"Xiao Lu, this year's Spring Festival couplets at my uncle's house haven't been written yet, can you help?"

Jinghan knew that this was what the old man meant by his son-in-law.

"Jinghan, you help Xiao Lu prepare pen and ink."

"Okay!" Jing Han received an errand of pen and ink, and she was not worried about Lu Cen Yuan at all.

Jing Han has seen Lu Cenyuan's words, and they are not much different from their previous life. You must know that Lu Shao's words are auctioned in the antique city, and they have always been the highest price. In addition to the fact that there are not many works that have been handed down to this day, there is also the fact that Jing Hanfujun's words are really excellent.

"Is that okay?" Jing Han just perfunctory and asked Lu Cen Yuan's opinion.

"Don't worry."

Indeed, rest assured, after Lu Cenyuan's words were written, even Father Chen couldn't help but be amazed.

Lu Cen Yuan likes Wei Bei, and Jing Han knew it in his previous life.

The willow body is too weak, and the face body is too soft. And Wei Bei is powerful and hard, like a gentleman's iron bones.

Lu Cenyuan's words are also a gentleman's square appearance, horizontal and vertical, never exceeding the rules. It is such a Wei monument, which is plain and gives birth to a bit of antiquity, simple and generous, and is not lacking in agility, and the plump is not lost in the engraving.

Obviously, it is just the most ordinary sentence "The days increase the years, the people increase the longevity, the spring is full of blessings", and it was also written differently by Lu Cenyuan.

Later, Chen's father quietly pulled his daughter aside and asked Jinghan where he found such a boyfriend.

Jing Han said to Chen's father with some pride: "My daughter is not bad, okay?" Then, with a little bit of a weak heart, I thought about this boyfriend, if only it were true.

Every year, according to the rules, Chen's father writes Spring Festival couplets, Jinghan sticks Spring Festival couplets, and this year should be the same.

It's just that with one more Lu Cen Yuan, some things seem to be different.

"You come down, I'll post the Spring Festival couplets."

"No, no, I can."

"You come down first, the knee injury two days ago is better, or I'll come!"

Jing Han was about to refuse, but she felt her hand being gently patted by Lu Cen Yuan.

"Are you standing firm?" Lu Cen Yuan's voice was not loud, only the two of them could hear it.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Before Jing Han finished speaking, he felt that he was moved to the side along with the chair he was stepping on.

Miraculous, how did she get here?

Then I saw that Lu Cen Yuan just put a little foot on the foot, and put up a banner.

Really, is it amazing?

"It's crooked, stick it to the left!" Jing Han couldn't get angry, so he began to pick bones in the eggs.

"Chen Jinghan, you go to the middle and have a look."

"Oh!" Jinghan scratched her head, as if she wasn't crooked.

"That's right, it's the right one up and down!"

"Thanks for the praise!" Those who have walked by, those who have passed by, have come to take a look, is there such a boast?

Jing Han sat on the chair and thought indignantly. "About how to paste the couplet, eight hundred years ago, no, no, more than a thousand years, my husband taught me to be good? Although Lu Cen Yuan and Lu Cen Yuan are the same person, I, Chen Jinghan, just can't bear it, can't bear it. ”

"You're welcome."

Jing Han felt Lu Cen Yuan rubbing her hair with his hand, could this Lu Cen Yuan be taken up by Lu Cen Yuan in his previous life?

In the afterglow, Jinghan saw her father looking over with a kind smile on his face as he gave his cabbage to others.

Sure enough, it was the father-in-law who looked at his son-in-law, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. Jinghan is just glad now, the city government has not allowed firecrackers recently, and his father may be "crackling", making everyone in the neighborhood know that his daughter still has someone to want.