Happy farmer wife busy farming

Chapter 65
Seeing Xiaotao and Mrs. Zhang standing at the door, the village chief smiled happily and walked over quickly.

"Are you all busy?"

Xiaotao dodged it, looked at Liu Dazhuan and several villagers behind her, turned around and entered the house, and directly spread the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Isn't it here to write Spring Festival couplets?Satisfy them yourself.

Although Liu Dazhuan and the village chief are hateful, today's situation must be sustained.

The little girl stood in the main room, looked at the few people who came in, waved her hands at a loss and wanted to avoid it, but was signaled by her mother to hurry into the room and help her sister-in-law.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the villagers with a busy smile: "Hey, I said you discussed it, why? Why did you all come together?"

Liu Dazhu looked at Mrs. Zhang's smiling face, and said, "Tsk tsk, look, you are living a good life now, and you can see that the new year's products are quite plentiful, such as chicken, duck and fish, we can't do it." , this Chinese New Year is like crossing a catastrophe."

Granny Feng behind her with drooping eyelids also echoed: "No, we don't have these good things for Chinese New Year, more like two pieces of meat."

Liu Dazhu next to him stared at the village head and Mrs. Feng, wondering why there are so many pieces of meat in your house?The village chief will go to your house to weigh the meat?

Several people were directly let into the house by Mrs. Zhang.

The village chief saw that Xiaotao was already holding the pen, sitting on the kang waiting for someone to enter the house, and beside her was Xiaomei Liang who was rolling up her sleeves and studying ink.

She really looks like a little maid.

The village head raised his eyebrows. The Liang family's daughter-in-law is beautiful, and the sister-in-law is not bad either.

Xiaotao raised her eyes to look at the few people who came in. In the crowd, there was Dongmei, the maid of Zhang Dahu's family. She suddenly remembered the bullying by Zhang's silly son and his mother Zheng Guilan when she went to town that day.

The servant girl also laughed at that time, but this servant girl is a poor person, Xiao Tao doesn't intend to argue with her, just let her go after writing the Spring Festival couplets.

Several people saw the village chief standing still and not moving forward, Liu Dazhuan coughed and signaled the village chief to hurry up.

The village head quickly regained his composure, smiled and said: "Xiaotao, we are all big bastards, when will you write such good characters, it is really enviable, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, Zhang Xiucai in our village is not It's reliable, he didn't come back in the town, you waited for him to come back, I have to tell him well."

Liu Baoer, who had just entered the room behind her, saw her father saying this, stepped forward and hurriedly pulled the red paper from her father's hand, and handed it to Xiaotao.

"Sister-in-law, write a couplet for my family. Thank you. We can leave after writing. These people are really bothering you."

Look, children are still sensible.

Xiao Tao glanced at the embarrassing face of the village chief, nodded: "Okay, wait a moment, I will write them one by one."

So under the envious gazes of the Murakami people, Xiaotao started to splash ink and finished writing a pair of Spring Festival couplets in one go.

When the village chief saw the Spring Festival couplet that Xiaotao had just finished writing, he was very happy and praised: "As expected of Xiaotao, look at what this couplet wrote, you probably don't recognize it."

The villagers behind him burst into laughter.

Mrs. Feng stood on the side, talking to Mrs. Zhang, and looking at the Liang family's house.

Standing behind the village head, watching Xiaotao writing in a calm manner, he hurriedly looked at Mrs. Zhang.

"Hey, you guy, you don't tell us that your daughter-in-law is so good. Such a good daughter-in-law can treat others well."

Mrs. Zhang's face was a little red, it was all in the past, and Mrs. Feng still couldn't forget it, she was really worried.

"Sister-in-law Feng, you don't know. What you said is from the past. We must listen to our daughter-in-law from now on. What Xiaotao says and does is right. Have you taken a look at our family?"

