In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

The goose-feather-like snow was flying, the entire Beiping City was covered with a layer of silver-white gauze, and the stove in the kitchen was blazing.

There were two wooden yards in the room, and on top of them was a skid, and Wang Zhong was holding a planer, and he was pounding a few elms.

It's not that Wang Chong wants to do any big furniture again, but now there is only a low wall of more than a meter between the inner room and the living room, and the top is empty, and there is nothing.

Although he got a lot of good wood from the old man, he was all received into the space by Wang Chong and did not take it out again.

After all, the Bogu shelf and the door are different from the desk and bookshelves, and the desks and bookshelves, as well as the tables, chairs, benches, large beds, and cabinets, can be removed at any time, but the doors and Bogu shelves may not be damaged at all if they are removed in the future.

The shavings and waste wood that were left over from the wood were also collected by the king, and they were packed in sacks and piled under the outer walls of the house, which were perfect for making a fire.

Children were chasing and playing outside, laughter and laughter filled their ears, and women gathered on the edge of the sink, washing clothes and vegetables, chatting about their parents' shortcomings, and their faces were full of smiles.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the heavy snow had stopped.

The three masters on the other side of the door beckoned their sons to move a table out of the house, and there were two wooden shelves on the left and right, and there were four treasures of the study room on the table, as well as a pile of cut red paper.

A simple couplet stall was opened.

A dime a couplet, said cheap is not cheap, if usually no one cares, but in time for the New Year, the big guys want to have a festive, naturally do not worry about the buyer.

During the Chinese New Year, people who came in and out, and after a while, business came to the door.

"Lao Yan, write couplets again!" The first to come to the door was Yi Zhonghai, an uncle, who looked at the guy on the table with interest behind his back.

"Uncle He, do you want a pair?" Yan Fugui said with a smile.

"Here's a pair!" Uncle Yi said magnificently, if you want to say that in this courtyard, the best economic conditions should be the first uncle and Xu Damao's two families, Xu Damao's family conditions are good, because of the help of his father-in-law, his father-in-law has a nickname called Lou Bancheng, which shows that his family is rich, even if it is three melons and two dates leaking out of the fingers, it is better than ordinary people.

Xu Damao himself often goes to the countryside to show movies to people, and when he comes back, he doesn't bring big bags and small bags, but also some precious things.

And the first uncle is simply a high salary, an eighth-level fitter, a salary of 99 yuan per month, plus subsidies can break 100, nearly half higher than Wang Chong, a college student, and an uncle has no children, only he and an aunt at home, and the life is simply not too rich.

A pair of couplets is just a dime, not to mention the New Year, even if it is usual, an uncle does not blink.

After a while, most of the stack of red paper on Yan Fugui's table was gone.

Just as the king came out of the house with an iron dustpan and tongs, and a piece of honeycomb coal, which had been completely whitened, and threw the burned honeycomb coal into the tin garbage can.

"Three masters, what about writing couplets?"

While Wang Chong was about to clamp the new media from the coal pile under the eaves, he greeted Yan Fugui opposite.

Yan Fugui said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Wang, do you want the third master to write a couplet for you to ask for good luck?" ”

The eyes under the lenses are shrewd.

Wang Zhong put down the iron tongs and iron dustpan in his hand, wiped his hands on both sides of his apron, and walked to the third master with a smile.

"Three masters, can it be cheaper for me to write it myself?"

Yan Fugui looked at Wang Zhong and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Wang Chongdao: "Borrow your pen and ink and red paper, I will write it myself, I don't have to work for you, how about five cents?" ”

"Hey!" The smile on Yan Fugui's face disappeared in an instant, and he raised his right hand and asked Wang Chong: "With your three masters, this handwriting of mine is worth five cents?" ”

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Third master, look at what you said, your handwriting is the embodiment of culture, how can it be measured by money!" ”

"Didn't I just start working, and I just renovated the house, and I am shy in my pocket, so I can save a little is a little!" Wang Zhong said with a simple smile.

Yan Fugui's eyes looked Wang Chong's whole person up and down, left and right, and then said: "I said Comrade Xiao Wang, it's okay if you fool others with what you say, even your third master is fooled?" ”

"Three masters, where do you start with this?" Wang Zhong asked with a puzzled expression.

