Chapter 135 The third uncle sends Spring Festival couplets

Chapter 135 The third uncle sends Spring Festival couplets

After writing the couplets, Yan Fugui stood aside and fanned the wind with his hands.

When the Spring Festival couplets were dry, I rolled them up myself and smiled at the confused people in the room, "Wait. Let me go and beg you for alms."

After that, The people walked towards the middle courtyard.

In the middle courtyard, Yang Xiaotao packed up everything, lit the stove to heat the room, and added water to the pot to prepare for a hot bath.

At this moment, he picked up the sweeping pole and was dumping the snow in the yard when he saw Yan Fugui walking over.

"Xiao Tao is back!"

"Third uncle, have a good New Year."

Yang Xiaotao saw him saying hello in advance, and then continued busy.

“Hey, happy New Year, happy New Year.”

However, Yan Fugui followed him up and walked up to Yang Xiaotao in a few steps, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

Yang Xiaotao just said hello politely, but he didn't expect the third uncle to look like this. Thinking of the third uncle's nature, he immediately cheered up.

"Third uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Yang Xiaotao spoke directly as always. Yan Fugui was also used to this way of communication. He squinted his eyes and glanced at Yang Xiaotao's house. Laugh.

"Xiao Tao, you are back now, and the third uncle will give you a generous gift."

Yan Fugui continued with a smile, "This Chinese New Year is just a celebration."

"Every household has hung up Spring Festival couplets. When the third uncle saw that your house hadn't hung them up yet, he specially wrote one as a gift. Here you go."

As he spoke, he brought his hands to his eyes, holding a stack of red paper.

Yang Xiaotao narrowed his eyes and knew in his heart that Yan Fugui came here to ask for something.

The rule in this courtyard is that you have to give some luck when writing Spring Festival couplets. In the past few years, Yan Fugui has relied on this "craft" to make a lot of money every New Year and have a good year.

I just didn't expect that this guy would actually reach out to me.

"Third uncle, thank you for your kindness."

"Look, isn't this close?"

Yang Xiaotao said, pointing to both sides of the door, it should be Uncle Chen helped put it on.

Unexpectedly, Yan Fugui smiled even more happily, "I can't see this."

"Didn't you go back to the countryside? I was thinking that you haven't put up the Spring Festival couplets here yet, so I brought two for you."

I was about to open the Spring Festival couplets and let Yang Xiaotao have a look.

“These Spring Festival couplets, you’d better take them back.”

“New Year’s Eve has passed, what’s the point of posting them now?”

Yang Xiaotao didn’t let him Open it and refuse directly, Yan Fugui's smile froze in place.

"How can that be done? Besides, it's still the New Year until the first lunar month. It's not too late to post it now."

"Come on, the third uncle will help you post it. Take a look at these Spring Festival couplets. It definitely has a good meaning. Ah."

Said, regardless of Yang Xiaotao's refusal, he opened it himself.

Yang Xiaotao glanced at it, and Yan Fugui quickly started to read.

"The first couplet is: Winter is gone and spring is coming, I wish you a radiant look."

"The second line is: The family is prosperous and everything is successful, and Xiaotao is promoted step by step."

"Hengbiao: Fulin Siheyuan!"

"How about it? I wrote this specially for you, Third Master. "

Yan Fugui chewed on words, and Yang Xiaotao felt numb in his heart. These are not related to each other, they don't match up, they are pieced together forcefully. Is this also called Spring Festival couplets?

“Third uncle, I’m not talking about you.”

"You have to be sincere when writing Spring Festival couplets to others. It doesn't matter if others don't understand. Are you using this to fool me?"

Yan Fugui was stunned. No one has ever said this before?

He always thought that the Spring Festival couplets he wrote were excellent, otherwise, people from several surrounding yards would come to ask for Spring Festival couplets every Chinese New Year?

“Look, other people’s couplets require neat contrasts, coordination of levels, and harmony of rhymes, staggered ups and downs, melodious, sonorous, and catchy. What are you talking about? I wish you the best, Xiaotao, Can you write? "

"Look at Hengpi again, Fulin Siheyuan, why don't you Fulin your family?"

Yang Xiaotao didn't give him any face, and Yan Fugui's face turned red.