As he spoke, he pointed at everything inside and outside the house, and smiled: "These are all brought to us by our Xiao Tao, so in the future, one of you will count as one, and if you want to treat your daughter-in-law better, I will definitely give it to you." Bring good luck."

Although Xiaotao was writing Spring Festival couplets, after her mother-in-law finished speaking, she still glanced at the villagers next to her.

Seeing Liu Dazhui snorting, glaring at her mother-in-law twice, and pursing her lips in disbelief, Xiao Tao really wanted to get up and grab her big braid and give her two slaps.

Another thought, forget it, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, I can't make myself angry, so I quickly finish writing and send them away.

Mrs. Zhang was very enthusiastic, and motioned for people to sit down while pouring tea.

To be honest, these people have never been in my family in these years.

Even on the day of the eldest son's wedding, the villagers came, and they were all invited by themselves and the man.

It seems that Xiao Taozi is a good daughter-in-law of her family. Not only can she earn money, but she can also bring good luck to the family. She can also write, which makes the villagers envious.

It's really giving my parents face.

The village chief took the Spring Festival couplets he had just finished and blew twice with his big mouth, but his daughter Liu Baoer snatched them away.

"Father, let's not bother my sister-in-law Xiaotao, hurry home, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, my mother told you to go home early and help my mother with work."

The village chief was a little upset, but he blinked his eyes twice and held back.

Smiling and nodding: "Okay, Xiaotao, his aunts, I won't squeeze with you, I will go home and prepare for the New Year tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out. Liu Dazhui glared at Mrs. Feng and smirked at the village head. His old face turned dark immediately, and he hugged forward angrily, and stepped on Mrs. Feng's feet.

"Ouch, my feet!"

Mrs. Feng hopped around in the middle of the ground in pain, and the village head turned to look over.

"You Mrs. Feng, what are you shouting for? Rub your feet as soon as you step on it. Hurry up and finish writing and go home. Don't disturb others."

Seeing this, Liu Baoer hurriedly pushed her father from behind: "Let's go, you have to take care of everything?"

The crowd laughed.

In the end, Dongmei timidly came over with several pieces of red paper, blushing and said, "Sister-in-law, our boss has said that you are not allowed to write Spring Festival couplets for nothing."

As he said that, he took out a few pennies from his pocket and put them on the table: "This is a little kindness from the boss, and I said I will reward you."

Xiaotao looked at Dongmei's timid look, shook her head and said, "Put away the money, I, Xiaotao, just want the folks to have a happy New Year, I don't want it for other families, and I don't want it no matter how rich Zhang's family is." , take it back."

As he spoke, he began to write little by little.

Dongmei looked at Xiaotao with some embarrassment, wanting to say something more, but remembered that her young master was beaten by Xiaotao when she went to the market last time.

So he hurriedly picked up the few pennies and put them in his arms.

After finishing writing, Xiaotao looked up at the villagers in the house, admiring them with Spring Festival couplets in their hands. Although they couldn't read, they all had smiles on their faces.

Na Dongmei took the newly written Spring Festival couplets and carefully blew the ink, not wanting to take them home and make red paper, and be scolded by the master.

Xiaotao really had too many things to say to them, but among these people there was Liu Dazhuan who she didn't want to see.

"Aunts, each of you has it in your hands, and I will post the Spring Festival couplets early tomorrow. I, Xiaotao, hope that you can have a happy New Year. But, aunts and ladies, I, Xiaotao, hope that next year you all hope that your family members can write , are better than mine.”

When everyone heard Xiaotao say this, they didn't know what Xiaotao meant. They looked at each other, and Mrs. Feng laughed and said, "Oh, look at what this girl said, how can we know how to write? I just look at these words. It's just a headache, and I won't be able to write in this life. When my grandson grows up, I will let him go to a private school."

Mrs. Zhang smiled: "I will let my daughter learn to write from her sister-in-law, and next year there will be another one in our family who can write."

(End of this chapter)