The mansion of the prefectural order is not as luxurious as imagined, simple, bright, and dignified.

Walking through a series of hand-copying corridors, Lu Mingxuan did not entertain guests in the main courtyard hall, and directly led Song Qingyuan and San Lang to his own courtyard.

Walking along the way, it attracted a lot of surprised eyes.

Song Qingyuan walked without squinting, and San Lang's gaze was a little unnatural.

"Come in and sit, don't be restrained, just be your own home." Lu Mingxuan pushed open the door, sat on a chair, and instructed the maid beside him, "Serve tea." ”

After a while, the teacup was served, and Lu Mingxuan waved his hand and dismissed the maid.

"I didn't expect you to come." Lu Mingxuan said, with a smile in his eyes that couldn't be hidden, obviously very happy to see Song Qingyuan.

Said to the six sons beside him, "Go to the kitchen and say, there are guests today, prepare more meals." ”

turned to Song Qingyuan and San Lang again, "Leave dinner with me today." ”

"No!" "No!" The two hurriedly refused.

"Let's sit for a while and ......leave," Song Qingyuan explained, "I'm here today to send you some New Year's goods, and our meal has already been prepared at the post station, so we have to go back to eat." ”

"Be polite to me!" Lu Mingxuan smiled, "I'll send someone over there to say something." ”

"No, next time, there will be more opportunities in the future." Song Qingyuan refused again.

Lu Mingxuan saw that Song Qingyuan really didn't mean this, and he didn't force it, Lu Mingxuan knew that the stubborn little pepper couldn't be forced.

Lu Mingxuan's gaze turned to the two baskets at his feet, and frowned disapprovingly, "It's too expensive!" ”

Lu Mingxuan felt that the conditions at Song Qingyuan's house were just better, there were still two scholars to provide, and there was a small one below, and he would also go to school in the future, and the cost of money would definitely be a lot.

"Pepper, we don't need such ...... between us"

"We are our own people!" Lu Mingxuan emphasized.

Song Qingyuan put down the teacup and said with a smile, "Just because I am my own person, I didn't specially prepare a New Year's gift for you, it is all produced by our family, don't dislike it!" ”

Homegrown?

"I'll take a look at ......," Lu Mingxuan said, and went to flip the basket at his feet.

Song Qingyuan explained on the side, "There are pork, newly killed pigs in my family, bean sprouts, dried vegetables, as well as hawthorn slices and dried sweet potatoes." ”

"What is this?" Lu Mingxuan's eyes looked at a small cloth bag in the basket.

"It's soaphorn, I made it." In fact, I did it with Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo.

"You did it?" Lu Mingxuan was surprised, picked up a piece, and looked at it seriously.

"This color is different from other soap horn colors." Lu Mingxuan said.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded, "So, I call it soap." ”

"Awesome!" Lu Mingxuan gave a thumbs up and looked admiring, "Little pepper, how can you do anything!" ”

Lu Mingxuan stretched out his hand and counted, "You see that you can make soap again, and you can ...... again."

"Ahem, ahem!" Song Qingyuan coughed and interrupted Lu Mingxuan's words, "Don't praise me!" Song Qingyuan said.

glanced at San Lang and quickly changed the topic, "Lu Mingxuan, will you also participate in the imperial examination next year?" ”

Lu Mingxuan was stunned, "I don't participate, I already have the fame of being a child, my grandfather asked me to precipitate for two years, don't rush for quick success." ”

"So you're a child?" Song Qingyuan was surprised for a moment, and said with a faint smile, "You are so powerful." ”

"You're awesome too!" Lu Mingxuan did not hesitate to praise himself.

I want to turn my eyes to the basket again, "This pork ......" country people, it's not easy to eat a meal of meat, right? Lu Mingxuan thought uncertainly.

"This is my milk's heart, you can't help but accept it!" Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "Besides, our family's dishes are more expensive than meat. ”

The implication is that the dishes have been collected, and this bit of meat is missing.

