Chapter 116 Another new cycle of the zodiac

January 31st.

The day before New Year's Eve.

When Wen Yu woke up in the morning, there were sporadic crackling sounds of firecrackers outside.

It's slightly cold, but the atmosphere is warming up.

The living room was not cold because the balcony door was closed tightly. Sakamoto squatted on one side of the sliding glass door and looked outside. The chickens he bought were huddled in the corner of the balcony, looking at the fat cat in fear.

"Sakamoto, go farther. If you dare to eat it, I will eat you."

Wen Yu shouted.

Sakamoto looked back at him, made a very humane expression of reluctance, meowed, walked to the kitchen door, and looked at Mother Wen busy in the kitchen.

Mother Wen is washing the dishes and making preliminary preparations for tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner.

Wen Yu also leaned against the kitchen door frame, yawning.

"Mom, dad, why is there no one here so early in the morning?"

Mother Wen looked back and said, "Your dad has gone out to buy new year's goods and needs to buy some snacks and dried fruits."

He lowered his head again and continued: "Are you hungry? Can I cook some noodles for you?"

"Forget it, I'll have some snacks and go straight to lunch."

"Snacks, how can you be full with snacks..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not hungry yet!"

Wen Yu ran away in a hurry.

Before I had taken two steps, I heard Mother Wen yelling angrily: "If you're not hungry, go find Qiaoer's dad next door. He's writing Spring Festival couplets. Ask him to write a few couplets and paste them first."

"Shouldn't the Spring Festival couplets be written tomorrow?"

"Qiao'er and his family have something to do tomorrow. Let's do it today."

"Oh, okay."

Wen Yu checked the wintersweet he bought, took another pack of Shaqima, and went to Fu Chengque's house while eating.

The living room of Fu's family was covered with red couplets on the coffee table and the floor. Fu's father and Fu Chengque were milling around among them, creating a lively atmosphere.

Fu Chengque noticed Wen Yu first and shouted happily: "Wen Yu, come on, write Spring Festival couplets!"

Wen Yu first greeted Fu's father, "Uncle Fu is writing. My mother asked me to come to you to ask for some Spring Festival couplets."

Fu's father didn't even raise his head, "Xiao Yu came here to help me grind the ink. Qiao'er is really clumsy and can't sharpen it well."

Wen Yu quickly stepped forward and said to Fu Chengque, "Would you like to eat Shaqima?"

Seeing the girl shaking her head, she stuffed the snack into her mouth and swallowed it twice. Then she took the ink stone from the hand of Fu Chengque, who had a flat mouth, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fu, your 'face' looks really good."

Not bad. It’s powerful and impressive.”

Father Fu glanced at Wen Yu and said with a little pride, "Now you know? When I asked you two to learn from me, neither of you were willing. Now the words you write are not much better than those written by dogs!"

"It's not too late. I'm here to see you now."

"The ink is thicker."

"okay."

While talking, Father Fu wrote a second couplet, blew it, put the upper and lower couplets together, and said to Wen Yu: "Take a look!"

"Welcome the new year with beautiful scenery, bid farewell to the old year with great prosperity." Wen Yu read it out and praised it cooperatively: "Uncle Fu's handwriting is so beautiful."

Fu's father laughed loudly, and Fu Chengque muttered at the side: "Flattery."

Father Fu's ears twitched and he heard the muttering, and his brows were already furrowed.

But he didn't get angry. Instead, he picked up the brush and brushed it a few times, and another couplet came out.

This time Wen Yu didn't need to open his mouth, he started to read it himself: "It is necessary to study hard to study as a true gentleman."

After reading it, he handed it to Fu Chengque, "Go and stick it on your bedroom door."

Fu Chengque's face immediately turned bitter. Looking around, his father had a dark look on his face, while Wen Yu had a look of gloating on his misfortune.

The empress had just grown up, she was weak, her voice was not loud, and her arms couldn't twist her thighs, so she had to moan and quickly apply it.

Fu's father watched Fu Chengque finish posting, then turned to ask Wen Yu: "Do you have any ideas about what your family wrote?"

"The main door, kitchen, and balcony should be more normal. I want to post one in my bedroom too."

"Those simple things, what should you write in your bedroom?"

Wen Yu pondered for a moment, "Xuan Tan Tuo Shi is no longer flourishing, and the ecliptic cycle is new again."

Fu Chengque came back and shouted, "Ah, I don't understand!"

Father Fu was stunned for a moment, smacked his tongue, and nodded, "It's a rare couplet, it's a bit interesting. Xiao Yu, do you have any ideas? If you can tell me, tell me, as an adult, I will definitely help.

you."

Wen Yu laughed and said, "It's not that serious. I just saw it somewhere before. It sounds good. It would be more appropriate to use it this year."

"It's quite appropriate. This year, after you finish the college entrance examination, you will start another journey of life." Dad Fu looked at the two of them, his eyes were much softer, "Working in college, falling in love and getting married, getting married and having children, it goes on and on.

It’s a round.”

There seemed to be something else in his words, "This couplet is very good. Come on, help me press the couplet."

Wen Yu and Fu Chengque started working together, one pressing the top and the other guiding the bottom.

Father Fu thought about it for a while and then wrote.

After the couplets were written, Wen and Fu ran back and forth again, pasting them up one by one.

The atmosphere of the Spring Festival intensified several layers after the red Spring Festival couplets were pasted. Fu Chengque pasted the banner of "Quiet Times" on Wen Yu's bedroom door with a satisfied expression.

"Mr. Wen, this horizontal batch is pretty good."

"Isn't it very elegant?"

Fu Chengque nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, it looks a bit like your current temperament." As she was speaking, she saw Sakamoto enter the bedroom, so she followed him and found a seat to sit down.

Wen Yu became interested and tilted his head to look at Qingmei, "What is my temperament now?"

"Wow haha, it's a bit bland. It's like the pork rib soup my mother used to make, with only radish and water."

“Pork ribs soup?”

The girl said "Huh" several times and said thoughtfully: "It seems that you only have one pair of eyes. You just see with your eyes and don't think with your brain."

"It's better now. It seems like someone added a little salt to you and it gives you some flavor."

"Your metaphor is really interesting, as expected of you."

She scratched her head.

Wen Yu laughed a few times and said, "What I said earlier makes sense. But I still have something to think about. Maybe you haven't discovered it yet."

"Really?"

"For example, I'm looking forward to college life."

"I look forward to it too!"

Fu Chengque was excited and said: "I have to go to my grandma's house tomorrow. I have to spend New Year's Eve there this year."

"Grandma, how are you feeling?"

"It's okay, so let's take advantage of this year and have a lively New Year together."

"When will you be back?"

"The day after tomorrow, I'll be back on New Year's Day."

"It's very good. Please help me and tell her that I miss her."

"Pfft, Wen Yu, you really look like a good baby in the eyes of adults now."

"It doesn't matter, grandma is very good to me."

"I know, I know!"

Fu Chengque held Sakamoto on his lap and slowly stroked his hair.

There was no movement in the mission, and she couldn't guess what Wen Yu was thinking. Even the simplest thoughts of being hungry, full, and tired couldn't be closed. No matter how hard she struggled, it was in vain.

It’s over!

The task may not be completed.

She thought to herself, feeling regretful but not sad.

The girl stood up and patted her butt, "I'm going back to have lunch!"

The figure shook, leaving behind a fragrant breeze.

Wen Yu looked away, with a hint of amusement in his heart: He thought that Fu Chengque in this life was only innocent and innocent, but now it seems that she also has delicate aspects.

At least, someone discovered him.
Chapter completed!