Luo Shi looked at Cai's demeanor in his eyes, glanced at Wen Jin again, and didn't say anything, but when he saw that Wen Xiuyi finished writing, he put away his pen.

"What about yourselves?" Roche asked.

"Huh?" Wen Xiuyi was stunned for a moment, and said bluntly: "Didn't our house be demolished?" I don't stick it before I cover it. ”

Roche wanted to talk about the house they live in now, but after thinking about it, the words came to his lips and swallowed again.

After the couplet was written, Luo boiled the paste, and asked Wen Laohan to take his three sons, all of them were pasted inside and out, and it looked red from a distance, which was festive.

Not only that, but this year, their house also hung a red lantern, and in the distance there was a touch of red swaying in the wind, which was very beautiful.

When the people in the village saw it, they only had envy, of course, those who had red lanterns at home also followed the Wen family and hung the red lanterns high, which was beautiful and festive.

In the afternoon, villagers from the Wen family came to the door one after another, bringing red paper with them, some of which were newly bought at first glance, and some of which had been kept at home for several years.

Wen Xiuyi, as the only talent in Gutong Village, is also the most knowledgeable person in their village, and in previous years, no one came to the door to ask Wen Xiuyi to write a couplet.

But Wen Xiuyi's eyes were above the top at that time, and his eyes were eager to grow to the sky, where would he be willing to help write couplets, not to mention the villagers, even the Wen family's own He had never written it.

This is the first year.

No, just because I saw that the Wen family had posted it, thinking about the changes in Wen Xiuyi during this time, there was that bold, so I came to the door with a red paper, thinking about trying my luck, the worst and worst is not being rejected, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Wen Xiuyi was being grabbed by Wen Laohan to repair the livestock shed, he saw that there seemed to be something wrong with the sky, and wanted to cover the shed for Rhubarb more firmly, so he heard Luo calling him in the front yard.

When he came out, he found out that everyone was looking for him to write couplets.

"Okay, what should I do, second and third, move our table outside, head, big head, son, borrow your ink from my father again." Wen Xiuyi opened his mouth to gather everyone.

I don't know why, the person who came to ask for the couplet saw him like this, and when he heard the tone of his speech, he laughed unconsciously, where is this still the original high-minded Wen Xiucai.

Wen Xiuzhu and Wen Xiuqing moved the table, and the big head finished his ink and brought it out, and sat next to him to watch Wen Xiuyi write, and his little hands were also comparing paintings with paintings, as if he was eager to try.

Wen Xiuyi was ready, raised his head and asked the first villager, "What do you write?" ”

Villager: "...... I, I don't know, I haven't read a book. ”

"......" Wen Xiuyi sighed and said, "Then I'll just write it?" ”

The villagers nodded again and again: "Well, write an auspicious and festive one." ”

Wen Xiuyi pondered for a while, picked up the pen and wrote down eighteen big characters, and after writing, he picked it up and read: "Peace and happiness are high, people and families are good every year, and everything is going well, what's going on, okay?" ”

The corners of the villager's mouth were about to reach the root of his ears, and he kept nodding and bending down to thank him: "Okay, okay, it's too good, Wen Xiucai, thank you, thank you." After speaking, he happily took his couplet and left, and did not forget to show off to others along the way.

When the villagers saw that Wen Xiuyi would really help write couplets, they wanted to rush to Wen's house one by one, and shouted in their mouths: "Wen Xiucai, help my family write one too." ”

Seeing that you are coming and going, and you are about to make a mess when you squeeze me and push me, Roche didn't know where to take a big broom out, go to that station, and yell: "Shut up for me, stand up." ”

By her yell, the courtyard suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Roche and shrunk their necks.

Lu Yo waved the broom in his hand and said coldly: "What's the noise about the New Year?" Now, all of them will line up for me, come one by one, whoever dares to cut in line and make trouble, the old lady will throw him out now. ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately began to line up and stand up, although there were always a little twists and turns in the process, after all, no one would let anyone, but in the end, under Luo's glare, they barely lined up in a long line.

Gutong Village is not a small village, there are more than 100 families in the village, with the person who wrote the couplet to go home, on the way to such a publicity, those who did not come to try their luck.

There is no big red paper, so I cut the size of the arm, no matter what, it is also a New Year's meaning, isn't it?

Wen Xiuyi wrote until the end that he was running out of words, and almost asked Wen Yao to buy a couplet on the spot.

Fortunately, in the end, the auspicious couplets were turned over and over, and finally all the couplets in the village were written before dark.

The couplet was finished, and the others were tired and paralyzed, and the ink blocks for the big heads were also used up.

"Dad, I'm gone." The big head was direct, not that he slammed the door, or he was a little distressed, but thinking of the smiles on the faces of the villagers, that little distress was nothing.

Wen Xiuyi wanted to touch the big head's head when he heard this, but he didn't bother to raise his hand, and said directly: "Find our housekeeper and ask her to buy you a new one, head, don't call me, let my father rest." ”

The big head sighed distressedly, stepped forward and stretched out his little hand, massaging Wen Xiuyi's arm again and again.

This heart-warming gesture made Wen Xiuyi unable to care about the sourness of his hands, so he scooped his big head into his arms and took a bite on his face: "Dad's good son, it's really rare to die dad." ”

The other people in the courtyard watched the father and son making a fuss, and seemed to be used to the father and son getting along during this time, and they all laughed, and the big head's face turned red as soon as they brushed it, and they closed their eyes and shyly went straight into Wen Xiuyi's arms.

Luo knew that his son had worked hard all day today, so he stepped forward and hugged the big head, holding it himself, but he didn't let Wen Xiuyi do anything else.

Early the next morning, because Dr. Jin would come today, everyone in the Wen family got up at dawn, packed up, and prepared, Wen Laohan took his three sons early in the morning, carrying the tribute and incense candles prepared by Luo to go up the mountain, burn some incense and candles for the ancestors of the Wen family, and let the ancestors have a good New Year underground.

Not long after coming down from the mountain, the Jin family's carriage came, and as soon as the carriage stopped, three children jumped out of the carriage, Wen Ying, Datou and Jin Xiuyi.

It turned out that the child who was playing at the entrance of the village saw the carriage of the Jin family coming, and immediately ran to report to Wen Ying and Datou, and the two of them ran to the entrance of the village to pick up Dr. Jin and them, and then they came back in the carriage together.

"Grandma Wen, Grandpa Wen, I'm here." As soon as Jin Xiuyi got out of the carriage, he followed Wen Ying and Datou inside, and almost knocked down the people who came out from inside.

Luo Che grabbed the big head and Jin Xiuyi one by one, and took their hands to welcome them out with his backhand.

Hong Hai just helped Dr. Jin and Shopkeeper Qiu get out of the car.