Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown. Why was he looking for me?

"Huai Ru, I'm going to go out and take a look."

"Go!"

Lin Zhiyuan lifted the door curtain and saw Liu Guangqi standing at the bottom of the stairs, pacing with a slightly conflicted look on his face.

"Guangqi, what's up?"

Liu Guangqi pursed his lips and gestured, "Brother Zhiyuan, talk to the side."

"to make."

The two of them turned to the patio next door.

Liu Guangqi begged, "Brother Zhiyuan, my dad has been beating me up recently, and it's getting worse and worse, and more and more frequent. Can you help me get some help?"

Lin Zhiyuan hesitated and said, "It's your family's private matter, isn't it inappropriate for me to advise?"

"It's perfect. It couldn't be more perfect."

Liu Guangqi affirmed, and then continued: "Not only are you a good fighter, but you are also a leader in the factory. Although my father doesn't show it obviously, he actually respects you very much. If you come forward, it will definitely be useful."

"This……"

Lin Zhiyuan pondered for a long time, and when he saw the expectant look on Liu Guangqi's face, he thought of Liu Guangtian's great respect for him, and his heart softened for a moment.

"Okay, I'll try to hint at it later!"

"Thank you very much, Brother Zhiyuan. I'm leaving now. If my dad sees me, he'll probably interrogate me again."

"You're welcome. I don't know if this will be of any use yet."

Watching Liu Guangqi running back to the backyard, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

The whole family was frightened by Liu Haizhong.

This guy is Liu Haizhong!

Although he is slow to react and has a dull mind, he is actually very resilient.

Just take the dream of becoming an official as an example. One would try every possible means.

If you believe that a filial son will be born under the stick, no matter how much people persuade him, it will be of no use.

If I open the door and talk directly, Liu Haizhong may not listen to me.

Indirect reminders or inducements may be useful.

We need to think carefully about how to be roundabout and how to induce.

The next day, New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, in front of Yan's house.

A square table was set up, red paper was spread out, and Yan Bugui was holding a brush, exuding a scholarly temperament.

Several grown men gathered in a circle.

The female comrades gathered nearby and started chatting.

Liu Haizhong crossed his arms and said loudly, "Old Yan, please give me a pair of couplets. Please pay attention."

Yan Bugui paused for a moment and said with a hearty smile: "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

After saying that, he continued to write.

After a moment, the brush was put away, "Come on, Shazhu, this is yours, take it!"

Sha Zhu came forward and joked with a smile.

"Teacher Yan, let me see what you wrote first. If it's good, I'll give you peanuts. If it's not good, I won't recognize it."

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses and smiled complacently.

"The first line reads, 'The dragon roars in a prosperous era, bringing good news'; the second line reads, 'Spring is all over China, bringing about great ambitions'. The horizontal scroll reads, 'Excited and joyful'."

Sha Zhu didn't quite understand what he heard, but he thought it was good, and praised it three times in a row, "Hey, it has a good meaning, it's grand, it's really good."

As he spoke, he threw a handful of peanuts into the enamel basin on the table, bent down to blew on the words, and then took it aside to hang.

"This is called keeping up with current events and blessing the motherland."

Before Yan Bugui finished speaking, Liu Haizhong could not help but urge him.

"Okay, Old Yan, it's my turn."

Yan Bugui signaled with his eyes, and Yan Jiecheng beside him hurried to help spread the paper.

Touching his chin and thinking for a moment, Yan Bugui curled his lips and picked up the pen to write.

After finishing the last stroke, he raised his eyebrows.

"Old Liu, the first line reads: Dragons and phoenixes dance to welcome the new year, the second line reads: Good fortune and prosperity congratulate the festival, and the horizontal line reads: Good luck in the Year of the Dragon. How do you think? I wish you a promotion and good fortune in the coming year, and I also wish Guangqi academic success."

Three blessings, all said in the center of the bangs.

"Okay, okay, I'll go get you the ink."

……

In recent years, Yan Bugui initially wanted to show off his literary character, but later he did it just to collect some writing fees.

During the Chinese New Year, writing couplets and earning fees gradually became the top priority of the Yan family.

Lin Zhiyuan stood at the door with a handful of melon seeds, eating them and watching the fun.

Lin Zhihao popped up from nowhere and asked, "Brother, don't we write couplets?"

The government promulgated a new marriage law, vigorously promoted the abolition of the feudal marriage system, and advocated the abandonment of traditional concepts.

Things like mourning and ancestor worship are all classified as feudal superstition.

This is also the reason why, more than a month after Lam Ka-tung's death, no one made any comments when Lam Chih-yuan got married.

It’s not so bad now, but it will be much worse in a few years, with parades and criticisms.

After considering for a while, Lin Zhiyuan refused, "We don't write."

Lin Zhihao didn't hesitate, just nodded and went back to playing with his friends.

Lin Zhiyuan felt comfortable and enjoyed himself happily watching everyone pasting Spring Festival couplets, chatting, and the children laughing and playing.

It's approaching evening.

Qin Huairu took Lin Zhihui, Lin Manyu, and Lin Zhihao to start making dumplings.

Wang Aimin prepared cabbage and meat scraps stuffing.

Qin Huairu and Lin Manyu are the best at wrapping. I have to say, the women are very skillful.

Lin Zhihui is just okay. He doesn’t look very good, but at least he is wrapped up tightly.

Only Lin Zhihao’s dumplings either had too little filling and were completely lumps of dough, or they opened as soon as he let go.

Qin Huairu rolled the dough and made dumplings at the same time without any delay, and even had time to give some instructions.

"Zhihao, don't be impatient, take your time, put the stuffing in the middle, and then..."

Lin Zhihao was quite serious, and became stronger and stronger each time. In the end, he could barely tie with Lin Zhihui.

After chatting and laughing for a while, Lin Zhiyuan went into the kitchen and started cooking.

Five people, six dishes, plus dumplings, it is foreseeable that we will eat leftovers tomorrow!

It was only in the past two years that the hardship was not so great. We had money and no shortage of food.

In a few years, with natural disasters and debt repayments, how is it possible to have any leftovers?

The dumplings are out of the pot and the food is served.

New Year’s Eve dinner is ready.

Lin Zhiyuan poured himself a glass of wine, and as for the others, they all had honey water.

"Come on, before we eat, let's raise our glasses and wish our family gets better and better, and may everyone's wishes come true!"

"Dry!"

After clinking glasses, Lin Manyu smiled and joked, "Brother, all your wishes come true. So what are you thinking about?"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled cheerfully, "I hope your sister-in-law can give me a daughter."

Qin Huairu snorted, "I want a son."

Lin Manyu chuckled, "What should we do? One of you will always be unhappy!"

Lin Zhihao ate a dumpling and said vaguely: "What's the big deal? Just have another one!"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "Hahaha, yes, Zhihao is right, your sister-in-law and I should have more children!"

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at Lin Zhiyuan and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you want a child just because you want one?"

……

It was a lively meal.

In the end, Lin Zhiyuan let Lin Manyu live in the small bedroom.

As for the other two brothers, they continued to go to the ear room.

In the second half of the night, thinking that the three people were already fast asleep, Lin Zhiyuan and Qin Huairu both got up and prepared to give the three people New Year's money.

This is the reason why Lin Manyu was asked to live in the small bedroom.

My sister is old, and as a brother I have to avoid suspicion.

Qin Huairu went out to visit the privy chamber with her big belly, which made Lin Zhiyuan worried.

Qin Huairu handled it smoothly, and Lin Zhiyuan helped her into the inner room before going out to the ear room.

As a result, problems arose.