The Return of the Reborn Qin Emperor

Chapter 337 It's New Year's Eve!
With the sound of firecrackers a year old, the spring breeze sent warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones.

After staying in Xinghua Village for a few more days, it is finally Chinese New Year.

Qin Jun got up early in the morning and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he had prepared.

According to the current habit, it seems that couplets need to be posted.

With nothing to do, Qin Jun didn't mind writing a couplet.

His autographed nomination was a priceless treasure back then!
Being able to get such a reward is something that many people dare not even dream of.

Qin Jun single-handedly held the pen, and placed the red paper for the Spring Festival couplets that he had prepared earlier on the table.

The ink-soaked writing brush jerked and fell down, like a strong man drawing his sword, with a moving look.

Qin Wuyao next to her held her cheeks in her hands and looked at Qin Jun obsessively.

When you write, you can go back and forth in circles, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The pen follows the dragon and the snake, almost in one go.

Elegant and agile large characters popped out of the paper, revealing a domineering aura invisibly.

On the red paper on the table, there are big characters of dragon, plate and phoenix on it.

Finally, with a wave of the brush, like a fisherman pulling a rod, the brush fell down.

On the red couplets, the black fonts are eloquent, full of endless majesty.

"Five lakes and four seas are full of spring, and thousands of rivers and mountains are full of brilliance."

"Hengban: Guotai Minan!"

Qin Wuyao next to her applauded again and again, excited, "That's amazing!"

Even Qin Song, who was chopping meat, walked over to take a look, "Xiao Jun, who did you learn calligraphy from? Why do I feel that you are better than the old scholars in the village?"

"Self taught."

"Ahem! You kid!" Qin Song smiled wryly, and continued to chop meat.

These days, the name of Qin Jun can be regarded as spreading in Xinghua Village.

Some people envy, some praise, and some speak bad things behind their backs.

He even said that he was a ghost, and he must not be provoked.

The funniest thing is that some people say that the information on the Internet is all fake, and Qin Jun has a relationship with Mu Zixuan and others at all.

It was as if Qin Jun wanted to have a relationship with them.

After the ink dried up, Qin Jun walked out immediately, and according to the instructions, he pasted the Spring Festival couplets on the door of Qin Fei's house.

They only came to their hometown to stay for a few days, and there was no need to post them at the door of their own house.

Coupled with the fact that Qin Fei was troubled by a lot of things, it was not a big deal to send the Vice Spring Festival couplets.

As soon as he finished posting, Qin Shou yawned and took out a bowl of paste.

But at this moment, I saw brand new Spring Festival couplets on the door.

"This is?"

"I wrote it myself."

Qin Shou didn't care about Qin Jun's self-proclaimed title. He took a closer look and felt that it was much, much better than the Spring Festival couplets in his hand.

But he doesn't know calligraphy at all, and he can't tell what is good about it.

Seeing that he had posted it, he had no choice but to shake his hand, and said nonchalantly, "Forget it, just post it."

"Well, my dad said that he will have dinner at our house at noon tomorrow. By the way, he also invited many relatives in the village. Don't forget about your family."

"it is good."

This is the best way to celebrate the New Year in the village, it is very lively.

From the first day of the new year to the fifteenth day of the new year, every family will invite guests, and various activities emerge in endlessly.

On New Year's Eve, I basically eat at my own home in the evening, and I don't go to other people's homes.

The prepared meals don't have to be too rich and overwhelming, just the right amount is enough.

After telling Qin Song about the matter, Qin Jun turned on his phone when he was bored for a while.

Then, there was Luo Xian'er's wild bombardment...

"Hmph, let me tell you, my grandfather and I will come to your place tomorrow, just wait!"

"By the way, there are also Uncle Mu and Grandpa Lin, who will come."

"..."

Qin Jun replied with an ellipsis, but was also a little speechless.

Who knew, Luo Xian'er replied him with an emoji in an instant.

"Only a fool can't type well and only sends ellipses."

this girl!
Qin Jun was so angry that he wished he could grab Luo Xian'er out of the phone and give this girl a good lesson.

After knowing their identities, Lin Yihan and Li Youmeng restrained a little.

Only this girl, Luo Xian'er, not only didn't restrain herself, but was a bit aggressive.

In the middle of the night last time, Qin Jun was sleeping soundly, and his phone was bombarded with phone calls and text messages from Luo Xian'er!

He thought there was something wrong, so he hurriedly connected, but he just said a word, and Luo Xian'er hung up the phone.

"Get up and boo boo!"

Ha ha……

At that time, he almost stepped on the Heavenly Questioning Sword and flew to Blue Star City!

Li Youmeng and Lin Yihan also sent blessings, very simple Happy New Year.

Qin Jun replied to each other and had fun together.

As soon as the phone was turned off, Qin Wuyao came over with a smirk, and then stretched out her hand, "Gong Xi Fa Cai, here are the red envelopes!"

The most indispensable thing during the Spring Festival is, of course, the New Year's money.

It's a pity that Qin Jun's money adds up to only 19 yuan and [-] cents.

All his money is in the bank card, and there is no cash.

"I owe it first, can I?"

Qin Wuyao laughed immediately, she was just playing around with Qin Jun.

Among peers, there is no need to give lucky money.

Only the elders need to give lucky money to the younger generation, and Qin Jun naturally does not need to give it.

"Okay, brother, you have to play games with me in the afternoon."

"OK then!"

What Qin Wuyao played was not a big game, but a very simple small game.

Before I knew it, an afternoon passed.

The sky also darkened. Seeing that it was six o'clock, the whole Xinghua Village became lively in an instant.

The sound of firecrackers and firecrackers was endless, and every household began to set off fireworks.

Blossoming fireworks bloom directly in the sky, bright and gorgeous.

In his mind, the image of being with Li Youmeng once again flashed.

The same is the New Year, the same fireworks.

The dark sky was completely illuminated by fireworks.

Every Spring Festival, fireworks are indispensable.

Except for some places where there are express regulations that fireworks cannot be set off, most of them will be set off for a whole night.

Especially after the early hours of the morning, the sound of firecrackers can make people unable to sleep.

"Come, come, eat!"

Wang Yufen was smiling. Today, including Qin Jun, everyone changed into new clothes.

In the room, mist rose from the fragrant meals.

There were eight dishes in total. Qin Song opened a bottle of white wine, first poured some for himself, and then added some for Qin Jun.

In fact, Qin Jun wouldn't drink it if someone else poured it.

But since it's rare to drink with Qin Song, it's a way to save face for his predecessor.

Qin Song drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, and Qin Wuyao immediately said, "Dad, drink slowly."

"Haha, it's okay, I'm happy!"

Qin Song waved his hand nonchalantly, and said with a smile: "This year has passed again. Xiaojun, Xiaoyao, you are also one year older."

"Xiaojun, you are seventeen this year, and you have become an adult. Uncle Qin can't take care of your affairs. I don't need you to repay me. I only have one wish in this life, and that is to watch you two brothers and sisters have a good time." of."

"In the future, you must not treat Xiaoyao badly!"

(End of this chapter)