Chapter 118: The Zodiac Round is New Again
January 31st.
The day before Chinese New Year's Eve.
When Wen Yu woke up in the morning, there were already sporadic crackling firecrackers outside.
It's a little cold, but the atmosphere is warm.
The living room wasn't cold, because the balcony door was closed, and Sakamoto crouched on the side of the glass sliding door, looking out. The chickens they bought were huddled in the corner of the balcony, very frightened by the fat cat's eyes.
"Sakamoto, go farther, if you dare to eat it, I will dare to eat you."
Wen Yu shouted.
Sakamoto glanced back at him, made a very humane reluctant expression, and meowed and paced to the kitchen door, changing his view to Wen's mother busy in the kitchen.
Mother Wen washed the dishes and prepared for tomorrow's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
Wen Yu also leaned against the kitchen door frame, yawning.
"Mom, Dad, why is there no one in the morning."
Wen's mother glanced back, "Your dad went out to buy New Year's goods, and he has to buy some snacks and dried fruits." ”
Fu lowered his head again, and continued to say: "Are you hungry, I'll cook noodles for you?" ”
"Forget it, I'll have some snacks and go straight to lunch."
"Snacks, how can snacks be full......
"Yes, yes, I'm not hungry!"
Wen Yu was busy running.
didn't take two steps, and heard Wen's mother shouting angrily: "If you are not hungry, go find Qiao'er and his father next door, he is writing Spring Festival couplets, find him to write a few pairs, paste them first." ”
"Shouldn't the Spring Festival couplets be written tomorrow?"
"Qiao'er, their family has something to do tomorrow, so let's get it today."
"Oh, okay."
Wen Yu checked the plum he bought, took another pack of shaqima, and came to Fu Chengque's house while eating.
In the living room of the Fu family, there are red couplets on the coffee table and the ground, and Fu Dad and Fu Orange Finch are circling in between, and the atmosphere is lively.
Fu Chengque noticed Wen Yu first, and shouted happily: "Wen Yu, come on, wow, write Spring Festival couplets!" ”
Wen Yu greeted Fu's father first, "Uncle Fu wrote, my mother asked me to come to you and ask for a few Spring Festival couplets." ”
Dad Fu didn't raise his head, "Xiao Yu came over to help study ink, Qiao'er is really stupid, and she can't grind it." ”
Wen Yu stepped forward quickly and said to Fu Chengque, "Do you want to eat Shaqima?" ”
Seeing that the girl shook her head, she stuffed the snack into her mouth, swallowed it twice, and then took the ink stone from the flat-mouthed Fu Chengque's hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fu, your 'Yan Body' looks really good." Powerful and powerful, the momentum is good. ”
Dad Fu glanced at Wen Yu and was a little proud, "Do you know now?" Back then, I asked you two to learn from me, but I didn't want to, and now the words you write are not much better than dog pee! ”
"It's not too late, it's not too late, I'm not here now."
"Ink thicker."
"Okay."
While speaking, Dad Fu wrote a couplet, blew it, put the upper and lower couplets together, and said to Wen Yu: "Take a look!" ”
"Welcome the New Year, and say goodbye to the old year." Wen Yu read it out and praised it very cooperatively: "Uncle Fu's words are so beautiful." ”
Dad Fu laughed, and Fu Chengque muttered on the side: "Sycophant." ”
Father Fu's ears moved, and when he heard this muttering, his brows were already furrowed.
But he didn't get angry, but picked up the brush a few times, and another couplet came out.
This time, he didn't need Wen Yu to open his mouth, he read it himself: "Lipin Yisi is a true gentleman, and you have to work hard to study." ”
After reading it, he handed it to Fu Chengque, "Go, stick it on your bedroom door." ”
Fu Chengque's face immediately became bitter, and when he looked left and right, his father's face was dark, and Wen Yu's face was gloating.
The empress has just grown up, her strength is weak, her voice is not loud, her arms can't twist her thighs, so she has to hum and chirp to quickly paste it.
Dad Fu watched Fu Chengque finish posting, turned his head and asked Wen Yu: "What do you write at home, do you have any ideas?" ”
"The door, kitchen, and balcony are normal, and I want to post one in my own bedroom."
"Those are simple, what are you going to write in your bedroom?"
Wen Yu pondered for a moment, "Xuan talks about the prosperity of Toast, and the round of the zodiac is new. ”
Fu Orange Bird came back and shouted: "Ah, I don't understand!" ”
Dad Fu was stunned, smacked it, and nodded, "Rare couplet, it's a little interesting." Xiao Yu, do you have any ideas? If you can talk to your uncle, tell me, and you will definitely help you. ”
Wen Yu laughed, "It's not that serious, I just didn't know where I saw it before, it sounds good, it's more appropriate to use it this year." ”
"It's a good fit. This year, when you finish the college entrance examination, you will start another journey in your life. Dad Fu looked at the two of them, and his eyes were much softer, "College work, love and marriage, starting a family and having children, round after round." ”
There seemed to be another voice in the slow words, "This coupling is very good, come, help me press the coupling." ”
Wen Yu and Fu Chengque started together, one pressing the upper head and the other leading the lower head.
Dad Fu pondered for a while and waved his pen.
After the couplet was written, Wen Fu and the two ran back and forth, pasting one couplet after another.
The atmosphere of the Spring Festival was several layers thicker after the red Spring Festival couplets were pasted, and Fu Chengque pasted the banner of "The Years Are Quiet" on Wen Yu's bedroom door with a satisfied expression.
"Mr. Wen, this is a good batch."
"Isn't it very elegant."
Fu Chengque nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, it's a bit like your current temperament." As she spoke, she saw Sakamoto enter the bedroom, so she followed up and found a place to sit down.
Wen Yu became interested, tilted his head and looked at Qingmei, "What kind of temperament do I have now?" ”
"Wowhaha, it's a little light, it used to be like my mother's pork rib soup, only radish and water."
"Pork rib soup?"
The girl said "hmm" a few times, and thought about it: "It seems that you only have a pair of eyes, and your eyes are looking, and your brain is not thinking." ”
"It's better now, as if someone added a little salt to you, and it tastes a little bit."
"Your parable is so interesting, it deserves to be you."
She scratched her head.
Wen Yu laughed a few times, "What I said earlier makes some sense. But I still have something to think about, maybe you haven't noticed it yet. ”
"Really?"
"For example, I am looking forward to university life."
"I'm looking forward to it too!"
Fu Orange Bird was excited, and said, "I have to go to my grandmother's house tomorrow, I have to spend Chinese New Year's Eve over there this year." ”
"Is Grandma okay?"
"It's okay, so let's take advantage of this year to have a very lively New Year together."
"When will you be back?"
"The day after tomorrow, I'll come back on the first day of the new year."
"It's good, help me talk about it, just say that I miss her old man."
"Poof, Wen Yu, you really look like a good baby in the eyes of adults now."
"This doesn't count, grandma is very good to me."
"Got it, got it!"
Fu Chengfinch hugged Sakamoto on his lap and stroked his hair slowly.
There was no movement in the task, and she couldn't guess Wen Yu's thoughts, even the simplest thoughts of being hungry and tired couldn't be closed, and no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.
It's over!
The task is probably not going to be completed.
She thought to herself, there was regret in her heart, but she was not sad.
The girl got up and patted her buttocks, "I'm going back to dinner!" ”
The figure shook, leaving a burst of fragrant wind.
Wen Yu retracted his gaze, and there was a hint of amusement in his heart: I thought that the Fu Orange Sparrow in this life was only innocent, but now it seems that she also has delicate places.
At the very least, someone found him.
(End of chapter)