The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

The end of the twelfth lunar month is the busiest time, but everyone is busy and happy, and busy and festive.

26. Kill the New Year Pig.

27. Slaughter the chickens for the big market.

28. Make cakes and steamed buns with decals.

When Song Nan was cutting window grilles with the others, she seemed to have returned to the handicraft class in elementary school.

She was worried that her secret would be exposed, so she sat with the two children and learned how to cut. Finally, she was able to cut out two decent "Xi" and Window.

Then he posted these two on the window of his house with his own hands, which looked very festive.

In previous years, the Song family's Spring Festival couplets were written by Song Huai, but until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, they did not see Song Huai come back.

The family stood in the yard holding a piece of paper to write couplets on, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Fang Peilan sighed and said, "It's getting colder and colder today. Why hasn't Xiao Huai come back? Could it be that he was delayed on the road?"

"It's only been a few days since he arrived in Fucheng. I think he should be on the way now. During the New Year... he should go home to spend it, right?"

Song Youcai exhaled a hot breath and said:

"Tomorrow we have to worship our ancestors, but we can't do it here... Third uncle said, let's worship together outside the yard tomorrow, and he will take out the family tree..."

The nine members of their family were originally from Jingzhou, but now they came to Qingzhou due to unavoidable reasons.

I don’t even know how to worship my ancestors...

Song Youcai had a hunch that once the situation in Jingzhou improved, some people would definitely want to go back to their hometown.

I just don’t know when the situation will get better over there?He also really wanted to talk to his parents' graves...

The two parents were feeling sad. As the eldest son of the family, Song Bai was pushed out by his younger siblings.

He pretended to be relaxed and said: "Father, mother, and the fourth child know that ancestor worship is a big deal, and they will definitely be able to come back before the ancestor worship tomorrow, so you can relax. Now it is a big deal to find someone to write this couplet well!"

"You are right, then you can write it." Fang Peilan picked up the blank red couplet and put it in front of Song Bai.

When it comes to finding someone to write couplets, others may still have trouble.

But they are different.

Everyone in their family can write. For this couplet, just choose someone to write it with a brush.

Whether it looks good or not is another matter. After all, everyone has their own writing style.

Song Bai was choked by his mother's words, coughed and said: "I write? It's not like everyone doesn't know my handwriting, why not let the third child write it? His handwriting is not bad, and he can still read it."

"If you don't write, why are you coming out to talk?" Song Youcai rolled his eyes on behalf of his wife.

Then he looked at the people in his family.

Everyone who met his eyes turned away. Song Nan felt as if he was being called on to answer questions in class.

In the circle of people, only two people did not avoid Song Youcai's sight.

One is Song Xi who can’t write yet.

One is Song Hao, who just learned to write.

As for the siblings Song Qi and Song Mu, they are sleeping soundly in their parents' arms with their eyes closed.

"Me! I'll write it!"

Song Hao met his grandfather's gaze and volunteered.

The brazier with a circle of people sitting around illuminated his eyes very brightly. Unfortunately, Song Youcai didn't intend to let this guy waste his red paper.

"No one wants it, so I'll order it?"

Song Nan closed her eyes and warmed her hands. You can order it, as long as it's not me.

"I! I do!"

"Master! I'll write it!"

Song Hao stood up, wondering why his grandfather couldn't see him?

You obviously said you were willing to write?

Song Youcai looked around, and then said solemnly: "Writing couplets is a big deal. In our family, the fourth child usually writes them. Today, the fourth child is not here, so I will choose someone who is good at writing to write them. Do you have any opinions? "

Everyone shook their heads in unison: "No objection."

The couplets may have to be pasted on both sides of the courtyard gate for a year, so naturally one must choose someone with good-looking calligraphy.

Song Youcai smiled: "Then let...Nan Nan write it!"

Hearing this, Song Nan pointed at herself with the index finger of her right hand in disbelief.

So the clown is herself? ? ?

The rest of the Song family clapped their hands and said:

"Okay! The Chinese character Nan Nan is beautiful!"

"Come on little sister!"

"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!!!"

Seeing how relaxed they looked after hearing that the person who wrote the couplet was not them, Song Nan felt itchy.

Originally, she could become one of them.

It's a pity that the fourth brother hasn't returned yet.

She struggled and said: "I think Xiaohao really wants to try it, why not..."

Song Hao's eyes shone: Sister-in-law!You are my god!

Song Youcai shook his head: "He is too young."

Song Hao patted his chest and said, "Sir, our master said, age does not matter if you have ambitions! I am very ambitious!"

"Then just wait until your handwriting is as good as your pointing in the future. Not now, your handwriting is like a chicken foot stepping on it. You still want to write couplets?"

Facing Song Youcai's words of no respect, Song Hao pursed his lips and said nothing.

What kind of chicken feet were stepped on?

He obviously writes very well, right?

Seeing that there was no way to replace him, Song Nan had no choice but to take over the job.

The family members moved the table, and the family members carried pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Song Nan looked at Song Hao, who was still saying, "The whole world is sunny, but it's raining in my world" and said: "Xiao Hao, come and help me grind ink, I can't do it."

"Hey! Here we come!"

When Song Hao heard the call, the rain suddenly cleared up and he came running and jumping towards this side.

After he finished polishing the ink, Song Youcai and Fang Peilan had already discussed what couplets they would use this year.

"Just write a couplet saying that everything will go well and your family will be healthy. I just hope that our family will be safe in the coming year." Fang Peilan's eyes turned red, thinking of the things he encountered this year.

After receiving this request, Song Nan quickly thought of a suitable couplet in his mental database.

"First couplet: Everything goes well and good luck!"

"Second line: Every family will be happy and healthy forever!"

"Written horizontally to make the four seasons prosperous!"

A couplet came out soon. The Song family looked at the words on the couplet with smiles on their faces.

Song Youcai said repeatedly: "Good luck! Good health! Good, good, good!"

It's a pity that the ink on the couplet hasn't dried yet, so I have to put it on the table and wait for it to dry. Otherwise, Song Youcai would like to post this couplet on the door of his courtyard immediately!

When the ink dried, Song Youcai immediately asked Song Bai to hang the couplets outside the yard with him.

This couplet, which was different from previous years, quickly attracted the attention of other families, who came forward to inquire.

After learning that it was written by Song Nan, everyone asked Song Nan to tailor a couplet.

I wrote to Mrs. Liu’s family: Good luck, good luck, good fortune, good family, and prosperous career.

I wrote to Aunt Ma’s family: The God of Wealth sends treasures every year, and the family welcomes the spring with prosperity and good fortune.

……

At the end of the day, Song Nan didn't write many couplets, but everyone's diverse visions made her rack her brains to think of suitable couplets, which made her very tired.