As an old accountant, Wang Shudun's calligraphy is quite good, relatives and friends during the New Year's holidays, neighbors will take red paper to let him write a blessing word, and those who are particular will also leave a few cents as a pen fee, and there is no way to buy couplets, so Qingyao only thought about going to the city to test the water, the money of the people in the village is too difficult to earn, and most of them rely on themselves to be self-sufficient.

As far as their family is concerned, the cotton clothes on their bodies are made by themselves, they only need to take cloth tickets to buy cloth, take cotton tickets to buy cotton, ready-to-wear, and only people in the town will buy them, and there are elderly ladies in the village who can even spin and spin cloth, and they can't grow cotton in the northeast.

"Master, let's not write the old words, can we write the new line?"

"Okay, let's say what to write, and the master will write for you" The old man has the right to coax the child, and it doesn't take much effort to write a few for the child.

"I know that Ye is the best, Master, I met my former husband when I went to the post office, Mr. Guan remembered a few pairs, you write this for me" Qing Yao went to the town this time to meet the teacher, no one knows, anyway, her third brother did not follow into the post office, took out a piece of paper from her arms, she wrote everything that could be recited in pencil, and some of the things that I couldn't remember also consulted 0393, which was densely written.

Wang Shudun thought that he would write a few sheets, but when he saw that there were so many pairs of these pairs, he was immediately embarrassed, when did he have to write, and he couldn't finish writing it in three days, "Do you have so much paper?"

"Yes, master" Qing Yao put a bundle of cut paper on the table, and bared a small tooth, "You are too little, I have all this money, the pencils are all gone, and Xiumei borrowed a lot"

Wang Shudun thought to himself, I am too little? I am too much, I don't have so many words to write in the team, I write so much, his ink is not enough, this kid said that he wants to learn to write, how can he write.

"Go, go, how can your lord have time to take care of you, clean up the useless day by day" Before Wang Shudun could speak, Li Zhaodi was reluctant to do so, so he took a duster and chased her.

Qingyao didn't want to be angry with her this time, if she wanted to make some money for herself, she wouldn't be able to find her father to write, she thought that she could add some money to fill the family during the New Year, she was thinking about crossing the Ming Road to buy some meat for her family.

Her grandmother can use the things at home to subsidize her third uncle, but her granddaughter earns money at a young age, her grandmother wants to take it, and her grandfather can't let it, take the granddaughter's money to support the elders, and the face is still missing, the brother and sister-in-law helped the younger brother in the past, as a niece, filial piety is enough, and it does not exist.

"Milk, I have a good way to earn some money to buy you a piece of cloth, and give my master a whole cigarette to smoke, and our family doesn't grow tobacco leaves" Qing Yao explained, and then said, "This cost is also low, it is a waste of time, looking at the end of the year, I feel distressed when I see that you have been tired for a year" Qing Yao's mouth was very sweet

"Moreover, as long as my grandfather's words are good, these words sold in ancient times are worth the old money"

"What else can you make, take what you can, blow it here, I'll look at you......"

"Okay, okay, don't say a word, Liunier is also kind, isn't it good to have this heart" Wang Shudun interrupted Li Zhaodi's words, and asked Qingyao again, "What do you want to do to make money?"

"Master, look at my couplet."

Wang Shudun picked up the piece of paper, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the writing was good, "It is worthy of being a teacher in the town, what is written is good, you are going to sell Spring Festival couplets?

"Master, look at this again" Qing Yao showed her the paper with the pattern, because it was handmade, each one was different, there were small dolls, small ingots, all kinds of small blessing characters that he had never seen, and longevity characters, all of which were very good-looking, "This is what you painted? Who did you learn from?"

"I painted it, I don't know who I learned it from, haven't I forgotten it, and I can't remember, maybe it was a teacher who taught it" Qingyao bit her to death and she didn't remember

"Haven't you forgotten to draw?"

"If you learn to do it, it may be unforgettable, anyway, you will be able to pick up the pen"

Wang Shudun didn't dig deeper, he couldn't even dream that his granddaughter Lizi would change someone!" With this picture and this painting, there is a little possibility, then okay, I'll write it for you" He called Li Zhaodi to bring his ink and brush

Qing Yao actually wants to draw the door god painting, but unfortunately she only has a pencil to draw it is not good-looking, and there is no other color, she took out her pencil while peeking at her father's writing, while secretly dipping ink on the red paper to draw blessing words, she can write, all say that calligraphy and painting are not separated, she is just not so proficient, all for the purpose of painting artistic words when learning, and now the school does not teach calligraphy, this lie does not go back, the probability of writing calligraphy at home is too great, and the most important thing is that he doesn't know where to get pen and ink, his grandfather is all sent by Murakami。

That's it, one writes, the other steals the painting, Qing Yao thought that her father couldn't find out what she was doing, but in fact, Wang Shudun saw that she didn't write a blessing word, but the painting was quite good-looking, so he turned a blind eye and let her go.

can't write so much in one day, her father promised her to write to her the next day, Qingyao also plans to take advantage of the upcoming New Year to go to the city to try the water, this matter will be easier to do after the bright road, and Qingyao's parents also support her, in case she can really make some money and come back, it is also to add some income to the family.

Li Zhaodi thought that this thing could really make money, and she would teach it to the third family to sell it in the future.

Qing Yao didn't know what she thought, even if she knew, she had to sneer, she still wanted to get porcelain work without that diamond?

Qing Yao went back to the house to prepare to go, to go to the city to go to the town first, this trip will take four hours, and she can't come back that day, so she has to borrow to stay at her fourth uncle Wang Likang's house, and her mother won't let her go to the third uncle's house.

I heard her mother say that although her grandmother also misses her fourth uncle, her fourth uncle is not a shallow eyelid, and he also respects his sister-in-law very much, he does not come back empty-handed every year, the children's education is also very good, and there is no contradiction between the concubines, this time I went to the fourth uncle's house to borrow, and also put some dried potatoes and radishes at home for Qingyao's father to carry on his back, Qingyao is young, and no one is at ease when he goes to the city, so he decided to go with Qingyao's father Wang Limin.

The next day, early in the morning, Qingyao's mother got up and baked a few tortillas for the two of them, and Qingyao and her father set off with the certificate that Murakami had opened.

The original owner has never been to the city, she doesn't know how to go, and when she got to the town, her father took her to the bus station, she knew that she was going to take a bus, the bus ticket cost four cents per person, and the charge was based on the length of the journey, the bus ticket was a long one, and the left side was painted with a capital number written vertically, and the right side was a small date pattern, Qing Yao put the ticket away, and asked if 0393 was a feature of time and space.

The people who sit in the bus are all big bags and small bags, the bus is not freezing, and there are many people who go out in winter, and the people who are familiar with each other in the car are nagging each other with loud voices in the authentic Northeast dialect, Qingyao was protected by her father in the back seat, listening to the excitement with relish.

The bumpy car is not fast, mainly at this time there is no cement road, all are gravel roads, the road is not very easy to walk, it is difficult for her father to solve breakfast on such a bumpy car, Qingyao did not eat, she described in her mind on the flat road to the bus with one hundred and eighty speed bumps, probably the effect at this time, a bumpy walk, quite a feeling!