Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Luo Shi noticed Cai's behavior and glanced at Wen Jin again. He didn't say anything. He just saw that Wen Xiuyi had finished writing and stopped writing.

"Where's your own?" Luo asked.

"Ah?" Wen Xiuyi was stunned for a moment and said bluntly: "Didn't our house be demolished? It won't be posted before it's built."

Luo Shi originally wanted to say about the house they live in now, but then he thought about it and swallowed the words again.

After finishing writing the couplet, Luo made paste and asked Old Man Wen and his three sons to paste it up inside and outside. From a distance, it looked red and festive.

Not only that, this year their house also hung red lanterns. In the distance, there was a touch of red swaying in the wind, which was very beautiful.

When the people in the village saw it, they could only envy them. Of course, those who had red lanterns at home also followed Wen's example and hung the red lanterns high, which was beautiful and festive.

In the afternoon, villagers came to Wen's house one after another, bringing red papers with them. Some of them looked like they were newly bought, and some looked like they had been at home for several years.

As the only scholar in Gutong Village, Wen Xiuyi was also the most knowledgeable person in their village. In previous years, it was not like no one came to ask Wen Xiuyi to write a couplet or something.

But at that time, Wen Xiuyi's eyes were higher than his head, and his eyes wished they could reach the sky. How could he be willing to help write couplets, let alone the villagers', even the Wen family himself had never written them.

This is still the first year.

No, just because everyone in the Wen family had posted it, and thinking about the changes in Wen Xiuyi during this period, those who were bold took the red paper and went to the door, thinking to try their luck, the worst is not the worst Even if you are rejected, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Wen Xiuyi was being held by Old Man Wen to repair the livestock shed. He saw something was wrong with the weather and wanted to build the shed more securely for Dahuang, when he heard Luo Shi calling him in the front yard.

Only when I came out did I realize that everyone had come to him to write couplets.

"Okay, what do I want to do? Second and third, please move our table outside. Tou, Datou, son, let me borrow your ink from daddy." Wen Xiuyi opened his mouth and invited everyone.

For some reason, when the person who came to ask for couplets saw him like this and heard the tone of his words, he smiled unconsciously. He was still the same aloof scholar as before.

Wen Xiuzhu and Wen Xiuqing moved the table. Da Tou polished his own ink and took it out. He sat next to it and watched Wen Xiu Yi Shu. His little hands were also gesturing beside him, seeming eager to try.

Wen Xiuyi was ready, raised his head and asked the first villager: "What are you writing?"

Villager: "...I, I don't know, I haven't read the book."

"..." Wen Xiuyi sighed and said, "Then I can just write it casually?"

The villagers nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, write something auspicious and festive."

Wen Xiuyi pondered for a while, then took up his pen and wrote eighteen big characters. After he finished writing, he picked it up and read: "Peace and happiness are getting better and better, people and family are going well every year, and everything goes well, how about it, okay?" "

The villager grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears, and kept nodding and bending down to say thanks: "Okay, okay, that's great, Wen Xiucai, thank you very much, thank you very much." After saying that, he happily took his own The couplet left, not forgetting to show off to others along the way.

Seeing that Wen Xiuyi could really help write couplets, the villagers wanted to rush to Wen's house one by one, shouting: "Wen Xiucai, please help me write one for my family."

Seeing you coming and going, pushing and pushing, Luo Shi took a big broom out of nowhere, stood there, and shouted: "Shut up, everyone, and stand still."

After her yelling, the courtyard suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Luo Shi and shrank their necks.

Lu You waved the broom in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Young Chinese New Year, why are you making such a fuss? Now, all line up for me and come one by one. Anyone who dares to jump in line and cause trouble will be thrown out by me right now."

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately started to line up and stand in line. Although there were always some twists and turns in the process, after all, no one was willing to give in to anyone, but in the end, under Luo Shi's glare, they managed to form a long queue.

Gutong Village is not a small village. There are about a hundred households in the village. As the people who wrote the couplets took the couplets home, those who didn't come came to try their luck after such publicity on the road.

If there was no big red paper, I cut it to the length of my arms. No matter what, it was also a symbol of the Chinese New Year, wasn't it?

Wen Xiuyi ran out of words until the end, and almost asked Wen Yao to buy a complete collection of couplets on the spot.

Fortunately, I turned over the auspicious couplets over and over in the end, and finally finished writing all the couplets in the village before dark.

I finished writing the couplet, others were paralyzed from exhaustion, and the ink sticks on their heads were all used up.

"Dad, I'm out of ink." Datou said it bluntly. It wasn't that he was stingy, but he just felt a little distressed. But when he thought of the smiles on the faces of the villagers, that little distress was nothing.

Wen Xiuyi wanted to touch Datou's head when he heard this, but he was too lazy to lift his hand now and said directly: "Go to our housekeeper and ask her to buy you a new one. Tou, don't call me, Let dad take a break."

Datou sighed distressedly, stepped forward and stretched out his little hand, massaging Wen Xiuyi's arm again and again.

This heart-warming move made Wen Xiuyi ignore the sore hands, put the big head into his arms, and took a bite in front of his face: "Daddy is such a big boy, I really miss you. "

The other people in the yard looked at the father and son making trouble, and seemed to be used to the two father and son getting along with each other during this period. They all laughed, and their faces immediately turned red. They closed their eyes and shyly looked towards Wen Xiuyi. Drilled into the arms.

Luo Shi knew that his son had had a hard day today, so he stepped forward and took the big head off, holding it himself, but did not let Wen Xiuyi do anything else.

Early the next morning, because Doctor Jin and the others were coming today, everyone in the Wen family got up at dawn, packed up, and prepared. Old man Wen took his three sons and carried Luo Shi to the hospital early in the morning. The prepared tributes and incense paper money went up the mountain to burn some incense and candles for the ancestors of the Wen family, and also let the ancestors spend a good year underground.

Not long after coming down from the mountain, the Jin family's carriage arrived. As soon as the carriage stopped, three children jumped out of the carriage, Wenying, Datou and Jin Xiuyi.

It turned out that the children playing at the entrance of the village saw the Jin family's carriage coming, and immediately ran to report the news to Wenying and Datou. The two ran to the entrance of the village to pick up Doctor Jin and the others, and then they came back together in the carriage.

"Grandma Wen, Grandpa Wen, I'm here." Jin Xiuyi got off the carriage and ran inside with Wenying and Datou, almost knocking down everyone who came out.

Luo Shi grabbed Datou and Jin Xiuyi with one hand and held their hands with the other to welcome them out.

Hong Hai happened to help Doctor Jin and Shopkeeper Qiu get out of the car.