On the eve of the Spring Festival, Shi Nian'an's injuries were finally healed, and the bruises on his face were almost invisible.

On the street, no matter where you go, it is a piece of lights, and the red and festive color is the celebration of the Chinese people's enthusiasm for the Spring Festival.

Xiang Wan accompanied Zhang's mother to cut window flowers at home, and Zhang's mother also cut them by hand during the Spring Festival in the past, saying that this was more meaningful than buying.

The two of them were cutting vigorously in the living room, and Zuo Xingyun entered the door with the chill outside: "What are you doing?" ”

Xiang Wan shook the freshly cut window flower in his hand: "Get this, it's the New Year soon, and you can't dress up at home?" By the way, tomorrow Chinese New Year's Eve, I'm going to the cemetery to pay respects, and I'm going to the hospital to see my mother......"

She subconsciously wanted to ask him if he wanted to go together, but the words came to her mouth and swallowed back.

Zuo Xingyun took off his coat and handed it to the servant, and stepped forward to fiddle with the cut window flowers on the coffee table: "On a special day, you should go." If you don't mind, can I go along? ”

Xiang Wan nodded, this kind of thing, she doesn't mind, she thinks that he should go together, whether it's normal or guilty......

Zhang's mother suddenly interjected: "Second master, your handwriting is good, why don't you write the couplets at home?" ”

"Isn't it easy to buy directly?" Zuo Xingyun put down the window grille in his hand, and didn't show much interest in writing couplets.

Zhang's mother continued to encourage him: "Ouch, the meaning of buying is different, how good it is to write it yourself and paste it, and the money is not blown by the wind." ”

Xiang Wan also echoed: "Yes, let's not talk about money or not, the meaning is different." I also think your handwriting is pretty good, otherwise I would have written? ”

Zuo Xingyun sighed shallowly: "I really can't help you." ”

Seeing that he was relieved, Zhang's mother hurriedly prepared a brush and ink, and neatly arranged the red paper on which the couplets were written.

Zuo Xingyun picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, thought seriously for a moment, and wrote a complete couplet with a pen: Say goodbye to the old words auspicious and happy every year; Welcome the new year and add joy, and the year is safe.

Horizontal batch: safe in and out.

Zhang's mother looked at his words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing very much, but she still asked: "Second master, you are a businessman, don't you write about some wealth or something?" ”

Zuo Xingyun shook his head: "No matter how much wealth you have, it's not as good as everything is safe." I'll go upstairs and take a shower first, so you can get it next. ”

Looking at his back, Xiang Wan fell into deep thought.

Zhang's mother was full of praise for the couplet on the side: "How beautiful this word is, the second master really knows everything, he is a young offspring, I don't know how many girls like it, Miss, you have to grasp it well." Although the difference between the two of you is ten years old, it is not a problem, the second master looks young, if you don't say it, you will be a few years younger. I don't know when the people in this house will prosper...... When you reach the legal age, you and the second master get the certificate first, save yourself being robbed by others, and when you finish your studies, hurry up and have a child. ”

Xiang Wan lowered his head: "Mom Zhang, don't say that you don't have these things, it's not certain whether I can get married with him." ”

Marriage is too far away for her, she hasn't lived to understand it for the past eighteen years, and there is no spectrum for the future.

Other people's lives, at a glance, the road is all the way, and the river is flat; As far as she could see, it was a thick fog, and she couldn't see the road ahead, she didn't know the outline of the future, like a lost lamb.

(End of chapter)