Dumb farmer wife busy farming

Chapter 192 Twenty Big Characters a Day
Chinese New Year is like this, it can be said to be tired and happy.

Smelling the strong fragrance in the house, and looking at the solid steamed buns frozen in the snowdrifts in the yard, although I am very tired, I feel extremely satisfied.

I have to say that this snowfall is also very timely.

Whether it is all kinds of meat, steamed buns, or tofu bought back, as long as they are frozen in the snow overnight, they are guaranteed to be frozen solid, and they will not melt after eating for a whole winter .

Mother Ye felt sorry for her daughter. Seeing that Ye Qingqing was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she hurriedly urged, "Young girl Qing and Ah Jiu go back to sleep, there is nothing left to do, wait until this pot of steamed buns is steamed." Alright, let's go to sleep."

Ye Ping'an was small and tired from playing during the day, so he couldn't bear to go to sleep.

Ye Qingqing also knew that Mother Ye was telling the truth, so she didn't refuse, and went back to her room with Jin Jiu.

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On the morning of New Year's Eve.

After a simple breakfast, the family started cleaning.

It is also cleaned on weekdays, but recently it has been cleaned more thoroughly, even the cobwebs in the corners have been cleaned up.

Although the house is still simple with a thatched roof and mud walls, it looks clean and tidy, making people feel at ease.

After cleaning, the next step is to paste Spring Festival couplets.

Ye Qingqing took out the red paper she bought, cut it carefully, and spread it on the table. She looked at Jin Jiu with bright eyes, waiting for him to show off his skills.

Ye Qingqing, who has lived with Jin Jiu for decades, knows that Jin Jiu's handwriting is particularly beautiful, and she can't help being strong and powerful, with an indescribable character.

At first glance, it is impossible for ordinary people to write those words.

This is why she proposed to ask Jin Jiu to write Spring Festival couplets.

She knew this, but Ye Damao Yemu and Ye Pingan didn't.

However, it doesn't matter if they don't know, they all believe in Ye Qingqing's vision, so like Ye Qingqing, they looked at Jin Jiu expectantly.

Jin Jiu is not a shy person either, since he has already agreed, everything is ready now, so without further delay, he picked up a pen and started writing.

Ye Qingqing's eyes became brighter and brighter as she watched each word take shape under Jin Jiu's pen and finally formed a beaming sentence.

After all the Spring Festival couplets were finished, Ye Mu and Ye Damao couldn't help admiring.

And Ye Ping'an's eyes had long been fixed on the words on the Spring Festival couplets and couldn't move away.

He has also studied for several years, and he is very serious in reading and writing on weekdays, but compared with Jin Jiu's handwriting, it is like the difference between an adult and a baby.

"Brother-in-law, why is your handwriting so beautiful? It's even better than our husband's handwriting. How did you practice? Can you teach me?"

Looking at Ye Ping'an's expectant eyes, Jin Jiu nodded.

Ye Qingqing said on behalf of Jin Jiu, "Ping'an, you practice twenty big characters every day, and you will definitely be as good as your brother-in-law."

Hearing Ye Qingqing's words, Ye Ping'an opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Twenty big characters a day?

That would take an hour or two.

Let him practice calligraphy for an hour or two every day!

Thinking about that kind of life, Ye Ping'an felt extremely terrible.

But I finally understood, no wonder my brother-in-law's handwriting is so good, it turned out that I put so much effort into it.

(End of this chapter)