Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 98, Surprise Inspection

Widow Feng also nodded: "Well, I'm much better now. I can get out of bed even if you don't notice! I won't waste my time earning work points when I twist hemp rope after the Chinese New Year."

Wang Qingsong also smiled.

There is no farm work since winter, but there is still a lot of work.

The men went to repair the canals, and the women worked in the team to twist the hemp rope.

A lot of hemp rope is consumed every year.

There was nothing to do here. Thinking that he would have to post door pairs for the Chinese New Year tomorrow, he greeted Xiaomai: "You stay here while I go write some door pairs. Auntie, I bought them on red paper." If there are more, I will give you these a few later."

Widow Feng nodded: "I didn't buy it. I was going to borrow some from the captain."

Then he smiled and said: "There's no table over there, and the paper has to be cut, so just write here!"

Wang Qingsong looked at it and finally said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go get it."

After that, he left with a smile.

After leaving Widow Feng's house, she returned to her new home.

I will live here from now on.

After entering the room, he took out a brush, black ink, and some red paper from his bag.

The red paper is all according to the size of the door pair, but things like stoves, pig pen windows, etc. have to be cut from this paper before they can be used.

Starting from the third grade of elementary school, there are classes on writing large characters.

Over the past few years, my handwriting has become pretty good, but among the entire brigade, only the two gentlemen there can write better than me.

I went to my grandpa's house again today, and went to the bathhouse again in the afternoon.

Then he hid.

Last year, he would have been arrested by Zhao Datian to write couplets to the people in the village.

But I am also happy to write.

Because this is a rare opportunity to practice calligraphy, no one will laugh at him, after all, no one in the production team can write better than him.

If these people didn't find me today, they must have gone to the brigade to find someone to write. If they wanted to write to them, they would have to give them a little food.

You have to think about it a little bit.

No matter how poor you are, you must have new couplets, otherwise it will be unlucky.

I came back to Aunt Feng with my things, spread them on the kang, and started writing.

While smiling at Widow Feng, he said: "Auntie, please help me cut some paper flowers later, and I will put them on the windows of my house later."

Widow Feng cannot write couplets.

But she is good at needlework and cutting window grilles.

This was already known before liberation.

Widow Feng is from Shandong, where her craftsmanship is known as "jijiren", which is a woman who can cut paper.

In a village where paper-cutting is more popular, if you don't know how to do it, it will be difficult to get married.

Just like men can't grow crops.

Every year, their paper-cutting is the most outstanding, and many people from the village come to let her cut it, and they can also collect some food.

And you have to tell it in advance.

Because this is simple and fast, but if it is something complicated, it will be difficult to cut.

But this year, due to health reasons and the lack of food in the village, I didn’t do this job.

Widow Feng smiled and nodded: "Okay, but we don't have enough time, so we can only cut some simple ones. Cut a few blessings and add tigers, because next year will be the Year of the Tiger."

"Okay!"

Wang Qingsong agreed with a smile.

Then we started to get busy.

There are three pairs of doors. Because there is no door in my courtyard, I can only write one pair, two pairs here, three pairs in total.

The rest is Hengpi, as well as the kitchen and pigsty.

Several people were busy there.

Wang Qingsong also wrote very quickly. After all, he had written a lot before, and he kept writing only a few auspicious couplets.

I quickly wrote three pieces with horizontal markings and set them aside to dry.

I also wrote a few small red notes about livestock prosperity and safe entry and exit, and posted them in other places when the time comes.

As for the word "福", he didn't write it.

Cut by Aunt Feng.

But Aunt Feng's movements were not slow either. She stacked a few pieces of paper together, folded them a few times, and started cutting.

After a while, a circle with water chestnuts and a window sticker with the word "Fu" in the middle came out.

And there were four or five of them as soon as they came out.

I have to say, this is really beautiful.

After Aunt Feng opened it, she gestured and said with a smile: "It's not bad. I'm familiar with my craftsmanship. You can take the few you want. I'll cut another one."

Wang Qingsong smiled and took all five.

There are a lot of places to stick.

The windows, toilets, walls, wardrobes, and cabinets all need to be affixed.

After working for a while, I finally got it done.

"time to eat!"

While thinking, Xiaozao's voice came from outside.

After the other party came in, he looked at Wang Qingsong's writing and smiled.