“You, you don’t understand, this is called art.”

“Art, you are so big! Take it away quickly!”

Yang Xiaotao was too lazy to talk more, “The Chinese teacher is here , I think it was taught by the math teacher!”

“In addition to knowing that the number of words is equal, what else do you know?”

"Okay, hurry up, don't post Spring Festival couplets like this to make people laugh to death. I can't afford to embarrass this person."

Yang Xiaotao continued to work, and Yan Fugui was frustrated and questioned his professionalism. , which made him feel extremely insulted.

"You, you are ignorant and ignorant."

Yan Fugui wanted to say something more, but he thought that Yang Xiaotao also had a high school education. Although he did not graduate, there was no need to think about his learning momentum. , must be higher than my junior high school education level, and if I continue to make trouble, I will be humiliating myself.

After Yan Fugui finished speaking, he left. Behind him, Yang Xiaotao spat disdainfully and continued working.

After returning home, Yan Fugui angrily threw the Spring Festival couplets into the stove, his face twisted.

"Dad, what's going on? He's deflated."

Seeing his appearance, the third aunt knew that he was not being pleased. Yan Jiecheng, who was returning home, also came over and said, "Dad, that guy It’s so cheap, don’t even think about it!”

"Go, go, go, while you're at it, you might as well think about work when you have the time. Don't stick around with a hammer and a pickaxe all day long. You don't have a serious job."

Yan Fugui bothers. Yan Jiecheng was helpless and sat on the bed with his hands spread out.

"Hey, you don't know how hard it is to find this job. There are a lot of temporary jobs, but formal jobs are just like a carrot and a pit. It's so difficult!"

Yan Fugui also knew the situation, but couldn't let it go. Low requirements, can only speak seriously , "You still don't care. I remember, you still owe one hundred and forty-eight yuan and six cents!"

Yan Jiecheng was speechless, and Yan Jiefang on the side lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. Afraid of attracting dad's attention.

After Yang Xiaotao beat Yan Fugui away, he continued to clean up in the yard.

After a while, Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen also came back. The old couple visited relatives and were happy to see Yang Xiaotao back.

When asked to come over for dinner in the evening, Yang Xiaotao agreed and prepared to bring something over.

On the other side, what happened at Yang Xiaotao's door happened to be seen by Xu Damao who came back.

At first I didn’t think it was anything. After all, people come and go and people are so sophisticated.

Xu Damao's eyes immediately rolled when he saw Yan Fugui leaving angrily and Yang Xiaotao being proud.

He is still a little weak in this courtyard. It doesn’t matter if he is bullied by Silly Zhu on weekdays. He can always find opportunities to get revenge.

But being bullied by Yang Xiaotao and being picked on every time made him feel uncomfortable. What's more, now that he's married to a capitalist's wife, his reputation is somewhat compromised, but he's living a comfortable life.

Everyone in this courtyard is the reincarnation of a pickled cabbage spirit, and they just don’t like others.

So, Xu Damao now urgently needs to find someone to share the pressure with, or to support him at critical moments.

As for this person, Xu Damao thinks that the third uncle is very suitable.

Now is the opportunity.

Xu Damao ran back to the backyard, and soon he went out with a bag of peanuts, a piece of bacon sausage, and a bottle of white wine under Lou Xiao'e's surprised eyes.

Lou Xiao'e was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to stay at home.

At the third uncle’s house, Yan Fugui was lying on the bed, still feeling hurt about the burned pair.

The paper money added up to a few cents, and more importantly, the value of such a pair was several cents. Yan Fugui felt that he had lost a lot.

"Lao Yan, don't be angry about a couple. It's not worth much in the first place, so just think of it as leftovers from the New Year. Just tell me what you want to eat tonight."

The third aunt is right Yan Fugui asked. At this time, Yan Fugui's face was filled with unwillingness. What came to his mind were bags and bags of things from Yang Xiaotao's house.

It would be great if I could get some in exchange.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the third aunt asked again, "Old Yan, I want to ask you something."

Yan Fugui came back to his senses and put his hands into his sleeves to keep warm. With. "Dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage."

The third aunt asked happily when she heard about making dumplings. "Do you want to put meat?"

