Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 381

Zhao Caifeng saw Song Mingxuan went out for a while, and came back with both hands empty, she just smiled and said sarcastically: "Now you know what it means to be a scholar without a single use? You see, he is working in full swing, you can only watch the fun It's time!"

Song Mingxuan was not angry when he heard what Zhao Caifeng said, but just smiled and went to look through the things in his cabinet.Zhao Caifeng stretched her neck to look, and saw Song Mingxuan lowered his head to find a few pieces of red paper.It's a pity that this red paper has been placed for a long time, the color is not conspicuous, there are still a few holes that mice have gnawed on.

Song Mingxuan was dumbfounded when he saw this, and only said depressedly: "I wanted to write a few wedding couplets and post them up, but this time I can't."

Seeing Zhao Caifeng, she just got up and said with a smile: "I'll find it for you when I go home. My mother and I both bought it last time. Maybe my mother has been too busy these days and forgot about it. We have to Write a few happy couplets and post them, otherwise there will be no red, and it will not look good!"

Song Mingxuan just nodded, Zhao Caifeng got up and went back to get the red paper, and Song Mingxuan began to grind the ink.For a while, he learned ramen noodles from old man Yang, but he hadn't written for a while, and now he picked up a pen again, thinking that holding a pen is really much easier than ramen noodles.

After a while, Zhao Caifeng brought the red paper, and Song Mingxuan spread the red paper on the Eight Immortals table in the living room, and asked Zhao Caifeng, "Caifeng, what would you like to write?"

How did Zhao Caifeng understand this, she just smiled and said: "I don't know, I have seen Spring Festival couplets when I was a child, and they are all written about the increase in the sky and the increase in life, and it is not suitable for the occasion!"

Song Mingxuan just shook his head and smiled, fixed his eyes and thought for a while, and the saturated ink landed on the bright red letter: Flowers bloom and stalks are beautiful in marriage, birds fly like wings and love lasts longer.

Zhao Caifeng just stood by his side, read out softly, and said with a smile: "Let me think of a horizontal criticism, why not call Luanfeng Heming?"

Song Mingxuan took the brush end and rubbed it on Zhao Caifeng's delicate cheeks, and said with a smile, "It's up to you, Luanfeng and Ming."

Zhao Caifeng nodded in satisfaction, then frowned and thought about it: "In addition to writing about the joy of the wedding, I also want to write about the joy of your success."

Song Mingxuan saw Zhao Caifeng's slightly frowning appearance, as if he was trying to use his brain, so he asked, "Then Caifeng, can you think of one for me?"

Zhao Caifeng only glanced at Song Mingxuan, and seeing the half-smile expression on his face, she knew that he must have done it on purpose, "You are obviously good at this kind of thing, why do you want me to think about it? Why?"

Song Mingxuan heard the words, only frowned and said: "I do know a lot about the big wedding, but I really don't know about the winning ones. It's been a long time since anyone in our village won the winning ones. How can I write!"

Seeing Song Mingxuan's serious words, Zhao Caifeng was almost deceived by him. After thinking for a while, she finally thought of one, and just blurted out: "When the gold list was named, Gao Peng was full of seats, and on the day of the maid's entry, she sang a shallow song." After Zhao Caifeng finished the last sentence, she realized that there was a pun in it, her cheeks flushed immediately and she said depressedly: "Oh, oh, this is not good, I can't figure it out, why are you so bad, let me Think of something like this."

Song Mingxuan had never seen Zhao Caifeng look so shy, and he just smiled and said: "This is not good, I think it is very good. We are celebrating my success and our new marriage. This is the most appropriate."

After Song Mingxuan finished speaking, he was about to start writing, but Zhao Caifeng hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't write, how can you write something so embarrassing?"

Song Mingxuan saw that Zhao Caifeng's cheeks were getting redder and redder, so he leaned into her ear and said, "Besides, my lady's low-pitched song is really sweet!"

After Zhao Caifeng heard this, she became more and more depressed. She wished she could pick up the inkstone on the corner of the table and throw it at Song Mingxuan's face. After thinking about it, she still felt a little bit reluctant. She just snorted and ran away with blushing cheeks.

Song Mingxuan looked at Zhao Caifeng's back and just smiled blindly. After thinking about it, he wrote on the scarlet letter: "Learn the sea without suffering; study diligently and study diligently."

Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Yang went out early in the morning to inform their relatives, and when they came back at night, they almost didn't even recognize the door of their own house.I saw that the original dilapidated fence had long since disappeared, and now it has been replaced with new wooden railings. The original gates opened by the two families have disappeared, but they are joined together, and only one gate is opened in the middle.
Red happy couplets were pasted on both sides of the gate, and a red ribbon was drawn on the door frame. It looked so festive.When Yang Shi and Xu Shi came in, Zhao Caifeng had already prepared dinner.The meals of these two people’s family were much better than usual. The folks sent all kinds of fruits and vegetables, as well as chicken, duck and salted fish. All kinds of things were hung in the backyard, full of them.

Grandma Chen ate the brown rice in her mouth, and only sighed: "I haven't eaten brown rice for a while, and I can't remember what it tastes like."

(End of this chapter)