No matter where they are, talented people are respected.

Especially cultural people.

When Widow Feng saw this, she smiled and said, "Okay, just take it. I'll cut it off at night, and we'll put it on together in the morning."

Wang Qingsong smiled and agreed: "Okay, let's take it first."

After saying that, several people started to pack up their things and brought up the Kang table.

Xiaozao brought up a bowl of noodles.

Several people took bowls and started to eat.

Looking at the rapeseed in the basin, Wang Qingsong smiled. It is estimated that the rapeseed in the field will suffer during the Chinese New Year tomorrow.

By then everyone will be thinning out the seedlings.

This is also the rule in the past two years, consume less during the week and get some rapeseed during the Chinese New Year.

Of course, there are also people who do it unconsciously and just pull it out when nothing happens.

But if someone in the team finds out, work points will be deducted.

As for whether his second brother was caught that day when he came to pick rapeseed, he didn't know. Anyway, they couldn't deduct work points.

My little sister’s food is basic rations, so there is no deduction.

Widow Feng looked at the dumplings in the basin and shook her head.

But Wang Qingsong said that his second brother had given it, so she didn't hesitate to say anything.

By the way, in the past few days, I have been eating a lot of Wang Qingsong's food.

And they’re all good stuff.

After having dinner here in the evening, Wang Qingsong and the two went back directly.

When I returned to my new home, I added some firewood under the stove, heated up the fire, waited for the water to boil, filled the thermos bottle, and filled the thermos bag with water.

Turn down the seal on the stove and then return to the kang.

"Brother, come in!"

Seeing him coming, the little guy popped his head out of the bed and shouted to him.

Wang Qingsong looked at her expression and couldn't help laughing.

He handed the hot water bottle to her: "Here, this is warm."

The kang is actually very hot at this time, but in this winter, sleeping with a hot water bottle will make it more comfortable.

Wheat took the thing and held it in his arms.

He smiled happily: "Brother, it's so warm."

"As long as it's warm, I bought a urine bucket. Remember, don't give me a urine bucket when you wake up at night!"

If this was peeing on the bed in the middle of the night, it would be really troublesome.

"Oh!"

The little guy agreed.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he was still worried: "Get up and relieve yourself first. I'm a little uneasy."

What I drank at night was gnocchi, which was watery.

It’s really hard to say. The little guy was originally too cold, but after thinking about it, he got up and went to the corner.

Wang Qingsong took off his clothes and got on the kang.

After the little guy was done, the two of them went to bed.

I don’t know if the kang was too hot, but the little guy was still woken up in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, I relieved myself before going to bed, otherwise I might not have peeed tonight.

This fight cannot be fought.

……

The next morning, Wang Qingsong was still sleeping when he was woken up.

Looking at the little guy who was still sleeping next to him, he got up alone, put on his clothes and opened the door.

I saw Xiao Zao standing at the door with a set of clothes and some red paper-cuts in his hands; "Brother Qingsong, the clothes lady has modified one set for you, let Xiaomai try it! She said she would make another set when she has time. This is a paper cut.”

"So fast! What time did Auntie do this?"

It's not too fast to change the clothes, and the little tiger's paper cutting is also very slow.

I guess it was done by lighting a lamp and boiling oil last night.

Then he smiled at her and said, "Thank you to my aunt for me! I'll post the couplets later, and you can come over and get the paste later!"

Xiao Zao smiled when he heard this: "Okay, I'll be over in a while."

After that, he said hello and left.

Watching the other person's back as he left, he closed the door and came back.

"Get up! Change into new clothes."

After coming in, he threw the clothes to the little guy and shouted inside.

The little guy was dazed. Hearing the new clothes, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the modified cotton sweater, where he was happy.

"Wearing new clothes!"

Then he got up happily dressed.

Although these are the clothes worn underneath, they are also new!

There is no need to replace the original one, just add it directly on top of the original one.

"Hey, brother, it's so warm."

The little guy was talking happily there.

Wang Qingsong smiled when he saw this. Unfortunately, he didn't see cotton-padded jackets there. Otherwise, it would be great to buy a set for both Xiaomai and himself.

Next time I go there and see where they sell it.

It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m busy with some work in the morning.

Posting couplets is a must.

Brush your teeth and wash your face.

The extinguished stove fire was rekindled, and the burning firewood added some warmth to the room again.