Yan Fugui said: "Is it true that the big fish and meat you have seen in the sky these days are fake?" ”

Wang Chong immediately slapped his thigh, and said with a look of injustice: "Third master, you can misunderstand me, I can't do it, you say, Brother Zhu and Yushui came to help me, and I don't get paid, if I don't get some delicious food to entertain them, won't it be mine!" ”

Yan Fugui was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said: "If you get it, five points will be five points, let's say it first, only one copy, if you don't write it well, you have to change it again, and you will get five points." ”

"Done!" Wang Chong immediately took out five cents from his pocket and stuffed it into Yan Fugui's hand.

Yan Fugui suddenly showed a smile on his face, although it was only five points, he still made a little money.

Wang Zhong walked straight to the table, laid out the red paper, picked up the brush leaning on the pen stand, dipped it in ink, and got up when the pen was gone.

As soon as Wang Chong put down his pen, he stunned Yan Fugui next to him.

This layman looks at the lively, the insider looks at the doorway, Yan Fugui is more or less a calligraphy lover, even if he understands a little, as soon as Wang Chong puts down the pen, he can see the doorway inside.

When the first word was written, Yan Fugui was suppressed.

The so-called Yan muscles and willow bones are nothing more than that.

"The three masters, it's ugly!"

A couplet was completed in one go, and after completing the horizontal batch, Wang Zhong put the pen back on the pen holder, said to Yan Fugui, who was still stunned, and went straight home with his ink treasure.

Only the three great masters Yan Fugui, who was still messy in the wind, were left.

Not long after, Wang Zhong came out of the house with a stool and a bowl of freshly boiled paste made of flour, stepped on the stool and brushed the paste on both sides of the door, and pasted the couplet with the ink that had dried.

Shanglian: The spring breeze covers the willows of a thousand doors

Downlink: Warm rain and sunny bloom a path of flowers

Horizontal batch: Spring returns to the earth

The Spring Festival couplets of the three masters are facing Wang Chong's door, and the couplets on Wang Chong's door are like thorns in the hearts of the three masters, and they can be seen clearly when they raise their eyes.

Looking at Wang Chong's words, and then looking at his own, the three masters snorted coldly, and they didn't even clean up the four treasures of the study, and they strode back to the house with a blushing face and hands behind their backs.

It was the three mothers who sent Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang's brothers to run out and pack up their things.

In the afternoon, every household was busy, the edge of the sink was crowded with women, and the kitchen of every house resounded with the sound of kitchen knives and cutting boards.

Wang Chonggang put down the carpenter work in his hand and was about to cook dinner, when suddenly there was a knock on the door: "Brother Wang Chong!" It's me, Rain! ”

Wang Chong opened the door suspiciously, looked at He Yushui outside the door, and asked, "What's wrong with the rain?" ”

He Yushui's face was slightly red, and said: "Our family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner this year is eaten with Uncle Yi and Sister Qin's family, my brother cooks it himself, my brother asked me to ask you, do you want to eat with us?" ”

Wang Chong didn't refuse: "Cheng, I'll go over in a while!" ”

He Yushui immediately showed a bright smile on his face: "Then I'll call you again when the meal is ready!" ”

"Wait!" Wang Zhong stopped the rainwater, turned around and went into the house, came out with a three-story steamer about 40 centimeters wide, and handed it to the rainwater.

"Since it's everyone eating together, it's not good for me to come out with nothing, here are good steamed buns, I haven't taken care of steaming yet, you take it back and steam it, let's eat it together at night."

"My brother has made the steamed buns!" Rainwater said: "You better keep this for yourself!" ”

As he spoke, he was going to return the steaming drawer to Wang Chong.

But Wang Zhong did not answer, but said: "Rain, you listen to me, I have a good relationship with you and your brother, if this meal is only eaten by me and you and your brother, I will not take out this steamed bun, but there is also a big uncle and Sister Qin's family, you eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, there must be something in the family, how can I be an exception." ”

"If you don't take it, I'm embarrassed to eat this meal today."

"Alright then!" What Wang Chong said is indeed reasonable, the key is that if he doesn't take it, what if Wang Chong really doesn't go? The rain could only bite his lower lip and accept Wang Chong's steamed buns.

"Brother Wang Chong, then I'll call you again when the meal is ready!"

"Cheng, I can still have the time to put up that shelf!"

The rain came in the morning, and Wang Zhong was busy processing wood at that time.

