"His second uncle, wake up, wake up."

The third master glanced at the note and knew that the second master was stunned by anger.

The three people below are also a little scared, afraid that the money will not come back, how can they explain to their families when they go home?

"Guangtian, Guangfu will come out quickly."

The second aunt shouted, and the two brothers came out with a cower, and helped the bangs down into the house with the third uncle.

The three of them followed.

I woke up in my bangs, and my face changed again.

looked at the three people in the hall, and glanced at the IOU again, which not only had Liu Guangqi's signature, but also pressed the handprint, which couldn't be wrong.

"You, give them the money."

As he spoke, he took out a key from his waist and handed it to the second aunt.

The second aunt took it, ran to the bedroom again, opened the cabinet where the money was hidden, took out a handkerchief, and then came back and handed it to Liu Haizhong.

Bangs took out a hundred yuan from it and handed it to the three of them.

The three thanked each other, waved their hands in their bangs, and told them to go back.

Subsequently, the three masters also saw that there was nothing wrong, so they also left.

Bangs picked up the piece of paper again and looked at it carefully.

"Dad, what's written on it?"

The second aunt is not very literate, although it is not a good thing to know, but it is about her son, and she has to ask to understand.

At this time, Liu Guangtian's eyes flashed on the side, the boss ran away with a woman, so isn't he the boss the rest?

Thinking of the treatment of the boss, I couldn't help but get excited.

"Guangqi went to Shanxi with that girl."

"Pursue the freedom of love, and leave the grave of bondage."

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Bangs pound the wooden bed.

How did their house become a grave? This is cursing him to die soon.

The eldest son who has been raised for 20 years, how much effort has he put into it, but in the end, he didn't even care about Lao Tzu for what kind of love?

After so many years of educating yourself such a thing?

At this moment, the bangs fell into self-doubt.

"Guangqi, gone?"

"My light is Qi~~~"

The second aunt cried and lay on the bed.

Seeing this, Liu Guangtian hurriedly stepped forward to reassure, "Mom, the boss is gone, and I am gone, don't worry, I will definitely give you and your father a send-off for the elderly." ”

"Broad daylight!"

The second aunt found a catharsis and cried.

"Mom, and me."

Liu Guangfu also ran over and hugged each other.

Secretly, the two brothers made eye contact with each other, tacitly.

Just when the two fantasized about a better life in the future, the bangs on the side also regained confidence.

Without his eldest son, he has two sons.

Since the pampering strategy for the eldest son failed, it should be a trial and error.

That relative way of teaching is certainly correct.

So, looking at the two brothers who were hugging their heads and crying, their hearts were firm, "There will be no problem this time." ”

Liu Guangqi ran away, and the news spread quickly, becoming a major event in the courtyard and a topic of discussion during the Chinese New Year.

As the focus of attention, the second uncle in the bangs can be described as disgraced, and his own children can't be managed well, so he still has the face to manage the courtyard?

For a while, Liu Haizhong drank alcohol at home and didn't dare to go out.

This hurt Liu Guangtian's brothers, originally thought that the boss would be able to get the favor of their parents if they ran away, but not only did they not get it, but they also became more severe, which made them afraid at the same time, and hated Liu Guangqi even more.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, before the Chinese New Year, the courtyard began to be cleaned.

In the middle courtyard of Jia's house, after washing a pile of diapers, Qin Huairu returned to the house.

Looking at a pair of children, I was a little proud and a little aggrieved at the same time.

I have paid so much for this family, but my mother-in-law has never been waiting to see her.

Even her own man yelled at her, without saving face at all.

Back at home, Jia Dongxu lay on the bed to dry his belly, and Jia Zhang's ate melon seeds at the table next to him.

I sighed again in my heart.

Xiaodang is already full moon, but the two of them haven't even mentioned it.

Even the parents of Qinjia Village did not come to the door, she knew that this was the last time, and she had not passed it in her heart.

The daughter's cry sounded again, and Qin Huairu hurriedly went over to hug and coax.

"Huairu, don't go back for the Chinese New Year this year!"

Mu's, Jia Zhang's opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't raise his head, obviously not negotiable.

