I am Fugui

Chapter 60
Thirty of the twelfth lunar month, cloudy.

The sky was already bright, and Xujia Village was very lively. Crowds of children were running around in the village, with pure joy on their faces.

Today is the Chinese New Year, and I can finally eat a bite of meat.

In this world, being able to eat a bite of meat is the greatest happiness for them.

It was rare for Xu Fugui to sleep late. Today, every household was busy at home, and there was no business in the county, so he just had a good rest at home.

After a long sleep, I woke up feeling refreshed.

After waking up, he half-lyed on the bamboo bed, and with a thought, he took out a gold bar from the space and looked at it carefully, and the good mood of the day began.

Even when he was the young master of the Xu family, there were not many gold bars in his family, but Jin Douzi had seen quite a few.

He took out his gold watch and checked the time. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. He hurriedly put on the padded clothes Lan Hua bought for him, put on a melon skin hat, packed up and went out.

"Get up, mother has cooked porridge and it's heating up in the pot." Mother Xu also put on clean clothes and said with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

Xu Fugui poured a glass of salt water, rinsed his mouth and asked, "Where did daddy go?"

Mother Xu said happily: "A lot of people in the village invited your father to write couplets, and Laishun and Changgen went to watch the fun."

In the entire Xujia Village, there are not many people who can read, let alone write.

Xu Fugui responded, and swallowed the salt water in his mouth. He couldn't bear to spit it out, and then drank a bowl of hot porridge, feeling a little idle.

I'm used to being busy at ordinary times, but when I'm free during the Chinese New Year, I really don't know what to do.

"I don't know what Jiazhen and Fengxia are doing now."

Although I just went to see Fengxia yesterday, when I have nothing to do, I like to recall Fengxia's cute appearance.

"Mother, what are you doing bored at home, go out for a walk?" He put some copper coins on his body, and said.

Xu's mother hammered her knee and shook her head, "Go, there is bacon hanging at home, and someone stole it."

"Who will come to steal the bacon?"

"It can't be said for sure, those little dolls don't understand anything, so why steal it and cook it for you?"

Unable to speak to Xu's mother, he put his hands into his sleeves, walked out of the yard, and wandered aimlessly in the village.

"Your brother!"

"Uncle Gui!"

The crazy children saw him and called him loudly.

Xu Fugui looked at their clean clothes, and said with a straight face, "Don't get your clothes dirty, be careful when you get home and get spanked."

They looked down at the clothes and touched them fondly. Although they were not new clothes, they were the cleanest clothes they had. They usually wore them when visiting relatives.

"Uncle Gui, look at my firecrackers." Chen Da Niu showed off the firecrackers in her hand. She is Chen Yunsheng's daughter.

She is the only child in the family, and the family conditions are good, so Chen Yunsheng is willing to buy her firecrackers to play with.

As for the other children, they could only follow her eagerly.

"Big girl, show me what a firecracker looks like." He stretched out his hand.

Chen Daniu hesitated, and handed it to him, "Uncle Gui, you are not allowed to set off my firecrackers, I am reluctant to set them off myself."

Xu Fugui took it over to look at it, and gave it back to her, telling them to run slowly and stop wrestling, and then continued to wander around the village.

Most of the people in the village are fine, they go to visit other people's homes, and the three and five families get together, which is quite lively.

Father Xu was invited to write couplets when he visited Sun Daotang's house after breakfast.

After this family finished writing, another family invited him, and when Xu Fugui found him, he was already at Hu Xingwang's house.

"Brother Fugui, sit down quickly." Hu Xingwang immediately shouted enthusiastically when he saw him.

When Xu Fugui walked into the adobe house, Father Xu was concentrating on writing couplets on red paper, all of which were in his own thoughts.

Changgen and Laishun were like two door gods, watching seriously from the sidelines, and like everyone else in the room, their faces were full of admiration for the scholars.

"Father." He yelled, and Father Xu glanced at him, ignoring him.

Xu Fugui was bored, turned his head to look at the baby in Hu Xingwang's wife's arms, and asked, "This is peace, right? It really looks like you."

Hu Xingwang grinned and said that his son and Lao Tzu looked alike, which was the highest evaluation in the countryside.

Laishun leaned over to take a look, and proudly said: "I chose the name, Hu Heping, this name is really nice."

"Hey, Laishun will also take a name? Can you show us how the word Heping is written?" Other people in the room joked.

Laishun snorted, looked around, grabbed a piece of charcoal, and began to write on the yellow earth wall.

He didn't even know how to read, so naturally he couldn't write. Recalling the writing on the lo-mei stall, he wrote it out like a gourd painting, leaving two nondescript characters on the earthen wall.

"Fugui, do you see if these two characters are correct?" Seeing that he really wrote it out, the others immediately asked.

They were also illiterate and didn't know whether what he wrote was correct or not.

Hu Xingwang also looked at him curiously. He really hoped to leave his son's name on the wall of his house. If a guest came into the house in the future, he would say it was his son's name.

Laishun winked at him quietly, just as Xu Fugui was about to speak, Father Xu exposed him.

"What kind of nonsense words are written, there are no these two words at all, Fugui, you have studied in private schools for several years anyway, please write it to me."

Xu Fugui took the charcoal and wrote down the word "peace" casually.

Unexpectedly, after Xu's father finished reading it, he was taken aback for a moment, and angrily tapped his forehead with his fingers together, "Useless stuff, how is this word written? Bai Xia asked you Mr. Scholar before."

"Isn't that how peace is written?" Xu Fugui rubbed his forehead and muttered, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and crossed out these two words with a smile.

"Wrongly written wrongly written."

He wrote the word "Peace" on the wall again, this time in traditional characters.

I was used to using simplified characters in my previous life, and I almost forgot that there are no simplified characters now.

When did the simplified characters appear? It's been so long that he can hardly remember.

"Well, that's about the same." Father Xu stroked his beard in satisfaction.

Hu Xingwang looked at the two black characters on the wall, and smiled cheerfully, "Fugui, please write me another Hu character."

"Okay, I'll write down the names of the three of you."

The handwriting he wrote was average, not pretty, but at least very neat, leaving three names on the surface of the pitted earth wall.

Chatting at Hu's house until noon, they refused Hu Xingwang's request to keep them for lunch, and the four returned home.

The lunch is the same as usual, but the New Year's Eve dinner at night is quite rich.

Fragrant rice is a must, boiled and sliced ​​bacon, vermicelli cooked in bacon oil soup, and fried cabbage. After paying homage to the ancestors of the Xu family, everyone happily ate them.
(End of this chapter)