Lu Mingxuan understood, "Okay, I'll not be polite to you." ”

"It's not too early, the New Year's goods have arrived, and it's time for us to say goodbye......" Song Qingyuan said goodbye to Lu Mingxuan.

"Why are you in such a hurry, just come and leave?" A burst of laughter came from the doorway.

A gentle and dignified woman about 20 years old, with a little powder, helped a middle-aged woman walk in.

The woman's eyes were very kind, and she looked at Song Qingyuan with a smile in her eyes, "This is Little Pepper, right?" ”

Pepper? Damn Lu Mingxuan! Song Qingyuan gritted his teeth.

Raising a smile, "Mrs. Lu is well!" "I am Song Qingyuan." ”

"This is my third brother, Song Huaizhi." Song Qingyuan introduced.

San Lang immediately stepped forward and hugged his fists, "Mrs. Lu! ”

"Good boy!" Mrs. Lu praised, "Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, eat at home." ”

Song Qingyuan refused and said his words to Lu Mingxuan.

In the end, they couldn't stop Mrs. Lu's enthusiasm, and the two of them finally had dinner and went back to the post station.

............

The Song family went to the room.

Zhou took Ye's to cut window flowers, Song Qingyuan, with Song Qingrong, and Song Qingmo was cutting red paper.

Some are cut into couplets, the size of horizontal batches, and some are cut into squares of different sizes.

"Yuan'er, we're done cutting, let's go write." Song Qingmo said.

"Let's go!" Song Qingyuan waved his hand and carried the cut paper into the study.

Seeing a few children leave, Li also got up to follow.

"What are you doing?" Zhou asked.

"Mother, I will also write blessing words with Yuan'er and them." Li said.

As early as when he came back, Song Qingyuan told Zhou about buying red paper, writing couplets, and writing blessing characters to sell.

"What would you write! What's the fun! Zhou glared at Li.

Li Shi was not convinced, "Mother, why can't I, I also learn words." The word Fu was specially taught to me by Yuan'er yesterday. ”

After Li finished speaking, he ran out, and Zhou snorted at Li's back.

Inside the study.

Old Man Song was in front of the desk, waving the brush and doing it in one go.

Spring is always there all year round, and thousands of purples and thousands of reds are bloomed and horizontally batched; Welcome to the New Year.

"Master writes well, give me this." Song Qingmo squeezed over.

"Take it." Old Man Song dried the grinding juice and handed it to Song Qingmo.

"Master, write me two more. Give me a lot to write. Shiro's little head stretched out.

"Okay, put on the paper!" Old Man Song waved his hand, and Shiro immediately handed over the red paper prepared in his hand.

"A good year is good, everything goes well, step by step, horizontal criticism; The stars are shining! Old Man Song said, "This is Shiro's." ”

"Master, I still want it!" Shiro said.

Old Man Song responded happily, writing one after another, and Song Chengzhong on the other side also wrote, and after writing, it was all in the hands of Song Qingmo and Shilang.

Song Qingyuan looked at this scene, shook his head and smiled, and said secretly; These two little clever ghosts!

"Master, uncle, it's time for them to write it themselves." Song Qingyuan said, "Can't let them all point at you, I still want them to practice calligraphy." ”

"Hahaha!" Old Man Song laughed heartily, "Yuan'er is right, you have to write it yourself, come, you stand here, and the master will watch you write." ”

Old Man Song gave up the place and looked at the grandchildren sitting in front of the desk with a look of relief, sitting in a row, with the word Fu written on it.

He sighed in his heart, what he wanted was this kind of day when the whole family was united, harmonious, and working together, and the children and grandchildren gathered together and laughed.

Home and everything is prosperous! This is home and prosperity! Old Man Song had tears in the corners of his eyes.

Satisfied, satisfied, really satisfied.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Song Qinglian's cry came in, destroying the harmonious atmosphere in the room.