The little guy got dressed and came out. He looked at his brother who was making paste and looked around: "Brother, what should I do?"

Wang Qingsong put the prepared paste into a basin and said to her: "You eat first, and after you eat, you will make dumplings."

Eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year is inevitable.

If it were in the past, every household would start to smoke at this time, making croquettes and braised pork.

But in the past two years, the Chinese New Year has become almost lifeless.

As for the rice, it was naturally the big meat noodles that he had just prepared.

The little guy's eyes lit up when he looked at the noodles in the aluminum lunch box.

“Brush your teeth before you can eat!”

He was stopped before he could get over it.

Hearing this, Xiaomai smiled and went to brush his teeth.

"Don't fall into the water ladle again!"

Seeing the little guy floating out with water, he still explained.

"Know it!"

The little guy happily took the things and went out.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he didn't care. He poured out some paste and began to paste couplets on the doors and windows.

After being busy for a while, I looked at the little guy who didn't have many bubbles coming over, and I was confused: "Did he fall into the water again?"

These words made Xiaomai smile awkwardly: "I ate you!"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong was speechless for a while.

He shook his head helplessly: "Okay, hurry up and eat. After dinner, send some paste to my aunt's house. They should also keep in touch."

"Hey, good!"

The little guy agreed and happily went to wash his face and eat.

It wasn't hot to begin with, so I finished it in a short while.

I poured some paste and walked to Aunt Feng's house.

Wang Qingsong looked at the lifelike paper tiger in his hand and sighed that Widow Feng's craftsmanship was really good.

Carefully stick the paper tiger on the window that has been smeared with glue.

Toilet, wall, kang, coat box...

Everything that can be posted at home has been done.

Just when he was about to call it a day, he saw Zhao Datian suddenly coming over with a serious expression.

Wang Qingsong was confused for a while when he saw this.

"Qingsong, are you busy?"

"Ang, Third Grandpa, what's wrong?"

After Zhao Datian walked in, he asked him: "Does your family have meat? And white flour?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong was confused for a while.

Why do you ask this?

Borrow food?

It shouldn’t be the case!

If I had borrowed this, I would have borrowed it long ago, and I would not have to wait until New Year's Eve to borrow something.

This is a bad thing.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Datian hurriedly said, "I'm not asking you for something, but I'm just asking you if you have these things?"

Wang Qingsong thought for a while and nodded: "Yes! What's wrong?"

We have to eat today anyway, so there is no point in talking about it.

Hearing this, Zhao Datian breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I don't know where I got a seizure today. I want to come over for a checkup. The brigade asked us to make arrangements here. Your food is good, and we will bring them to your place when the time comes. Look, don’t worry, if you don’t eat, the production team will replenish it for you if you do.”

Wang Qingsong frowned when he heard this. He had done this so many times last year and the year before that.

This year, you must eat dry food, and it must be white flour.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Datian was also helpless: "Okay, let's do it. Do you hear me? Just go through the motions. I heard that there is something else this time... someone who runs a newspaper."

Wang Qingsong was confused: "The person who runs the newspaper? Is it a reporter or an editor?"

Zhao Datian nodded: "Hey, yes, reporter, look at my memory. Yes, comrade reporter, so be careful about the impact."

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong thought about it for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, I understand."

Big New Year inspection.

Really drunk too.

However, he often saw news reports in school, who visited someone during the Chinese New Year, and who came to inspect a certain rural area.

I don’t know who is coming this time.

Zhao Datian thought about it for a moment, looked around and asked him in a low voice: "Qingsong, you are a cultural person. Third Grandpa wants to ask you something. You can't tell others."

Wang Qingsong was confused for a moment: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Zhao Datian hesitated and said, "Tell me, is there any way to let the person leading the inspection know that we are not eating well without letting reporters know?"

"This……"

Wang Qingsong hesitated for a moment.

Look at Zhao Datian looking straight at him.

He looked around and asked in a low voice: "Third Grandpa, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Maybe he understood.

Zhao Datian wanted people who came to know how good the food was in the village, but he couldn't let reporters know.

In fact, there is another factor, which is not to embarrass Zhao Datian and make him feel unfavorable in doing things, or even show signs that he did it deliberately.

Zhao Datian looked around and said, "Just leave it alone, can you think of a way?"

(End of this chapter)