"Then you get busy first, I'll go back first!"

The rain is almost one step and three times back, this girl is still young, everything she thinks is written on her face, how can Wang Chong not see it.

The main reason is that he is too good, just like the woman comrade at the beginning of Ling Lingqi said, she is like a firefly in the dark night, she is so bright and dazzling, and it is inevitable to attract women's attention.

If you want to talk about appearance, the little girl Yushui can only be regarded as average, but if you really want to find a woman, compared to appearance, Wang Zhong values more temperament and virtuous or not, it is best to be honest, diligent and capable, and blush when lying.

After all, what Wang Chong wants to find is a woman who can manage the family and make his life easier, not the kind of woman who has to coax himself and provide for him like an ancestor.

As far as the current point of view, the rain is quite good, and it should be said that most of the women in this era are very good.

There was a ding-dong knock in the room, and after a while, Wang Chong assembled the Bogu frame and fastened it to the wall, leaving only the door between the living room and the bedroom unfinished.

The planks had been prepared a long time ago, but they still needed further processing and assembly, and now that there were curtains in the way, Wang Chong was not in a hurry, and took a broom and an iron dustpan to tidy up the house.

In the evening, before it was dark, a large group of people sat around the table of the Eight Immortals in He Yuzhu's house, Qin Huairu sat on the left with a stick terrier, sat on the right with Xiaodang, and still held the acacia flower in his arms, less than thirty years old, it was the best time for a woman's temperament, no wonder he finally fascinated the stupid pillar.

Jia Zhang's sat on the left side of the stick terrier, the deaf old lady sat in the first place, on the left hand side was an uncle, then an aunt, and then on the left was Jia Zhang's, to the right was He Yuzhu, then Wang Chong, and then He Yushui, He Yushui was just next to Xiaodang.

Ten people sat at a table, and it was really lively.

Don't look at He Yuzhu's usual appearance of being confused, in fact, this kid is ghostly in his heart, and he is sophisticated, and he doesn't move chopsticks when he sees everyone.

Silly Zhu took the lead in picking up chopsticks and said, "What are you waiting for, move the chopsticks to eat!" As he spoke, he picked up a chicken leg and sent it to the deaf old lady's bowl next to him.

The deaf old lady's smiling eyes were only slit, and she looked at He Yuzhu with a doting expression: "It's still my grandson who feels sorry for me." ”

The old lady nests alone in the backyard on weekdays, and the door does not go out of the door, and it is really rare that there is such a lively time, and the smile on her face has never been broken.

"I specially left this chicken for you, just one!" There are many people here today, and there are only two chicken legs, so He Yuzhu simply cut the remaining one, leaving only one for the deaf old lady.

It's pretty good to do this alone, otherwise it's troublesome because a chicken leg is humble.

"Let's eat it all quickly!" The deaf old lady squinted her eyes and grabbed the chicken leg and nibbled on it in small bites.

The deaf old lady is old and has bad teeth, so she deliberately accommodated the stupid pillar and stewed the chicken very softly.

Everyone moved their chopsticks one after another, and Jia Zhang's eyes were quick, and he sandwiched two pieces of chicken and two dumplings for his grandson's stick terrier.

Qin Huairu had to take care of the acacia flowers, and the rain helped take care of Xiaodang.

The two-year-old child was making a fuss, but Xiao Huaihua sat on Qin Huairu's lap and didn't cry or make trouble, she was very well-behaved, and let Qin Huairu feed her.

Uncle Yi drank wine with He Yuzhu and Wang Chongze.

The wine is the red star and the second pot brought by the uncle, and the strength is enough.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, the sky was still dark, Wang Chong had woken up, the darkness could not block Wang Chong's sight at all, he got up and turned on the bedside lamp, put on clothes, changed into cloth shoes, after a simple brushing of teeth and washing his face, he looked at the fire, then pushed the door out, and ran all the way out.

After a while, he ran out along the city gate, found a place in the suburbs where no one was around, and punched straight up.

When the king returned, every household in the courtyard had already begun to eat.

Wang Chong slowly and leisurely made breakfast, cornmeal porridge, pork and green onion stuffed buns, wrapped in advance last night, just wait to steam on high heat for 30 minutes to eat.

