Siheyuan: living in a prosperous era

Chapter 133 New Year's Eve
Yang Shuning didn't realize that it was a bad thing to write Spring Festival couplets for others and receive gifts. The third uncle brought his own paper, pen and ink, not to mention earning some peanuts and melon seeds, just a few cents was not an exaggeration.And if he wants one, he will be the fifth mate, so he should have a large front door.

Not to mention now, even if future generations ask their neighbors to help write the couplets, they will not be empty-handed, at least they will have to bring a pack of cigarettes.

The third uncle, a little old man, smiled proudly when he heard Yang Shuning compliment him on his good handwriting. That is to say, he didn't have a beard on his chin, or he had to touch his beard up and down:

"Of course, I'm not bragging to you. Even in our street, my calligraphy can be ranked well. I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child and have been practicing it for more than 40 years. Although I can't say that I am a master of calligraphy, I think I am still a good calligrapher. It’s something you can take.”

Every year when writing Spring Festival couplets, it is a rare highlight moment for the third uncle every year. He can not only show off his good calligraphy, but also make some profits. The peanuts and melon seeds candies at home for the Chinese New Year have never been bought in so many years. It all depends on I earn money by writing Spring Festival couplets for people.

"That's right, Teacher Yan, you have been writing for me for so many years, and I still don't know! You should write it soon. The paste is ready at home, just waiting to be posted on the door. "

I'm still busy today, and Yang Shuning doesn't have time to listen to the third uncle bragging here.

"Okay, okay, let's write now. You just said to write five Spring Festival couplets. Have you decided what to write? Or should I help you arrange it as before?"

The third uncle prepared the red paper, looked at Li Pingan with a pen and said.

The current Spring Festival couplets cannot be written casually. If one is not well written, maybe the big hat will be put on the head.

"Well, it's still the same as before. Teacher Yan can just watch and write."

Therefore, Yang Shuning did not intend to be unconventional or show off his literary talent. He left the decision-making power to the third uncle and just followed the trend.

The third uncle thought for a while and quickly figured out the contents of the two Spring Festival couplets. The brush was stained with ink, and five Spring Festival couplets were quickly written out under a flurry of dragons and phoenixes.

These five Spring Festival couplets all quote poems from great men. It is a very common phenomenon these days. Everyone is using them, so there is no mistake.

After the ink on the couplets dried, Yang Shuning returned to his home with five freshly baked couplets.Taking out the paste that the third aunt had prepared long ago, Yang Shuning pasted the Spring Festival couplets where needed.

Yang's mother had already prepared all the New Year's goods, even bought firecrackers, Lou Xiao'e had returned to the Lou family, and Little Watermelon had her third aunt to take care of her. Yang Shuning was actually a little idle for a while.

Today's workers have a short Spring Festival holiday and will schedule visits to their superiors in the last few days of the twelfth lunar month, and Yang Shuning is certainly no exception.In the last few nights of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Shuning also visited all his elders.For example, Vice President Jiang from the hospital, Lin Bo from his alma mater, Director Yang from the department, etc., as well as the most important director.

Of course, people of Yang Shuning and Yang Shuchen's generation are not qualified to be visited by others, but there are quite a few people who come to visit Mother Yang at home.

But the night before yesterday, Xu Damao came to visit Yang Shuning and brought a bicycle full of mountain products, fresh wild mushrooms, fresh vegetables, some game from the mountains, and most importantly, two old hens.There are so many things.

Yang Shuning didn't say anything. Let alone saying that this thing was worthless, even if someone reported it, the case would not be established.Besides, Yang Shuning and Xu Damao have a good relationship, what happened to their relationship?I haven’t seen the Xu family give it away every year!Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Shuning began to take care of the little watermelon, so that the third aunt could have her hands free to prepare lunch and the important meal in the evening: the New Year's Eve dinner.

Although An Xin's family and Lou Xiao'e will not attend tonight's New Year's Eve dinner, there are still quite a lot of people.There are five people in Yang Shuning's family, two people in Yang Shuchen's family, and five people in the third uncle's family. The food for more than ten people is enough for the third aunt to keep busy.

Looking at the chubby little watermelon in his arms, Yang Shuning also lamented the good luck of the little watermelon.It has been more than three months since the little guy was born, and he just turned [-] days ago.Adequate nutrition made him almost fat. Compared with other children, he really won at the starting line.

Since Little Watermelon was born, Wang Xue has always provided him with a good supply of food.Wang Xue drinks malted milk every day, eats eggs, pigs' feet and hens, and waits for the vegetables to come in different styles. She can't finish the small watermelons. She needs Yang Shuning's help every day so that the extra portion is not wasted.

"Little Watermelon, Little Watermelon, go to bed quickly!"

Yang Shuning put Little Watermelon on the crib after she finished eating the warmed breast milk.While singing his own song of change, he gently rocked Little Watermelon's crib, hoping that Little Watermelon would fall asleep soon.

After Xiao Xigua fell asleep, Yang Shuhao brought Yang Shuming and Yang Shuyi to Yang Shuning. Yang Shuhao, the leader of the trio, opened his palms towards Yang Shuning and said to Yang Shuning:
"Brother, it's Chinese New Year, please give us some money."

Yang Shuning did not touch his trouser pocket immediately, but asked:
"Xiao Hao, here's the money Mom and Xue'er gave you. They gave you five yuan just the day before yesterday. Don't tell me that you three used it all."

Yang Shu on the opposite side was obviously a little embarrassed, but Yang Shuhao walked up behind Yang Shuning and slapped him on the back, and said confidently again and again:
"Brother, that was given by my mother and sister-in-law. You, the elder brother, haven't given it yet! Brother, you are our biological brother!"

Yang Shuning pretended to enjoy Yang Shuhao's back-knocking service. Looking at Yang Shuming and Yang Shuyi's hopeful eyes, he also said:

"You guy, you don't have good grades in school, so it's not easy to get money from me! Don't lead Xiao Ming and Xiao Yi into trouble."

After Yang Shuning finished speaking, he reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a big black ten. However, he did not hand it to Yang Shuhao. Instead, he warned:
"Let's agree first. I'll give you these ten yuan. Don't think about asking for money from me during the New Year. Ten yuan is almost half a month's salary for others. You should save it. Some flowers!"

Although Yang Shuhao has always been rich, he has no bad habits. Apart from not liking to study, he can be called a good family man.Otherwise, Yang Shuning would not have given him ten yuan. You must know that ten yuan is a huge sum of money in the eyes of children.

Seeing Yang Shuning take out ten yuan, Yang Shuming and Yang Shuyi also started to cheer. The money for firecrackers these days is enough, don't overdo it.

For the two of them, it felt like it was a great time to come to the capital.Compared with the previous life, the gap between heaven and earth is simply huge.Now I live well, eat well, and have pocket money from my elders and brothers and sisters-in-law.

Yang Shuhao and the other three took the ten yuan, first walked to the coffee table, grabbed several handfuls of peanuts and melon seeds, and a handful of white rabbits, and finally walked to the supply and marketing cooperative.

　The last chapter was blocked again, and the car overturned after just a little driving. It was painful.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)