When she arrived at Wang Likang's house, Qing Yao was warmly welcomed by the fourth aunt, and the fourth uncle's family only had a pair of dragon and phoenix fetal daughters, all of whom were younger than Qing Yao, and the relationship between the characters was relatively simple.

At the dinner table, Qing Yao recognized a circle of people, and also harvested a set of stationery given to her by her grandfather (the father of the fourth aunt), Qing Yao felt that the old man was going to give it to her grandson, but it turned out to be cheaper for her, Qing Yao also gave the old man what she thought was the best painting of longevity.

Today, I sat in the car for a morning, and was delayed by thieves for half a day, the winter in the Northeast was dark early, Qingyao only had time to recognize the location of the market with her fourth uncle, so she went back to the fourth uncle's house to rest, and squeezed a kang with her aunt and cousin at night, so that Qingyao, who had occupied a kang by herself for the past few days, was very unaccustomed, but there was no way, this is the room divided by the unit, it was her grandfather's, just two kangs, if you don't live on the kang, go to the outhouse to be a popsicle, it's useless to be hypocritical, Qingyao can only count the sheep with her eyes closed, counting and counting the divergent thinking, Qingyao fell asleep......

Early the next morning, Qing Yao and her father came to the market with couplets, there are many places, there are fewer things sold in winter, and there are not too many people

"Buy a good couplet, have a good New Year, don't buy a couplet, look at the couplet, the same money. "I'll change the word after a while

"There is an upper link, there is a lower link, and the middle horizontal batch is complete. The upper link allows you to be blessed with Lushun, and the lower link wishes you good luck, and the horizontal batch is concise and concise, and the couplet does not need to spend a lot of money. ”

Even if the weather is very cold, it can't stop Qingyao's enthusiasm, for money, for meat, and rushing ducks.

Wang Limin silently handed her a small wooden stick.

Qing Yao ...... No wonder I feel numb!

It's a pity that there is a distance between imagination and reality, although many people look at the excitement, but not many people buy, seeing that it's almost noon, but not too much is sold, her father asked her if she wants to sell cheaply, and the capital is not much, Qingyao can't think about it, she has seen the couplets sold by others, whether it is creativity or pictures, it is not as good as hers, and she sells only two cents more expensive than others, a set of couplets is only five cents, for the monthly income of people in the city of dozens of yuan, buy a non-repetitive, face-saving and festive, and it will not be bought.

Qingyao didn't sell anymore, she sold a few good-looking blessing characters left and right, she went out and went around, found a big sister who was watching the excitement, and Pan said, "This comrade, isn't your couplet writing very good? I see you've been reading it for a long time, why don't you buy one?"

"It's a pretty good painting, I haven't seen a pattern, I can go back and make a shoe. The eldest sister said happily.

Qing Yao was puzzled, why didn't she buy it if it was so good-looking?

I asked a few more people, and everyone said that the painting was very good-looking, and the price was not too expensive, but they all bought a few big Fu characters and small Fu characters.

Qing Yao couldn't figure it out, until she heard the two old ladies discuss, she didn't know what the problem was, the bazaar brought by the fourth uncle was the only official place nearby, and the people who could come here to buy things were basically in charge of the family's materials, and most of the things they bought were also related to cooking and work, so most of them only went to elementary school, or even lower, and they didn't know much, so they couldn't tell whether the couplets were written well or not, they could only know whether they were good or not, and the couplets were imitated very quickly, once there were people who knew the goods in it to copy the words, Qing Yao would soon lose the market, after all, she was still painting patterns, and there was more waste of effort, if the price is reduced, I will be sorry for her hard work.

Qingyao ran over to bite her father's ear and talk, Wang Limin is an honest man, what his daughter said makes sense, he followed, and the two told everyone that they would not sell it today, and they would have to rush home, most of them were scattered, but there was an old man who was unwilling

"I haven't chosen this couplet yet, and when I choose it, you can close the stall," he said, and he had to pull the couplet that Qing Yao had not opened.

Qing Yao pressed the burden and didn't let him see it, "This uncle, we won't sell it, it's almost noon, we have to rush home for dinner"

"That's not good, I can't go until I'm done picking" The old man crossed in front of the two of them, just not letting them go

"Uncle, you picked seven or eight pictures just now, which one do you like, I'll give it to you," Wang Limin asked

As soon as Qing Yao heard it, this is wrong, normal people buy Spring Festival couplets, they will look at what the stall owner has put up, even if they don't match, they will leave directly, how can they look at other people's inventory, I'm afraid it doesn't have another purpose, right?

Qing Yao looked at the old man, saw his left hand behind his back, turned around and took a look, and found that there was a black thing in his hand, similar to a stone pen, and he counted it in his heart, which was literal, but he didn't find that he had something like paper, he wrote it down, and the front was almost forgotten, and it was useless, Qing Yao looked around the old man again, so it was so, there was a piece of high ground in the place where the old man was seven or eight steps away, and the snow on it had traces drawn one by one, it was estimated that the old man wrote down the words on the snow, and he could go back and find the paper and copy it down。

In the face of an old man, Qing Yao couldn't launch a strong and brainless version, so she could only outwit, but Qing Yao was not a smart baby, she could only think of such a stupid way to fetch water with a bamboo basket, she took out the borrowed basin, pretended to be tripped, and shouted "Oh Mom" in her mouth The body staggered and threw the basin out hard, smashing it on the snowdrift, the original intention was to cover the handwriting, just leave a basin print, who would have thought that this old man did not pay attention to the words and saw that the words were ruined, and he actually bullied the child and pushed her, this indisputable sense of balance made her lose her stamina, and really took herself down, and plunged into the crowd, one by one, one with a group, so that the innermost circle of people watching the excitement did not run, and Hula fell a large piece.

The national scolding, one after another, fortunately, there are many clothes in winter, and people are fine, after everyone helps each other up, Qingyao decisively pointed to the old man and said, "He...... It was he who pushed me, "The old man is speechless, and it's not a big deal to see the excitement, ah, phew, it's a kind person who is righteous and brave to testify for Qing Yao, the little girl is going to fall, this old man doesn't say help and pushes people!"

Qing Yao, who had gained a lot of sympathy, left the bazaar with her father in the midst of a scolding of the old man, ah! What a lovely and enthusiastic people! No matter where you go, how long it will take, the enthusiasm of our people will not change, Qing Yao pursed her lips and was happy.

The old man, who finally escaped from the encirclement, saw that the handwriting on the snowdrift had already been smashed by the basin, leaving only a basin seal pit that seemed to mock him for abandoning his previous efforts, and he was angry and hammered to the ground, and he really responded to Qing Yao's words Bamboo basket to draw water - an empty one!

What is Qing Yao doing at the moment? She asked her father around and came to the gate of the department store