Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

Chapter 229 Couplet

On New Year's Eve, Lin Qingyan got up early in the morning and made a simple breakfast with Liu Huizhen.

"Qingxuan, after dinner, take the red paper to Uncle Li next door and ask them to write a couplet!"

"Okay!" Lin Qingxuan replied vaguely while eating noodles.

"Is one couplet enough? We need to put one on the front door of our house, one on the inner room, and one on the kitchen door and water tank, right?"

Lin Qingyan looked around her house and counted the number of stickers she needed to post.

"Sister, we don't have that much red paper at home!"

Lin Qingyan paused and asked tentatively: "Mom, can I go buy some red paper?"

"One painting is enough, why do we need so many!" Liu Huizhen disagreed.

Lin Qingyan glanced at the next door.

"I seemed to hear Aunt Zhang next door asking Brother Zhuzi to get a few more couplets."

As soon as Lin Qingyan finished speaking, Liu Huizhen said to her directly:

"If you can buy some, go buy some red paper and paste it all over the house. It's the New Year, we need to be more festive!"

"okay!"

After dinner, Lin Qingyan took Lin Qingxuan to buy red paper and bought the last two sheets of red paper at the supply and marketing cooperative.

I took the red paper to Uncle Li's house next door. The yard where they lived was full of employees from the textile factory, and Uncle Li was the factory's publicity officer.

He had beautiful handwriting. When Lin Qingyan and the others arrived, there were already several children waiting with red paper in their hands. They walked up to Uncle Li and greeted him.

"Qingxuan, there are too many people waiting here. You take one and wait here. Don't write the others. I'll take them home and use them next time."

After Lin Qingyan gave Lin Qingxuan instructions, she went home.

"Mom, where are our brushes?"

"Why do you need a brush? Didn't you ask your uncle Li to help write the couplet?"

"A lot of people are waiting at Uncle Li's house. I asked Qingxuan to wait there as well and asked Uncle Li to help write one copy. I brought the others back!"

"Then put it away and use it next year!"

"Mom, let me try!"

"Can you write?" Liu Huizhen looked at Lin Qingyan with suspicion.

"Mom, I learned it from a teacher in the countryside. I'll write one for you to see later. If it's suitable, I'll write another one."

Lin Qingyan was not really sure about her handwriting. She saw that one of the interest classes that Tongtong had signed up for was calligraphy.

Zhou Limei said that children nowadays compete on being versatile, and she hopes Tongtong can choose one of the many talents to develop so that she can get extra points in the future.

Lin Qingyan was deeply moved by this, so she bought some pens and paper to practice calligraphy.

Seeing that she was in high spirits, Liu Huizhen did not discourage her and found out the brush and ink. Lin Qingyan first cut a strip of red paper, cut it into four small squares, and tried to write a word "Fu".

When the last stroke was made, Liu Huizhen's eyes lit up, "Lao Lin, come out quickly!"

Lin Jianshe, who was in the room, was startled when he heard her shouting and hurried out.

"What happened?"

"Take a look at this word, what do you think?"

Liu Huizhen picked up the word "Fu" written by Lin Qingyan and asked Lin Jianshe with some pride.

"Well written. Was it written by Lao Li? Why does it feel a little different?"

Lin Jianshe knew that his two children went to ask Mr. Li next door to write couplets, so he asked in confusion.

When Liu Huizhen heard what her man said, she burst into laughter, leaving Lin Jianshe confused.

"Lao Lin, this was written by our daughter."

Lin Jianshe looked at Lin Qingyan who was standing beside him with a smile on her face.

"Qingyan, did you write this?"

Before Lin Qingyan could say anything, Liu Huizhen spoke up.

"Nonsense, don't you see the paper and pen here? It's just Qingyan and I here, do I need to ask who wrote it?"

Lin Jianshe didn't care about his wife's criticism of him, and looked at Lin Qingyan happily.

"Qingyan, write a few more and stick them on all the doors in the house later."

"Okay, Dad!"

Lin Qingyan wrote a few Chinese characters for "Fu" on the cut paper and put them aside. She cut the paper for the couplet and thought for a while.

Write on the paper: The motherland is developing day by day, and every family in the vast country is doing well, and the horizontal banner reads: Drink the water and remember its source.

"Good! Well written!"

Lin Jianshe walked back and forth excitedly, rubbing his hands back and forth. He took a few steps, then turned around and walked back.

He said to Lin Qingyan: "Qingyan, please write a few more and ask Qingxuan to send them to your second uncle and third uncle."

What else could Lin Qingyan say? She was interested in showing off today, but she met a father who wanted to show off even more than she did, so she could only obey orders.

So when Lin Qingxuan brought back a pair of couplets from Old Li's house next door, he found that there were already several more couplets in his yard.

"Mom, where did these couplets come from?"

"Your sister wrote it."

"What? My sister wrote it?" He was still holding the couplet in his hand, and looking at the couplet on the table, he was confused.

"Then what about this couplet written by Uncle Li?"

"Stick it on the door, what else can you do?" Liu Huizhen reached out and slapped her youngest son.

Lin Qingxuan jumped up, "Mom, why did you hit me again? You made me stupid."

"He was stupid to begin with. I didn't hit him."

Lin Qingyan stepped forward and stood in front of Lin Qingxuan, and said to Liu Huizhen, "Mom, is the paste ready? I will paste the couplet with Qingxuan."

Then he pulled Lin Qingxuan to the front door to post the couplets, "Sister, which one should be posted on the front door?"

"Of course it's the one Uncle Li wrote."

"Why? Sister, you write very well too." Lin Qingxuan was puzzled.

"Every year, we ask Uncle Li to write couplets. Uncle Li writes them every year. You can't just use his writing because I'm at home this year. What will you do if I'm not at home next year?"

Lin Qingyan looked at her younger brother with a smile.

Lin Qingxuan understood after thinking about it, so he moved a stool over, went outside, smeared some of the prepared paste on the red paper, and then pasted it on the walls on both sides of the door.

After pasting the couplets outside, the brother and sister pasted them on all the doors and windows in their house, even the water tanks. They all had the word "Fu" pasted on them.

The family of four looked at the couplets that had been posted, and the New Year atmosphere was already in full swing. Now they were just waiting to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner. The meat had been stewed yesterday, so today they just had to cook the vegetables.

"Qingxuan, give the other couplets to your second uncle, third uncle and others. Come back after you've delivered them, and don't delay their meal."

After Liu Huizhen gave the instructions, she began to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by Lin Qingyan, Liu Huizhen assisted her, and Lin Jianshe squatted under the stove.

Lin Qingyan looked at her father who was lighting a fire under the stove, and suddenly thought of Gu Yizhou. She didn't know how Gu Yizhou was doing now, and how he spent the New Year this year.

Gu Yizhou, who was far away in Beijing, didn't know that the person he missed every day thought of him for the first time in these days of absence.

At this time, Gu Yizhou was following his parents to his grandfather's place.