Chapter 250 Grandpa and grandma celebrate the New Year in the city

On New Year's Eve, although there was heavy snow on the sky, the courtyard was very lively.

Every household gets up early and gets busy.

Yan Bugui was in the front yard early in the morning, waiting for everyone in the yard to ask him to write Spring Festival couplets.

But I never thought that no one from the intermediate yard or the backyard this year looked for him.

Now there is He Yushui, a college student in the Intermediate Court. Although his delicate calligraphy is not as vigorous and powerful as Yan Bugui, it is pleasing to the eye and does not feel inferior to his third uncle at all.

As for the backyard, with Xu Qing here, it is naturally even less expensive than Yanbu.

Early in the morning, Yan Bugui was guarding the door of his own study room. The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were already neatly arranged on the desk inside.

Before going out to set up stalls in the twelfth lunar month, Yan Bugui thought to take advantage of this day to earn more or less in the yard so that he could find a supplement for himself.

When the boss got married, he was not as good as the second uncle's house, but it made Yan Bugui feel distressed for a long time.

As a result, after waiting for a whole morning, Yan Bugui didn't expect anyone.

Yan Bugui wanted to earn some money in the courtyard, but now he had no hope. He had to write Spring Festival couplets and the word "Fu" to his front yard, and then let Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuan post it quickly with the paste.

When he was bored, he held his brush again and ran to write Spring Festival couplets for the main gate of the courtyard.

The snow fell for a whole morning and it still stopped. It was just a little smaller, not as big as early as the morning.

Yan Jiecheng, who had just started a family, put his hands in the sleeves of the cotton jacket, and his body was leaning against his own door, and said to Yu Li:

"See, no one in the yard writes a pair with my dad today. He is so bored now."

Yu Li turned her head and said to Yan Jiecheng: "What, if your father makes money today, can you still share with you?"

Yan Jiecheng choked by his wife, and immediately glared at Yu Li, stretched out his hand from the sleeve of the cotton jacket, and raised his hand to lower the curtain on the door.

Yan Jiecheng felt that the people in the yard outside could not see the room at this moment, so he slapped Yu Li's back with his right hand, then hugged Yu Li and went into the inner room.

The young couple who had just gotten married, had a dry fire and was as sweet as glue. The heart was together, so they had to be loved quickly.

At present, Yan Jiecheng has not separated from the third uncle yet. He and Yu Li naturally don’t need to take care of the matters handled during the New Year, and they don’t want to take care of them, and they don’t want to do anything.

I just sat and waited to go to my parents' house to have the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

The only thing Yan Jiecheng did during the Chinese New Year was to take Yu Li to the department store that had just opened for a short time and bought some New Year's goods for his family.

And that money was given by the three aunts.

However, after Yan Jiecheng bought the New Year's goods, he did not take them directly to his parents' house as soon as possible. Instead, he secretly intercepted some of them and asked Yu Li to take them into her house. Only then did the rest be handed over to the three aunts.

Now, all the money Yan Jiecheng earned from work is handed over to Yu Li.

Even if he didn't hand in, he would not pay him out according to the calculations that Yan Jiecheng learned from his father.

Yan Bugui was very angry about this and wanted to scold him, but because Yu Li, the daughter-in-law, had just passed the door and was not easy to speak out, so he could only complain in his heart.

At this time, after Yan Bugui finished writing the Spring Festival couplets on the front gate of the courtyard, he held a brush, an ink bottle, and a cigarette in his mouth. He took two steps back, stood in the alley, and quietly admired it alone.

In the Intermediate Courtyard, the Jia family was still the first uncle's house, and He Yushui asked all the Spring Festival couplets to help him.

Jia Zhang took the Spring Festival couplet without spending a penny or taking out a cigarette, and praised the rain.

It made the rain feel a little embarrassed.

There was no way, Jia Zhang used He Yushui today, so he naturally had all kinds of nice words and kept jumping out of his mouth.

In addition, on New Year's Eve, Jia Zhang seemed quite happy.

Of course, another important reason is that Qin Huairu just borrowed ten yuan from Sha Zhu last week.

So, Jia Zhang took the Spring Festival couplet and pulled the stick to go back to her home while saying something nice to Sha Zhu.

However, Sha Zhu was busy helping his sister Yushui, and had no time to pay attention to Jia Zhang. He opened his mouth and responded twice, then hurriedly took the Spring Festival couplets written by Yushui to the old man and sent them over.

Yi Zhonghai and an aunt couple have been in the yard for many years, and have taken care of Sha Zhu and Yushui.

The reason is that, first of all, Sha Zhu’s parents are not around, and the old man, as the manager of the intermediate court, must not do anything.

Secondly, Yi Zhonghai and an aunt were good at Sha Zhu and Yushui, and they were thinking of asking Sha Zhu to help the couple with their elderly care.

Otherwise, how could an old lady have been unable to find a wife to Sha Zhu in recent years and have been concerned about her.

But because of this, Sha Zhu was closer to the old man and the old man, compared to the second and third man's family in the courtyard.

At this time, in the backyard, Xu Qing was also busy writing Spring Festival couplets for Xu Damao, the second uncle's family, and the old lady.

