PDLP Chapter 195 The Third Uncle Is Proud, But The First Uncle Has A Headache
Chapter 195 The Third Uncle Is Proud, But The First Uncle Has A Headache
In the front yard, the first uncle went to the third uncle's house early in the morning.
On New Year's Eve, it's time to post Spring Festival couplets.
Only the third uncle's calligraphy is acceptable in this courtyard, and the first uncle wants to ask the third uncle to write for everyone.
Uncle Yi was able to win the title of boss, but he didn't get it through idle food.
Not only do they have to help the street office deal with daily disputes, but they also have to take the lead in creating a festive atmosphere during the holidays.
He came this time to ask the third uncle to write all the gates of the courtyard and some neighbors who don't have Spring Festival couplets.
Uncle San is eating melon seeds at the door. He just finished eating a handful of melon seeds given by Aunt San two days ago, and he ordered another handful today.
The third aunt was very unhappy, but the third uncle said that the business is coming to the door today, so don't be afraid.
Seeing the first uncle coming, the third uncle smiled, look, isn't this just coming.
The two said hello, and the first uncle came up to him and carefully looked at the Spring Festival couplets that the third uncle had pasted up.
After a while, Uncle Yi shook his head and said with emotion: "I have to say, words that want to make a big fuss are good!"
The third uncle put down the enamel jar, and said with a little pride: "It's so-so!"
After finishing speaking, he whispered again: "The ancients often said that writing is like the person, and writing is like the person. Seeing the words is like meeting the person. Look at my writing, and if you don't see me, you will know my character!"
Uncle Yi smiled wryly when he heard the words, words must be good, but people may not be so!
Of course, the first uncle just thought about it in his heart, and he would definitely not say this, otherwise the third uncle would be very angry.
That's all, maybe the third uncle will not agree to write Spring Festival couplets.
To put it bluntly, there are Spring Festival couplets sold outside, but the quality may not be as good as Uncle San's. The key is two or three cents a pair, which is too expensive.
"Old Yan, this year's Spring Festival couplets at the gate of the courtyard and the neighbors, you also wrote them!"
The third uncle was overjoyed when he heard that, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he did not forget to look proudly at the third aunt beside him.
The third aunt was also very happy, knowing that there was a business.
The third uncle squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Old Yi, since you have spoken, how can I save face for you. But, it is a new society now, and it pays attention to respecting labor. What about me?"
There are both mental labor and physical labor, can you ask everyone to pay some money for the pen, of course, no money, just some peanuts and melon seeds from each family!"
Uncle One smiled wryly to himself, he knew that Uncle Three would not miss this opportunity to make calculations.
Uncle Yi himself doesn't care about this, but other neighbors are different, after all, money is tight.
And thinking of the situation like Qin Huairu's family, don't expect them to get money, even peanuts and melon seeds can't get it out!
Uncle Yi's heart is tired and his head hurts.
But for the sake of the status of the first uncle, he can only be stubborn.
"Well, you should prepare first, I'll discuss it with everyone~!"
After the first uncle left, the third uncle got up happily, and asked the third aunt and him to move out the table, and prepared the pen and ink.
There is no need to prepare the red paper. According to the custom, it is brought by the person who asks for the Spring Festival couplets.
Aunt San was also very happy, and grabbed a small handful of melon seeds for Uncle San.
"Haha, it seems that this year will be a good one!" Uncle Shen said beamingly.
backyard
Su Chen set up his booth with great fanfare.
Seeing Su Chen's big battle, the second uncle who was walking in the yard all came to watch the excitement.
During this period of time, the system didn't release any missions, except for Jia's family who had a few accidents, Su Chen got along pretty well with the others.
Especially Uncle Er's family, Aunt Er has often helped Su Chen's family recently, she gained a lot of credit, and the relationship between the two families has also eased a lot.
Su Chen took out a newly bought pen, ink and red paper.
First, scald the nib of the brush with hot water.
The nibs of the brushes I just bought stick together and are so hard that I have to soak them in hot water to soften them.
The red paper was cut beforehand, and after laying the paper on the table, Su Chen was ready to start writing.
"Brother Su, let me try!" He Yushui said, grabbing the brush.
She also has calligraphy classes at school, but she can only draw from gourds.
He Yushui wrote: "Good luck in all seasons, treasures from all directions come into the house, horizontal approval... make a fortune this year!"
The second uncle shook his head repeatedly when he saw it, and said: "Well, He Yushui, this high school is useless. Getting rich is a backward thinking, you don't want to make progress!"
Uncle Er listens to the radio and reads newspapers every day, and closely follows national policies, so he is very sensitive to this kind of political speech.
He Yushui stuck out his tongue and asked, "What should I change it to? It's bitter all year round, and treasures are coming from all directions?"
The deaf old lady glared at her and waved her hand: "Rainwater, don't talk nonsense!"