Qin Huairu also wanted to bring a pair of children back to the village to see during the New Year, and she is now blessed with many children.

Hearing this, her face immediately turned cold, in this family, she made compromises, did the most, and ate the worst.

In order to have a harmonious family, let outsiders see how good the Jia family is and how correct their choice is.

But in exchange for what?

It was the man's suspicion, the mother-in-law's disgust, and the intensification of her calling her, and the whole family did not have the full strength to speak.

Seeing Jia Dongxu's indifferent look, Qin Huairu knew that he couldn't be counted on in this matter.

Looking at Jia Zhang's appearance again, he looked at her meaning, and regretted in his heart, the original choice was too unwise.

So much so that if there is a slight dissatisfaction now, it will attract laughter from the people in the courtyard.

Qin Huairu secretly swallowed this breath and continued to coax Xiaodang.

At noon, Yang Xiaotao took more than ten square meters of tofu to Zhou's house, said that he had eaten at Zhou's house, and then went to Director Wang's house.

On weekdays, everyone is busy, they don't see each other much, and they don't want to trouble people, so they can only take advantage of this year to walk more.

Feelings are such a thing, if you don't move around in March, you will be unfamiliar when you meet.

I didn't see each other for three years, and I only smiled when I met.

When Yang Xiaotao walked out of Director Wang's house, he had two more bottles of wine in his hand.

This is what Uncle Li shoehorned, and the people are sophisticated, and this is how they come and go.

Yang Xiaotao didn't go home with the wine, and went to Wang Fa's house by the way.

A few Xing Jiaqi from the same group were also there, so Yang Xiaotao carried wine, took out tofu, eggs, two old hams, and more than a pound of pork from the space, and hurried all the way to Wang Fa's house, causing a commotion in the alley.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao coming, Wang Fa, his wife and children were all happy, and they usually moved around and knew each other.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao brought so many things, Wang Fa's wife Xiao Mingyue had a serious face, so many things can get a lot of money.

In particular, meat and sausages, as well as wine, are rare to use as gifts.

Wang Fa didn't ask much, he knew Yang Xiaotao's personality, and since he could bring it, there must be it.

He can't brush this face.

Call the children of the house and let them go out and find someone.

At dinner, Li Nan and Jiaqi's group of people gathered, and everyone was drunk after drinking a meal, and then helped each other to go home.

Yang Xiaotao sent Li Wei home, and then walked into the courtyard alley.

On the side of the road, the snow turned white in the moonlight, and I couldn't help but want to step on it.

Turning around and coming to the mouth of the alley of the courtyard, a figure happened to walk into the courtyard.

Yang Xiaotao squinted his eyes and recognized that person, Jia Dongxu.

I didn't feel anything, I just slowed down and walked home.

When I returned to the middle courtyard, it was pitch black all around, and even the Jia family turned off the lights.

Walking into the house, Wangcai looked up and saw that he was lying in the nest again.

Xiaowei also flew out of the vegetable garden and landed on Yang Xiaotao's shoulder.

Go home and wash up and go to bed.

When I woke up the next day, it was already twenty-nine, and the people in the courtyard began to prepare for the New Year.

Aunt Chen next door has already started to make steamed buns, and Yang Xiaotao also went over to help.

Every family is busy, and there is a rare time to rest throughout the year, and the family is reunited and lively.

In this way, by the time of the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the courtyard was also festive.

The three masters set up the table in the front yard as usual, holding a brush in their right hand, and the pen walked on the red paper, and there was a basin in front of the table, which was called the pen fee.

It's just that this year is different, the situation was not so difficult before, and even if it was difficult during the New Year, it could save a little, but now, after the supply of materials has been reduced, the salary has been cut again, and the people in the courtyard still have something to polish the pen?

After a morning, the first and second uncles supported the melon seeds and peanuts with friendship, and the others watched from afar and were discouraged.

In the middle courtyard, Wang Dashan held two couplets with a smile on his face.

The couplet was written by Yang Xiaotao, and in his opinion, the words on it were no worse than those written by Yan Fugui.

And most importantly, don't want anything, give it away for nothing.

