Comfortable life in Siheyuan

After Liu Guangfu left, the second uncle's house finally became quiet.

Liu Guangqi and his wife were obviously happier. "Dad, why don't you come to my place for the New Year? There are many people living there, and it's lively! We can have a couple of drinks in the evening."

Liu Haizhong looked embarrassed and was obviously reluctant to go to him.

The house Liu Guangqi lived in was not very big, and there were five people living in it. The living room for dining could only accommodate a small table, and Liu Haizhong really felt cramped.

"Forget it, you guys eat by yourselves. It's quite lively here, and I know all the neighbors!" Liu Haizhong refused tactfully.

"Okay, then I'll listen to Dad." Liu Guangqi said with a smile.

After the table was cleared, several people sat together and started chatting again.

Liu Guangqi would ask Guangtian from time to time about his waste collection.

"Guangtian, I heard that you guys who collect junk often collected old items in the past. Did you keep a lot of them too?"

Liu Guangtian glanced at him and said quietly, "I could collect quite a lot in the past, but my family was burdened with money and I didn't even have enough money to buy food, so where would I get the money to collect antiques?"

"Don't fool me! You have always lived and eaten at home in the past, how could you be without money?" Liu Guangqi immediately retorted.

"You can ask my parents if they often buy things for our family during these years of living and eating at home. I'm not like some people who just think about taking advantage." Liu Guangtian secretly squeezed him.

"He doesn't eat and drink for free at home all day. He always buys something to improve his diet. Haven't you seen his children? They are all quite strong?"

Liu Haizhong also knew what the eldest brother was thinking, and he was trying to find a new way to target the second brother.

Liu Guangtian ignored him. Seeing that there was no benefit, Liu Guangqi called a few children and prepared to leave.

"Guangtian, why did you buy cigarettes for Dad? Don't you know that both parents don't smoke? I'll take these cigarettes away. My father-in-law smokes!"

Liu Guangtian remained silent and just watched him take the things away.

Liu Haizhong looked at those packs of Daqianmen cigarettes and felt a little aggrieved.

After Liu Guangqi and his family left, Liu Haizhong said leisurely: "These are all weasels. They even eat Dyna's food just to pay New Year's greetings. Alas!"

"Brother, all the books you read have gone to waste. Dad, I gave you a few packs of cigarettes so that you could show off during the New Year, but now it's all wasted." Liu Guangtian also sighed, his face full of disappointment.

"Dad, Mom, why don't you two come over to my place to celebrate the New Year? I have a lot of houses there, and my kids miss you a lot." Qin Jingru's sudden words surprised her second uncle, aunt and Liu Guangtian.

Liu Haizhong was stunned for a while before he reacted, but after thinking about it, he decided to refuse.

"The boss mentioned this just now, and I refused. If I really go to your place, I'm afraid the boss will be upset with you."

Liu Haizhong doesn't want to bring trouble to the second brother's family now. He has already figured out the human nature of Liu Guangqi and his wife.

"Then it's up to you! I'll bring the children back to kowtow on the first day of the new year."

"Row!"

The next morning, the third uncle set up a stall in the middle courtyard. He prepared all the pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and waited for the neighbors in the courtyard to come and write Spring Festival couplets.

Liu Qingshan hadn't gotten up yet in the morning when he heard Sha Zhu and Nan Yi calling him at the door, asking him to write a couplet.

Liu Qingshan climbed up from the bed helplessly and looked at the two grown men with a resentful look in his eyes.

"Can't you two ask the third uncle to write for you? His calligraphy is better than mine!" Liu Qingshan still has some self-knowledge, and his calligraphy is just okay.

"That old stingy guy wants a fee for writing. We don't want to waste that money!" Sha Zhu said proudly.

"Okay, let me wash up first!"

"What kind of day is it? The children get up earlier than you."

Liu Qingshan pretended not to hear and continued washing himself.

After he finished cleaning up, he didn't go to get paper and pen, but walked leisurely to the central courtyard.

Liu Qingshan stood behind the third uncle and watched him write beautifully.

"Qingshan, what do you think of the words Third Uncle used? Come and give us your comments!"

"I dare not! I dare not! Third uncle's handwriting is much more beautiful than mine. I say Third uncle, you shouldn't write here. You should prepare more red paper. Set up a stall at the entrance of the alley. Can you make a lot of money?"

Liu Qingshan's words awakened the dreamer. The third uncle slapped his thigh and said "what a pity" to himself.

"I'll go out and take a look!" The third uncle ran outside in a hurry, and after a while, he ran back.

"Yang Ruihua, help me get the things, let's go to the entrance of the alley to set up the stall." The third uncle's courage shocked many people.

"No, Third Master, you've already received the writing fee, so are you just going to quit like this?"

"You can all take them out and ask him to write them. It can also help Uncle Sanba attract customers!" Uncle Sanba was still a little hesitant, so Liu Qingshan gave him a solution.

"Yes, come with me. I'll write when we get to the entrance of the alley." The third uncle walked out in a hurry, and the third aunt followed behind him with things.

Sha Zhu walked behind Liu Qingshan and said with a smile, "Are you trying to help Uncle San make some extra money?"

"Isn't this a way of making a living by relying on his cooking skills? Third Uncle has the ability to do it!" Liu Qingshan trotted back to the house, took out a stack of red paper, and followed him out.

"What are you doing? Are you going to ask Uncle San to write for you too?" Sha Zhu asked in surprise.

"My calligraphy is fine for home use. But those shops have to put up Spring Festival couplets! I'll buy some big red paper and write on it later, then take it to the shops to put it up. If you want me to write, I have no objection and will be happy to help."

Sha Zhu and Nan Yi rolled their eyes at him and went out to buy red paper.

A few people walked up to the stall of the third uncle and were also stunned by the crowd here.

There were already quite a few people in the courtyard, and even more came to join in the fun. The third uncle couldn't care about anything else at this moment, he just lowered his head and kept on painting.

"Well, it seems we have to queue again!" Sha Zhu sighed helplessly.

"I guess the third uncle won't be able to take care of us for a while." Nan Yi followed.

"Then wait a little longer. I don't have anything to do anyway." Liu Qingshan didn't care about it.

However, when he said this, Sha Zhu and Nan Yi rolled their eyes at him.

Sha Zhu and Nan Yi are both chefs in the family, and they prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner themselves.

The three of them waited here for a long time before the crowd gradually thinned out. When Liu Qingshan walked up to the third uncle with the red paper, the third uncle's face was full of disgust.

"Qingshan, I'm so busy, don't come over and make trouble! Make room for others! Uncle San will treat you to a drink later."

"No, I really want you to write this."