In the middle of winter and December, Meijing had no time to think about it. He saw that the weather was cold.

Meijing with his steamed dumplings nest in bed, wrapped in a quilt while eating, while thinking about the new year's plan.

The two thousand sausages ordered by the GAOs can make a lot of money, so the new spring dishes at Jufu tower should also be put on the agenda.

But the most important thing is the supply of pork. Butcher Chen can't continue to supply pork. The source of pork is another problem.

Because of this, Meijing's head is going to be bald. After eating steamed dumplings, she lies on the bed and takes a nap.

But who knows Rong's heart is still holding back the blame for her, read that she ate steamed dumplings, dinner did not call her.

No, she had a sleep, and it was the morning of the next new year's Eve.

Meijing was awakened by the crackling of firecrackers. When she went out, Rong was directing song Liangchen to paste Spring Festival couplets outside the door.

As soon as he saw her, he immediately began to blame him, "what's the matter with you, girl? You know that today's new year's Eve, you didn't get up early to help. Look at other people's Xiao Song, he got up early in the morning to cut Spring Festival couplets and sweep the yard." Sometimes, a son-in-law is better than his daughter!

Mei Jing shrugged, "I don't have to go to the ancestral hall today! Then I don't go to bed. Why do I get up so early? "

After a hard break, she didn't want to waste her time.

"I think you are lazy!" Rong's jiaochen said, "there is food in the kitchen. After eating, come and paste Spring Festival couplets with Xiao Song. I'm going to heat the chicken that was killed last night and take it to the ancestral hall. Don't worry a little more. Everyone in the village has arrived, but our family hasn't arrived. I don't know. I thought we were having a bad temper! "

Rong's method of doing Festival is very clever, and there is nothing less to prepare.

When Meijing came to the kitchen, she found that Rong was also a big cook. There were all kinds of rice cakes and dumplings on the table.

There are also killed chicken, duck, fish, frozen in the snow can, will not be broken.

Mei Jing's heart is full of fury. Did not expect that the ancient "refrigerator" was invented by Rong?

Take a big crock, put a food box in it, and then bury it with snow. It's not the principle of refrigerator! Written literature 2020 www.dst9.cc

Mei Jing holding Rong's fried dumplings, squatting outside the door, looking at Song Liangchen paste Spring Festival couplets.

Looking at the vigorous and fluent font, Mei Jing was a little surprised: "which bought the Spring Festival couplets, the characters are still good."

"Do you think it looks good?" Song Liangchen inquired.

"It's good-looking. If you write Spring Festival couplets for others, you can make a lot of money." Mei Jing is such an evaluation, giggle, and then stand on tiptoe, put a fried dumpling into song Liangchen's mouth.

Song goudan and Fang Qingyu were full of dog food. They came up and joked, "what are you two doing! Sister in law, you also think that song Liangchen is suitable to write Spring Festival couplets for others, right? I'll tell you! Few people can understand what he wrote. Can you understand it, sister-in-law? "

"I understand! Don't you just write that everything goes smoothly in Baodi and Fuzhao? What's so hard to understand? " Meijing said as if nothing happened, but then she was surprised, "what do you say? Is this couplet written by song Liangchen

"Yes! He likes to practice calligraphy when he has nothing to do Song goudan grinned. He didn't see Mei Jing's shock at all. Then he touched the back of his head and laughed, "well, I can't read."

Meijing is really did not expect, song Liangchen writing will be so good-looking.

She pauses, raises her head, to song Liangchen that if have if not smile Mou.

Then, without saying a word, she picked up the bowl and went to the kitchen. When she didn't praise song Liangchen, did she?

The boy thinks his tail will be cocked up again!

Song Liangchen also wants to show off in front of her beloved girl, but she didn't expect to be cold faced.

He touched his nose, turned back and yelled, "who made you laugh, put down the new year's gift and go back to the camp, staring at the group of hairy boys, no serious!"

Fang Qingyu and song goudan cover their mouths and smile. Is the general still shy?

"Then you continue to post Spring Festival couplets, and we are going."

With that, they put down their things and turned away.

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