Yan Fugui immediately turned his head, with a serious face, "What kind of meat do you want to put in?"

"Did you just eat it during the New Year? Can't you still live?" "

The third aunt lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

Tuk Tuk Tuk

"Third uncle!"

"Third uncle, are you going to the house?"

Suddenly Xu Damao's voice sounded at the door, and the old couple reacted. At this time, the door was pushed open, and Xu Damao walked in, holding his hand Carrying something.

In an instant, Yan Fugui got up from the bed when he saw these things.

The third aunt also saw something, with a smile on her face.

"Da Mao."

"Third Aunt."

"Hey"

Xu Damao stepped forward and deliberately placed the bacon sausage and wine in front of him, "What? Oh, this, the third uncle. You lie down to sleep so early?"

Yan Fugui looked at the things in Xu Damao's hands and licked his lips, "No, this, Damao, you..."< br>

Xu Damao clicked his tongue, "I'm not here to see you for the Chinese New Year. I'm free today, so I'll come over and have a drink with you."

"Besides, my family can cook and eat, too?"< br>
“Look. I brought everything! "

Yan Fugui shook his head happily and slapped his hands on his thighs, "You, Damao, you are really just what I want."

"We. You two, I won’t come home until you’re drunk!”

Yan Fugui said happily, and the three aunts on the side quickly took the things from Xu Damao's hands, and then scolded Xu Damao with a smile.

"You said you drank two cups, just drink two cups. You said you took so many things, it's really..."

Xu Damao agreed with a half-smile.

“I don’t know how carefully you and the third uncle are living your life. The two of us are better off than your big family.”

“Hurry up and do it. The peanuts are fried, the bacon sausage is stir-fried, and the third uncle and I will drink first.”

Yan Fugui felt even more comfortable after hearing this, and the third aunt immediately walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Yan Fugui and Xu Damao sat down, took out teapots, and Xu Damao filled them with teapots.

"Third uncle, you are the only uncle in our courtyard who has the level of an uncle."

"Others, I don't say, can't do it."

Xu Damao said with emotion Yan Fugui was also happy, "Da Mao can still see clearly."

"That's right."

"Third uncle, don't look at what other people say about me on weekdays, this or that, just think about it for yourself, whenever you come back from the countryside, you are not allowed to take any advice from me. Something?”

“There are so many people in the courtyard, why should I give it to you? I have you in my heart."

"Others, to put it bluntly, are people who do nothing but work. They are not worthy. They are not worth it."

Xu Damao meant it. He said that the third uncle's shrewd calculations were his own, and he spoke with a sharp tongue.

If you say that others are shrewd in calculations, you might be offended, but to say that the third uncle is shrewd in calculations is to praise him in person.

Not ashamed, but proud.

"Da Mao, I didn't expect you to say that. Third uncle, I'm so happy."

Yan Fugui felt that he had found his soulmate, and he wished he could drink it immediately and shout out happily.

The two of them talked again, and the third aunt brought out peanuts and stir-fried vegetables. Judging from the quantity, she should have kept half of them.

"Come on, Damao, let's drink and drink."

Since Yan Fugui knew his own affairs, he quickly opened his mouth to fool him.

Xu Damao also understood the family tradition of the third uncle, so he picked up the wine cup and started drinking without saying anything.

After three rounds of drinking, half of the food was eaten.

Xu Damao's face was red and his eyes were blurry.

The third uncle held his head with his hands, his eyelids were also fighting.

“Third uncle, this Yang Xiaotao is nothing.”

“With how dead he is, he still dares to be disrespectful to the uncle of our courtyard? And he dares to take advantage of my wife? I don’t even look at it. It depends on what you look like, how can you compete with me, Xu Damao?"

Xu Damao said with a loud tongue. Yan Fugui raised his head suddenly when he heard Yang Xiaotao's name and slapped his palm on the table! .

“That’s not so good, this guy doesn’t understand anything about human nature, he has no education, no quality, and no conscience!”

"He won't be able to stay in our courtyard for long!"

As Yan Fugui said, Xu Damao also started to add fuel to the fire. After a while, the table became a denunciation meeting against Yang Xiaotao.

After a while, Vigor focused his fire on Silly Pillar again.