Chapter 105 Spring Festival Couplets

After thinking about it for a while, Guan Yang took the pen and wrote on the cut red paper: The fifth watch is divided into two years, and the two years are happy every year. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info horizontal criticism: Congratulations on the New Year. The spring rain is silky and moistens all things, and the red plum embroiders thousands of mountains. Horizontal batch: Spring is full of joy. The red plum buds are proud of the winter snow, and the green willows spit out the new year. Horizontal batch: celebrate the Chinese New Year and so on.

"Childe, how did I write?"

Among all of them, Chu Rongrong's level is the highest: "Childe writes very well, but it is still inferior to that of the literary meeting." ”

Guan Yang smiled: "I'm already very satisfied, the Spring Festival couplets are too limited. And it's been played by people for thousands of years, and it's been played through a long time ago, which is already good. ”

"Childe has a point. ”

Shuangshuang reminded: "Childe, the door painting hasn't been painted yet." ”

"I'll just paint. Put away the couplet, Guan Yang began to paint, the door painting of the Spring Festival is also very simple, either the god of wealth or the god of the door, but these gods let Guan Yang stay up all night, because Guan Yang not only painted carefully, but also had to color, and when he finished painting, there was already a rooster crowing.

"Ah......" Guan Yang yawned: "Xiaoshi has put things away, I'll go catch up on sleep." "The others have already slept, and only Guan Yang and Shi Tianqi who accompanied him are left in the study.

"Ah? yes, Childe. Shi Tianqi was dozing off, and after listening to Guan Yang's words, he reluctantly opened his eyes, put away the door painting, and waited for Uncle Ming to use it later.

But as soon as Guan Yang lay down, Qian Tonghai came: "Brother Guan, what's wrong with you?" Noticing that Guan Yang was not very energetic, Qian Tonghai asked curiously.

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep all night, and I just cared about writing Spring Festival couplets and painting doors. Guan Yang said listlessly.

"Speaking of Spring Festival couplets. Qian Tonghai said: "You can also get some for our family." ”

Qian Tonghai's Spring Festival couplets Guan Yang is ready: "I have already made it for your family, there are Spring Festival couplets door paintings, you can ask Uncle Ming for it later." ”

"Then thank you Brother Guan. "Qian Tonghai is overjoyed, Guan Yang's painting doesn't know how, but the face is a must.

"You're welcome, I don't know what Brother Qian came to me today?" Guan Yang asked with a strong spirit.

"By the way, I forgot if you didn't remind me. Qian Tonghai said: "I have fought with Qian Luoxue." ”

Guan Yang immediately came to his senses: "Really, what is the result?"

"Of course I won. Qian Tonghai said proudly.

"How's she going?"

Qian Tonghai said: "It's very powerful, it's a fluke that I can win against her." ”

"What about her martial arts path?" Guan Yang was more concerned about this.

"She walks a light and elegant path, and her moves are very beautiful, after all, she is a girl. "But you have to pay special attention to her weapons." ”

"What kind of weapon?"

"It's a nine-foot white silk with a gold ring at each end, which is very powerful. She also has a soft sword, which is like a spirit snake spitting out letters, and it is impossible to prevent it. In short, you have to be careful. ”

"I remembered. ”

"That's okay, I won't disturb you to rest, I'll go to Uncle Ming to paint. "Qian Tonghai came today mainly to remind Guan Yang that he would leave after speaking.

Guan Yangting was moved: "I'll send you." ”

"No, you can rest. ”

Sending Qian Tonghai away, Guan Yang returned to the bedroom and fell asleep, this sleep was dark, and when he woke up again, it was already Shen Shi.

"Childe, you're awake. Shuangshuang, who was guarding the outer room, heard the voice, pushed the door and walked in. Since discovering that Shuangshuang was more able to serve people, Shuangshuang was arranged to serve Guan Yang specifically.

"Hmm. Just woke up, Guan Yang was still a little confused, and rubbed his eyes: "No one came today, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Huh?" Guan Yang immediately sobered up: "Who is coming?"

