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It was already mid-afternoon when Qiao Yue and Ji Chang returned to Qiao's Mansion. When they went out for a trip, they saw that the mansion had changed again.

The porch in front of the door was replaced with festive red lanterns, the newly written Spring Festival couplets were posted everywhere, and some servants took the newly written Spring Festival couplets and pasted them to the gate of the courtyard.At first glance, it was Qiao Shangshu's handwriting, and it was also Qiao Yue's brothers who have not come back now, so the matter of writing Spring Festival couplets fell back on the old father.Coupled with rewards for servants, writing dozens of copies is actually quite tiring.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Yue became interested again, and dragged Ji Chang to Qiao Shangshu's study.As expected, Qiao Shangshu was standing behind the desk, writing Spring Festival couplets diligently on a stack of red paper, perhaps he had written too much, and he still rubbed his wrists after finishing a couplet.

Qiao Shangshu raised his head while rubbing his wrists. Seeing that the two had returned, he was a little annoyed: "It turns out that they haven't been abducted yet, so you know they're back?" This is naturally Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue didn't mind at all, she let go of Ji Chang's hand, smiled and went to rub her father's shoulders: "What are you talking about, dad? My daughter is just going out for a walk, how can she not know how to go home?" , Dad and Mom are still waiting for me, aren't they?"

Qiao Shangshu had nothing to do with her, and he was not angry at first, even after being rubbed on his shoulder by his daughter for a while, he couldn't even say a serious sentence.A subconscious smile appeared on his face, and seeing that there was an "outsider" Ji Chang on the opposite side, he pressed down the corners of his lips again.He turned sideways and stopped his daughter from pinching her shoulders, and pretended to be annoyed: "It's alright, alright, don't tell me you can't do it? What are you doing here again?"

Qiao Yue didn't insist either, she stood by the desk and glanced at the red paper, and said, "It's nothing. I just thought that my brother and brother are not at home this year, so I have to write all these Spring Festival couplets. It's really hard work, so I think I wrote it myself for my yard."

Qiao Shangshu looked at her suspiciously when he heard the words - Qiao Yue's handwriting is not bad, after all, she was raised in a scholarly family, even if the Qiao family dotes on her, they will not spoil her to nothing.It's just that my daughter's writing skills are somewhat insufficient. Qiao Yue's handwriting is more than elegant, but not imposing.Instead of talking about these, I didn't post the words of my daughter's family outside for people to appreciate.

Qiao Yue naturally knew it in her heart. At this moment, facing Qiao Shangshu's suspicious gaze, she immediately smiled at her father ingratiatingly.

Qiao Shangshu turned his eyes immediately, caught a glimpse of Ji Chang at the side, and immediately understood what was going on.He was very angry and funny, and when he looked at his daughter again, he was even a bit angry, and handed her the pen: "You can write as you want, and it just saves me trouble."

Qiao Yue took the pen without refusing, smiled at her father, walked to the desk and began to write.

Ji Chang also noticed the eyebrow-eye lawsuit between the father and daughter, but he didn't pay much attention to it.Seeing Qiao Yue pick up a pen at this time, she subconsciously stepped forward two steps to the desk, and lowered her eyes to look at it.

Qiao Yue's handwriting is indeed not bad, but it is too graceful, and it looks like her daughter's handwriting.There is also Qiao Shangshu's newly written Spring Festival couplets for comparison, and they are inexplicably outmatched by three points, even she shook her head when she looked at them.

After writing one after another, she was still not satisfied, so Qiao Yue finally stopped writing, but looked at Ji Chang.

Ji Chang met her gaze, and even though Qiao Yue didn't say a word, she understood what she meant.Just turning his eyes slightly, he could see Qiao Shangshu stroking his beard and looking at the Spring Festival couplets that Qiao Yue had just written, nodding his head and shaking his head, showing no intention of leaving.

Seemingly noticing Ji Chang's gaze, Qiao Shangshu turned his head and asked her, "What do you think of the word Ah Yue?"

Facing the eyes of the father and daughter, Ji Chang lowered his head and glanced at the large characters with wet handwriting on the desk, then raised a smile and said: "Ah Yue's handwriting is very good, and there are faint traces of uncle in the strokes, it must be uncle's own handwriting at the beginning." Enlighten Ah Yue."

