Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Zhang Laoer smiled warmly and looked at Xu Liyun tenderly, as if silently telling her that everything was under control.

Xu Liyun suddenly had an idea and decided to take this opportunity to change the topic to ease the awkward atmosphere caused by the previous episode: "Is the red paper enough? Why don't we do something special this year and give each household a pair of handwritten couplets! It not only expresses our New Year's wishes, but also can be regarded as a special New Year's gift."

"Does your sister-in-law plan to personally deliver the couplets door to door?"

Boss Zhang raised his eyebrows and agreed with the suggestion. He noticed that his second brother bought a lot of red paper this time and originally thought that it was for making red envelopes.

"That's right. Since this is the first Spring Festival we spend here, wouldn't it be more meaningful to convey our joy and blessings by sending Spring Festival couplets?"

Xu Liyun's eyes sparkled, and another plan came to her mind. "There are 150 households in the village. You two brothers are responsible for 75 households each. Let's see who can complete the task quickly and well. How about a writing competition? Children, do you want to see Daddy and Second Uncle compete?"

As soon as the children heard the word "competition", excitement immediately ignited in their eyes, especially when their fathers and uncles became the protagonists of the competition. Their sense of participation and anticipation instantly doubled.

They both nodded at the same time. If they hadn't had food in their hands, they would have cheered and applauded.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Zhang Laoer looked at Zhang Laoda with a cunning look and formally issued a declaration of war.

"Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?"

Boss Zhang smiled heartily and accepted the challenge without hesitation.

Seeing that everyone was full of interest, the two did not want to dampen their enthusiasm and just took it as an opportunity to practice calligraphy.

After all, in order to practice calligraphy, they wrote much more texts than they do now.

"Wait, let's go to a more spacious place for the competition. Mingyi, Qianqian, go out and call everyone to join in the fun!"

Xu Liyun was afraid that there would not be enough red paper, so she went to her neighbor's house to ask if there was any extra red paper she could borrow to avoid being caught off guard.

"Ok!"

When the villagers heard that the village chief and the teacher were going to exhibit their calligraphy, write Spring Festival couplets by hand and give them out to every household, how could they not be happy?

Compared to the monotonous ones bought outside, the Spring Festival couplets written by the village chief and teacher personally not only have a more human touch, but also carry a deep emotion.

In fact, many villagers have long wanted to ask for a painting, but due to emotional reasons, they have not been able to speak up.

With waves of friends calling out to each other, soon the Zhang family was surrounded by crowds of people.

Fortunately, the space was spacious enough, so even with so many people gathered, it didn't feel too crowded.

The Zhang family's location is unique. The passage between the front and back rows of houses is much wider than ordinary alleys, wide enough for three carriages to pass side by side, while elsewhere only two carriages can barely pass.

The crowd was surging, and those at the back stood on tiptoe, trying to peek at what was happening ahead.

The village chief and the teacher stood still, holding the pen in their right hands, and wrote like a dragon and a phoenix. Every stroke was extremely smooth, and a couplet was completed in an instant.

Then, the Zhang family’s twin children carefully spread out the couplet, their movements serious and pious.

The line stretched all the way to the doorstep of the next door, and the crowd gradually quieted down until both of them announced that they had stopped writing.

Zhang Laoer rubbed his slightly sore wrist and looked carefully at Zhang Laoda's work.

"My eldest brother's handwriting is more attractive and has a sense of stability."

he commented.

Zhang Lao Da disagreed and said modestly: "The calligraphy is like the person, each has its own merits, there is no difference between high and low, it is just to add some fun to the festival."

"I think both of you wrote well, Jiaojiao, what do you think?"

Xu Liyun held the baby in her arms. The little guy's round eyes explored everywhere, and his little mouth opened and closed, which was very cute, as if he was also judging this calligraphy competition.

Zhang Laoer felt warm at heart and he wished he could hold his precious daughter in his arms immediately.

However, looking at his hands stained with red ink, he had to give up the idea regretfully and decided to wash his hands first to avoid dirtying his daughter's clothes.

"Village head, you and the teacher's handwriting is really amazing."

The villagers who were watching expressed their sincere admiration. As for who was better, they couldn’t judge, but in short, both works were pleasing to the eye.

"You're praising us so much, are you anxious to get home and put up the Spring Festival couplets?"

Zhang Laoer looked in the direction of the laughter, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made some people in the crowd touch their heads embarrassedly, which led to even more laughter.

From worshiping the Kitchen God on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, to pasting door gods and couplets, setting off firecrackers, enjoying a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, and staying up all night on New Year's Eve, a year's busyness and hard work are briefly released at this moment.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, as soon as the faint light of dawn appears in the sky, people get up, put on their most decent clothes, dress up brand new, start visiting relatives and friends, wishing each other a happy new year and praying for success and family harmony in the new year.

Although the village experienced many ups and downs last year, the arrival of the New Year always brings new hope to people.

Regardless of their wealth, status, or social class, every family will dress their children in new clothes, hand out lucky money filled with blessings, and celebrate this moment of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new together.

The Zhang family is no exception. Each of the four children received a lucky money filled with love and expectations.

Considering that the family does not have many relatives in the village, the Zhang family plans to send the three older children to visit Guo’s home next door to send the first greetings of the New Year.

When housing was allocated in the early years, the Zhang family chose courtyards No. 15 and 16, and the Guo family followed closely and occupied No. 14. When the Qi family saw this situation, they simply chose No. 17. The several families lived next to each other and took care of each other, forming a tacit and harmonious neighborhood relationship.

Just as I was about to go out, there was a sudden crisp knocking sound at the gate, which seemed to carry a hint of eagerness and anticipation.

Mingyi gently pushed open the old wooden door, and saw several children from the neighboring house rushing into the yard like lively deer in spring, bringing a burst of joy.

"Happy New Year, village chief! Happy New Year, teacher! Happy New Year, aunts and grandmas!"

Several little ones in brand new clothes spontaneously lined up in a neat row. Their tender faces were filled with innocent smiles. They sent New Year greetings in unison. Their voices were clear and pleasant, just like the first ray of warm sunshine when the snow melts in early spring, warm and vivid.

When the adults heard the voice, warm smiles immediately appeared on their faces, and their eyes were filled with love and satisfaction for the children.

They responded quickly, taking out the red envelopes they had prepared long ago from their pockets or sleeves, and distributed them gently and lovingly to the children around them.

The younger children cheered and stretched out their hands, excitedly taking the red paper packets that represented good luck and blessings, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and joy. The older children, who had already learned courtesy and humility, shyly shook their heads at first, refusing to accept them. But after several rounds of gentle encouragement and persistence from the adults, they finally took the red packets with both hands embarrassedly, a faint blush on their cheeks.