it over, "Uncle Wang, you put it away." ”

Uncle Wang took the couplet in his hand and looked at it, but he couldn't understand it, but he wanted to know what it was, so he asked: "Yaozu, I don't understand what you mean by this, you read it to me." When I go back this way, I know which door is sticked. ”

"Hmm!" Ran Yaozu should take the couplet.

"Uncle Wang, this pair is the gate. Uplink: Sanyang Rizhao Ping'an House, Downlink: Wufuxing Linjiqing Gate, Horizontal Batch: Jixing Gaozhao. ”

"This one is a stove house. Uplink: Delicious tea and rice in the kitchen, Downlink: Abundant food and clothing. Sideways: The kitchen is thriving. ”

"This one is from a pigsty. Uplink: cattle, horses, pigs and sheep six livestock, downlink: fish, shrimp and lotus root a pool of incense, horizontal batch: pig fat and cattle strong. ”

As soon as Ran Yaozu finished reading, Uncle Wang said with satisfaction, and the few people in line behind him also spoke. "These couplets are good, give us a few too."

"Yes! I sound good, so I'll give me a set. ”

"I want it too!"

"I'd like to change it and help me write something else, which means good."

……

In the morning, Ran Yaozu also had a lot of couplets, a pair of couplets for a penny, and he also earned more than 30 yuan.

Ran Yaozu was busy writing couplets, and Ran Wenyue would run to learn to write secretly when she was fine. Don't ask why you have to learn to write, because as a modern person who can only write simplified characters, there are really few people who know traditional Chinese characters. If his grandmother finds out, he will inevitably be scolded, so he can only learn secretly.

"Wenyue girl, are you here to deliver red paper?" A woman looked at Ran Wenyue, who was holding a stack of red paper in her hand, and asked.

Seeing the woman asking, Ran Wenyue replied with a sweet smile and said sweetly. "Yes, Auntie. Grandpa said that my uncle's red paper was not enough, so I asked me to send some over. ”

After finishing speaking, he put the red paper aside, smiled and praised sweetly: "Uncle, your handwriting is really beautiful." I don't have anything to do right now that I can look next to you? ”

It is said that he will not hit the smiling face with his hand, Ran Wenyue smiled sweetly, and her tone was kind. Ran Yaozu listened to her and didn't care about her, neither said yes nor no.

Since he didn't refuse, Ran Wenyue watched silently from the side.

Time passed imperceptibly.