The little girl was in the kitchen with her third brother Xu Fengming, helping her grandma clean up the big rooster.

Xu Aiguo then took the Spring Festival couplets written by his elder brother Xu Qing and put them aside.

The old man held the tobacco pole in his mouth and sucked the cigarette while looking down at the Spring Festival couplets written by his eldest grandson Xu Qing.

Seeing Xu Qing's handwriting was better than those written by the commune people, I felt indescribable pride.

The second uncle who came to Xu Qing to write Spring Festival couplets in his bangs, and when he saw Grandpa Xu Qing, he hurriedly reached out and handed the bag of big front door prepared in advance to the old man.

Today, Xu Qing’s house is quite lively. Grandpa and grandparents are going to spend the New Year with them in the city this year, and Xu Qing is indescribable to be happy.

The second father Xu Guangjin, early the morning before yesterday, had breakfast and drove back to the countryside with a tractor. Xu Qing couldn't help but put two net bags from the New Year's goods he bought a few days ago and took them back to his second father.

At this moment, the Spring Festival couplets written by Xu Qing to the second uncle's second wife's bang Haizhong family are particularly beautiful.

The handwriting is elegant and beautiful, and the writing is extremely serious.

Grandpa looked in front of him, and Xu Qing wrote very carefully.

Ten minutes later, Xu Qing finished writing Spring Festival couplets for his bangs and was about to take a rest.

Xu Damao smoked a cigarette and came in from outside the door, took out the cigarette, first gave the old man one, and then handed it to Xu Qing and said:

"Qingzi, have my Spring Festival couplets and the word "Fu" written?"

Last night, Xu Damao ran to Xu Qing's house with wine and drank with Xu Qing and the old man.

His Spring Festival couplets were actually one step ahead of his bangs, and he agreed with Xu Qing.

Xu Qing took the cigarette handed over by Xu Damao and said with a smile: "Brother Damao, I'll write it for you."

After taking a deep breath, Xu Qing grabbed the brush he had just put down, dipped it in the ink bottle and hurriedly helped Xu Damao write it.

After another busy schedule, Xu Qing handed over the Spring Festival couplets he wrote to Xu Damao, and then worked hard to write all the Spring Festival couplets of his own and the old lady.

After writing, Xu Qing and his second brother Xu Aiguo, one of them held Spring Festival couplets and the other one with the paste made by grandma, stood at the door of the house and posted it.

Xu Qing also looked at the old lady's house and posted it.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Qing had nothing to do and was preparing to go into the kitchen to make a New Year's Eve dinner with the little girl and grandma.

But grandma pushed him out directly.

"I'm the eldest brother, I'll chat with your grandfather in the front room. Xiaoya and I can handle this kitchen."

After saying that, grandma reached out and called Xu Fengming into the kitchen and asked her to sit in front of the stove to burn the fire.

Xu Fengming was a little puzzled, sat on the bench in front of the stove, turned his head and asked grandma:

"Grandma, why don't you let my elder brother go into the kitchen?"

The old man standing in front of the chopping board, holding a kitchen knife and cutting meat, said while busy:

"Your elder brother is the pillar of the family. Today is 30 years old. What if someone in your yard is looking for him, should he cook in the kitchen or go out for social activities?"

Xu Fengming said oh, looked down at the red coal balls burning in the stove, and stopped talking.

When it was getting dark, Sha Zhu ran to the backyard, brought a bowl of his specialty dishes, and walked around Xu Qing's house.

In the past two or three years, Sha Zhu and Yushui, two brothers and sisters, lived with Xu Qing and his four brothers and sisters on New Year's Eve.

After all, it’s all that my parents are not here, so we get together to make fun of it and have fun.

But this year, Xu Qing’s grandparents came to the city to celebrate the New Year.

Sha Zhu and Yushui are inconvenient to be with Xu Qing.

So, this year he and Yushui went to the old man's house and had to bring Xu Qing a bowl of meat and vegetables.

After Xu Qing took the bowl of meat and vegetables, grandma did not let the empty bowl return, so she scooped a bowl of meatballs, and then handed the bowl back to Sha Zhu.

During the Chinese New Year, how can I go out empty-handed?

When Sha Zhu looked at it, he was full of meatballs and grinned, not knowing what to say.

He never thought of letting Xu Qing return this thing.

But since the bowls are filled, it is not easy to stop them.

It’s better to have a smooth Chinese New Year.

Sha Zhu took the bowl and turned around and wanted to go to the old lady's side, invite the old lady to the intermediate court, and celebrate the New Year with him and the old man's family.

However, the old man sitting on the kang saw Sha Zhu. Although he looked older, he felt good in his heart. He raised his hand and left it in the house, so he let him drink a few cups before leaving.

Xu Qing smiled and said, "Brother Sha Zhu, this is the Chinese New Year, how can you get out of my house without drinking?"

While talking, Xu Qing poured wine into the empty wine cup. Sha Zhu scratched his head, put down the bowl, sat on the edge of the kang, and drank with Xu Qing and the old man for a while, then took the bowl of meatballs to the old lady's house.
To be continued...