Shuangshuang said: "It's a person named Qian Luoxue, what is the young island master of Changsheng Island, who said that he is here to challenge you." Speaking of this, Shuangshuang was still a little angry: "The martial arts are not very good, but they stink fart to death." ”

"Martial arts?" Guan Yang was shocked: "Have you fought with her?

"No, I don't. Shuangshuang covered his mouth and smiled: "Sister Qingqing can't get used to her, so she cleaned her up." ”

"That's good. Qin Qing made a move, and Yang was relieved.

"But that person also said that he would definitely come to challenge you. ”

Guan Yang waved his hand and said, "It's okay, come on." "He is not afraid, although Guan Yang is a congenital second-layer, but this is his realm, not combat effectiveness. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, Guan Yang felt that it was not a problem for him to fight with Shi Tianqi for dozens of moves now, of course, even if Qin Qing was a speed-type swordsman, Guan Yang was not an opponent at all, and he couldn't even see how she came out with a sword.

"Childe, it's not good. Guan Yang was getting dressed, and Mo Ming walked in, although he shouted that it was not good, he did not panic at all.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Ming said: "Childe, the Spring Festival couplets and door paintings we posted outside have been stolen. ”

"Huh, who did it?" Guan Yang couldn't cry or laugh.

"I don't know. ”

"Childe, wouldn't you like to write another copy?" Shuangshuang suggested.

Guan Yang said: "No, what if someone else comes to steal?"

"What should I do then?" Mo Ming was also worried.

Guan Yang thought for a moment: "Why don't I draw it directly." ”

"Childe, is this okay?" Mo Ming asked.

Guan Yang said confidently: "No problem, leave it to me." ”

Just do it, wait for the things to be ready, Guan Yang climbed the ladder, first drew the shape of red paper on the door frame and door, and after it was dry, Guan Yang wrote the Spring Festival couplets on the door frame, and when the Spring Festival couplets were written, the door panel was also dry, and then drew Guan Yu and Zhang Fei on the door.

"How's it going? I'm good at drawing, right?"

"It's not just good," Su Rongrong praised: "It's just too similar." ”

Qin Qing also said: "Yes, Childe, it's really similar, you can see that even the folds of the paper have been drawn." ”

"That's right. At first glance, it looks exactly the same as the one that was pasted. ”

"I'll see who can steal it this time. ”

"Hahaha......" Listening to everyone's praise, Guan Yang was very proud, and his painting proficiency was not in vain.

"Alright, no one should steal it this time, let's all go in. After packing up their things, everyone returned to the courtyard and began to prepare for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

"Childe, why are you here too?" Shi Tianqi and the girls were busy in the kitchen, and Guan Yang, who had nothing to do, also came over to help.

"I'll come over and see if I can help?"

"No need Childe, we already have enough manpower. Qin Qing ignored the flour in his hand and pushed Guan Yang out.

"Yes, Childe, you just have to wait and eat. Both persuaded him.

Chu Rongrong also said: "Son, the gentleman is far away from cooking." ”

"......" Guan Yang left silently, vowing to show his hand to let them see.

"What are you doing?" Sitting in the courtyard, Guan Yang thought hard for a long time: "...... It's still simpler to do a flower ****.

While everyone was not paying attention, Guan Yang took a chicken and some spices to the backyard. Stuff the spice into the belly of the chicken, wrap the chicken in leaves, and finally coat it in mud and place it in the fire.

"Childe, what are you doing?" Mo Ming came out to get firewood, but saw that his son didn't know what he was doing.

"Uncle Ming, it's okay, I'll bake the fire. "Guan Yang is a thief.

"Roasting fire?" Mo Ming was even more strange: "Childe, don't you have a stove in your house, why do you bake a fire here?"

"Ah...... This one...... Oh, the backyard is a nice view, and I was going to compose a poem, but I didn't have a clue for a long time, so I just lit a fire and thought about it. Guan Yang was in a hurry and came up with a reason.

"Poetry?" Mo Ming doesn't look like it, and the backyard scenery is not very good, right?

"Don't worry, I'm fine. You are busy with your own business. Guan Yang pushed away the suspicious Mo Ming and continued to squat by the fire, adding firewood from time to time.