Su Chen smiled and said: "Old lady, it's okay, we are talking behind closed doors, we are all people in the compound, so we won't talk nonsense."
Uncle Er shook his head and said: "That's not okay, you have to be careful in your words and deeds!"
In the end, He Yushui wrote: "every year is happy, every year is safe", and barely passed the test.
It's just that her font looks too childish.
"Yu Shui, you still have to practice hard. Your calligraphy is far worse than the third uncle. Hurry up and give it to Brother Su and see how his calligraphy is!"
Su Chen finished the brush with a smile.
In order to write Spring Festival couplets, he had already spent ten luck points, raising his calligraphy level from elementary to intermediate.
Although he has intermediate calligraphy skills, he has never written before, so Su Chen took a few pieces of waste paper and wrote a few words on it to feel it.
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Even if you try it casually, it is still a silver hook painted on iron, and the short few words have a good momentum.
The second uncle nodded again and again, and the third uncle couldn't compare to this momentum.
Soon, Su Chen began to write formally.
The pen is a dragon and a snake, and the first picture is finished.
Uncle Er helped to put it aside to dry, and even read it casually.
"The east wind blows out thousands of green mountains, and the spring rain brings new things to life."
"The words are good! The words are also good!"
Uncle Er is actually not educated, but he likes to pretend to be a literati.
He often reads newspapers, but he does know the characters, and he can read them easily, and it rhymes very well.
After a while, the second picture is also very good.
"The sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old year, and the red plum blossoms welcome the new year.
"Yu Shui, look, you, Big Brother Su, are the ones who write better, this font, this stroke, you have everyone's demeanor!"
The deaf old lady praised.
He Yushui nodded again and again.
She herself has no calligraphy skills, but she is a serious high school student after all, and she still has a certain level of appreciation.
She has also seen those Spring Festival couplets for sale in the market, and she also reads the third uncle's writing every year, which is far worse than that of Su eldest brother.
Su Chen accidentally wrote happily, and wrote it down in one breath, and even wrote all the red paper he bought to practice calligraphy.
Well, when I finish writing the count, there will be a total of twelve pieces.
With so many pictures spread out one word at a time, it looks like glass.
Su Chen approached and looked at his work, feeling complacent.
"."Second uncle, you can choose one!" Su Chen said generously.
Uncle Er said with a shy face, "Oh, I didn't bring any money with me!"
"What money are you talking about? It's free!"
"Oh, it's still Su Chen's grandeur. The third uncle writes Spring Festival couplets and still has to collect a pen fee every year! Then the second uncle, I will not be polite!"
Uncle Er happily picked out a pair and prepared to send them back.
Just a few steps away, I ran into Uncle Yi head-on.
"Old Liu, I was just about to discuss something with you!"
"Old Yi, it's like this. It's not New Year's Eve. According to the usual practice in previous years, I have to ask the third uncle to write the Spring Festival couplets at the gate of the compound and every household. I just went to find him. What does he mean? He wants everyone to come out. Pay some money. Of course, there is no limit to the amount, as long as you like it!"
"I thought about it for a while. The deaf old lady must not be able to pay this money. You know Qinhuairu's family, so forget it. The rest are my family, your family, and Su Chen's family. "Zhu's family will pay ten o'clock."
"Wait, Lao Yi, wait a minute!" The second uncle hurriedly stopped the first uncle.
Uncle One thought that Uncle Second was unwilling, so he was a little dissatisfied at the time. Before Uncle Second could explain, he said, "Old Liu, although I am Uncle One, you are also Uncle Second. You can't just ignore everything!"
"Old Yi, you got it wrong, I didn't mean it!" Then, the second uncle proudly raised the Spring Festival couplets in his hand and said, (get it) "I mean, I already have Spring Festival couplets
I will not get involved in the matter of the third uncle!"
Uncle Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw it, "Old Liu, are you willing to spend money on Spring Festival couplets?"
Uncle Yi really doesn't believe this. Although Liu Haizhong is not as calculating as Yan Bugui, he is definitely not a generous person.
"That's not true, mine was given by Su Chen! Lao Yi, how do you look at the writing?"
Uncle Yi took a look and was shocked. He took a closer look and was shocked by Su Chen's words.
"Old Liu, you said it was written by Su Chen?"
Uncle One is a little unbelievable!
"This can still be fake, you look over there!"
Only then did Uncle Yi notice that there were more than a dozen Spring Festival couplets in front of Su Chen's house.
"this…………"
Uncle One was a little dumbfounded. He had just discussed with Uncle Three. If Uncle Two and Su Chen’s family had Spring Festival couplets, the rest would be poor people’s warehouses.
Uncle One was originally thinking about himself, Su Chen, and Uncle Two took the bulk of the salary, and other people can just think about it.
In this way, if Su Chen and the second uncle don't participate, the refill fee may have to be paid by their own family.
Thinking of this, Uncle One has two big heads with one head.
He slapped his hands angrily, regretting Zhang Luo's matter a bit. .