Looking at the couplet in front of Yang Xiaotao and Uncle Chen, I admire Yang Xiaotao's ability even more.

That's the beauty of reading.

sighed in my heart, when I go home, I must urge the junior to study hard.

"Xiao Tao, I'm back!"

"Okay, you're busy, I'll write some more."

Yang Xiaotao worked hard in the house to write and feel the joy of the New Year.

Of course, most of this joy comes from the system.

In the morning, when Yang Xiaotao was about to write two couplets to practice writing, the system's prompt sounded.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for mastering the primary calligraphy skill on their own, this skill is a non-system reward skill and cannot be upgraded with credits."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, get 500 credits."

Another 500 credits are in hand, and more importantly, after systematic appraisal, this calligraphy has also been taken.

This calligraphy is only a beginner and gives 500 credits, so if you continue to practice, you will not be more intermediate and advanced in the future.

Now Yang Xiaotao counts, last time he gave a lot of credits for both Assassin and English, and it seems that starting from reading is also a way to get credits.

I wrote a few more couplets at home, and many people in the courtyard heard that Yang Xiaotao didn't want anything here, so they came in twos and threes, and then left with the couplet.

The three masters looked pampered and not shocked in the front yard, but they were determined by the people in the courtyard, and they were not allowed to hang a Spring Festival couplet for the New Year?

Sooner or later, you'll have to bring something.

But just when he was waiting for the harvest, there was a commotion in the surrounding crowd, and then it gradually dispersed, and Yang Zhongyuan walked away.

After a while, there were only a few children playing in the front yard, but there was not a single one who came to ask for the Spring Festival couplets.

Just when Yan Fugui was puzzled, the boss Yan Jiecheng ran over and whispered in his ear, Yan Fugui's face changed greatly when he heard this.

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The brush fell on the table, and the pen and ink were scattered on the table.

The face shook with anger.

"Don't talk about Wende, don't talk about Wende!"

Yan Fugui's face was serious, anger kept rushing into his heart, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Dad, what should I do?"

Yan Jiecheng went to see it, Yang Xiaotao's handwriting was no worse than his own, and people put pen and paper on it, and they didn't need money, which showed the high and low.

Yan Fugui suppressed his anger and became concerned in his heart.

Originally, it was an income every year, but why did it come out like this year?

Now I don't say whether anyone is coming, if I continue to charge any pen fees, then my reputation will be over.

Gritting his teeth, Yan Fugui shook his head, "You go and say, we don't want money." ”

Yan Jiecheng listened, but didn't react, until Yan Fugui kicked it before he ran away and walked towards the middle courtyard.

"Damn, don't leave anyone alive."

"Damn it..."

Yang Xiaotao didn't notice the situation in the courtyard, he was writing purely for the sake of writing, and he was already very content to be able to gain 500 credits.

It wasn't until he saw that many people in the courtyard came to ask for Spring Festival couplets that Yang Xiaotao realized that he seemed to have robbed the three masters of the deal.

However, he didn't care, everyone who came took it himself, and he couldn't use those couplets, and it was considered waste to them.

Seeing Jia Zhang's looking around in the courtyard, Yang Xiaotao casually put down the brush and wrote a lot.

Write again, hehe.

I haven't gotten the Spring Festival couplets yet, but seeing that Yang Xiaotao didn't write, I didn't dare to talk more, so I could only go back to the front yard stupidly, where the three masters are also free.

Until noon, the courtyard was plastered with Spring Festival couplets, and they were beaming.

Only the three masters in the front yard, although they are red and colorful, they do not have the joy of the past years.

"Dad, look at it, just a few peanuts, how to divide this New Year?"

Yan Jiecheng looked at the peanuts and melon seeds in the basin that were about to bottom out, and his mouth was full of resentment.

"It's all Yang Xiaotao, the previous things have passed, why can't you get along with us? This has only intensified! ”

"Yes, old man, if Yang Xiaotao does this, how will he do it in the future."

The three mothers are also sad on the side.

The third master was half-lying on a chair, and he came over to look at the roof.

"This kid can't let him be idle."

After a while, Yan Fugui sat up straight, a sentence came out of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with the essence of calculation.

(End of chapter)