There are dumplings wrapped last night in the frame under the eaves outside, and in Beiping City at this time, there is no need for a refrigerator at all, and the dumplings are put outside the house, and the night passes, which is no different from the freezer in the refrigerator.

After breakfast, Wang Chong put on the bamboo basket, and there was a thick-backed short knife nearly two feet long with a pickaxe, tied everything to the bicycle, and prepared to go out.

"Brother Wang Chong, go out!" As soon as I fastened everything to the bicycle, the sound of rain came from the hanging flower gate.

Wang Chong turned his head to look, and saw He Yushui wearing a brand-new red cotton jacket, two braids hanging down in front of his shoulders, a felt velvet hat on his head, his little face was frozen white, and he looked a little cute and lovely: "It's rain, why are you going this early in the morning?" ”

He Yushui said: "Isn't it the first day of the Lunar New Year, I'm thinking about giving you a New Year's greeting!" ”

"Brother Wang Chong, Happy New Year!" Saying that, He Yushui smiled and bowed his hand to the king to greet the New Year.

"Happy New Year!" Wang Chong also replied with a smile.

He Yushui looked at the equipment on Wang Chong's car and asked curiously: "Brother Wang Chong, why are you going early in the morning?" ”

Wang Chongdao: "I'll go to the river outside the city to dig some ice and come back!" Let's see if you can catch a fish. ”

"Chisel ice?" He Yushui guessed a lot, but he didn't guess that Wang Chong was going to chisel the ice: "What are you doing chiseling ice?" ”

Wang Chongdao: "Save it and use it when it's hot." ”

"When it's hot, won't all the ice melt?" He Yushui asked puzzled.

Wang Chongdao: "As long as it is well preserved, it will be okay to leave it for a summer, and at most it will lose a little." ”

"Can ice still be saved?" Obviously, this is beyond the scope of He Yushui's cognition and belongs to her knowledge blind spot.

"Of course you can save it!" Wang Chongdao.

He Yushui blinked, not bothering about how Wang Chong stored the ice, but Mao Sui recommended himself: "Brother Wang Chong, I don't have anything to do anyway, I'll go with you and give you a hand!" ”

Looking at this girl's fiery eyes, Wang Zhong said: "It's okay, but you should change your shoes first, remember to bring gloves!" ”

"Brother Wang, wait for me!" The rain didn't care about anything else, so he quickly turned around and ran back to his house.

Yushui's house is in the East Wing of the Central Plains, next to the Jia family, plus He Yuzhu's three-bay main house, the old He family is the most houses in this courtyard.

In a few moments, the rain rushed out, and there was an extra satchel on his shoulder.

Wang Zhong had already taken off the rattan frame that was originally tied to the back seat, picked it up with a crossbar, and tied it to the girder of the bicycle.

"Brother Wang Chong, let's go!" Seeing that Wang Chong deliberately vacated the back seat of the bicycle, Yushui's face suddenly showed a brilliant smile.

Since you want to take ice, you can't go downstream.

An hour later, the two came to the upper reaches of the Wenyu River, although it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, but there were already many people along the river who were digging ice fishing, this year is not as good as the later generations, fishing can be a pastime, and fish to eat, the people fishing inside and outside the city have basically not been interrupted all year round.

The two rode farther, and the surroundings were long gone, so they parked their bicycles on the bank, locked them in trees, and walked to the middle of the river, where Wang Chong used a pickaxe to dig two thirty-centimeter round holes.

Wang Chong first sprinkled two of his own bait to make a nest, and then took out the two short rods he brought, and after assembling them, handed one of them to the rainwater.

The rain has never caught fish, so Wang Chong can only teach him hand in hand: "These wheat grains and corn are all processed, and they can be hung one grain at a time, and they will be hung like this!" ”

Yushui looked serious, learned Wang Chong's movements, and hung up the bait.

I don't know if it's a novice's luck bonus, the rain just threw the rod down, and there was a fish bite hook immediately.

"Don't worry, you can't deadlift, or it will break!" Wang Chong hurriedly took the fishing rod from Yushui's hand and personally demonstrated how to slip the fish.

A few minutes later, a crucian carp of about three or four taels was pulled up.

"Brother Wang Chong is so powerful!" The rain instantly peanut fan girl, clapping and applauding.

"Good start, good!" Wang Zhong smiled and returned the fishing rod to the rain, and the smile on the rain's face was also very bright, and the red fluttering face was very cute.