No matter how true or false these words are, they really hit the point, and Qiao Shangshu's face suddenly showed two points of color - he really doted on his daughter, and he was the one who enlightened Qiao Yue back then when he hugged his little daughter in her arms He held her hand and taught her to write stroke by stroke.Hearing what Ji Chang said now, no matter how picky he is about this son-in-law, he can't help feeling a little bit of nostalgia and joy.

The atmosphere improved a lot because of this, Qiao Shangshu even pulled Ji Chang to comment on Qiao Yue's writing with her, what was well written and what should be improved.Ji Chang nodded in agreement, but Qiao Yue was so angry at her father's operation that she wanted to drop her pen.

Fortunately, Qiao Shangshu didn't embarrass his daughter when he finished his comments. Instead, he said to Ji Chang with great interest, "Why don't you write a few words for the old man to read?"

Naturally, Ji Chang couldn't refuse the old man's request, so he took the pen from Qiao Yue's hand and thought about it, then wrote a pair of Spring Festival couplets.She did it in one go, the Spring Festival couplet itself is nothing new, but the strokes are powerful, and the iron painting and silver hook seem to have the killing spirit of the battlefield.At first glance, this word really doesn't look like something that a weak person like her can write, but considering Ji Chang's background, I don't think it's surprising.

Qiao Shangshu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good!"

Ji Chang smiled when he heard the words, and said, "My calligraphy was also taught by my father."

When Qiao Shangshu heard the words, he couldn't help feeling a little bit sad when he thought of Marquis Wu'an who was guarding far away at the border.Thinking of the imminent change of power in the DPRK and China, and the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion will not be as difficult as it used to be after the King of Han came to power, I can't help feeling relieved.

In the end, Ji Chang took over Qiao Shangshu's pen and finished all the couplets he was supposed to write.Qiao Yue next to her had an aggrieved expression on her face, annoyed at forgetting her father's presence, her idea of ​​taking the opportunity to get close to Ji Chang was completely futile, and she simply came here to give away her labor.

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Time passed quickly, and in the evening, Qiao's family worshiped the ancestors first, and then started the New Year's Eve dinner.

The whole family came to the table together, and Ji Chang, the future son-in-law, was only four people. Compared with the lively Qiao family in the past, Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but miss her sons. Let's go, a lot of New Year's gifts have been sent back, but none of them are at home.This year there is still Qiao Yue by my side, and when Qiao Yue gets married next year, I'm afraid there will be only the old couple left on New Year's Eve.

Mrs. Qiao sighed and sighed, Qiao Yue said some good things in a timely manner, and was busy serving dishes for her parents.After finally coaxing him, he turned to look at Ji Chang, only to find that he was staring at the dishes on the table without moving his chopsticks.

Qiao Yue leaned over and asked her in a low voice, "Don't you like these dishes?"

Ji Chang is naturally not picky eaters, and he has no reason to be picky eaters at other people's homes during the Chinese New Year.But she looked helplessly at Qiao Yue, and finally pursed her lips and whispered back: "No, the dishes are all good. I just feel, my teeth are still a little sour..."

Qiao Yue couldn't help laughing when she heard that, she picked up a piece of chicken and put it into Ji Chang's bowl: "It's just a few hawthorns, how can it be so powerful?"

She was right, Ji Chang had never eaten hawthorn before, so he couldn't let go of the sour taste for a long time.And since Qiao Yue brought some food for her, she naturally couldn't shirk it, so she had to eat that piece of chicken.So Qiao Yue seemed to have found the joy of feeding, and started to serve Ji Chang with enthusiasm, and neglected the parents at the same table without paying attention.

Qiao Shangshu felt a little sour when he saw his daughter was full of Ji Chang.But due to the New Year's Eve and Madam watching, it's not easy to find fault, so I had to raise the jug and said to Ji Chang: "Today's Chinese New Year, how about a few drinks with the old man?"

Ji Chang raised his eyes to meet Qiao Shangshu's gaze, and was about to respond, but was interrupted by Mrs. Qiao before he could speak: "I'm eating, and I have to keep watch for a while, what are you drinking now? Stay drunk Let's keep the old age by ourselves?!"

Qiao Shangshu sneered, and put down the jug, Ji Chang was naturally too obedient to answer.

A meal is not eaten quickly, and the New Year's Eve dinner does not pay attention to what to eat.Mrs. Qiao would ask a few questions about the situation in northern Xinjiang from time to time, and Ji Chang also knew everything, and obediently responded to the mother-in-law's inquiries.But most of the time, it was Qiao Yue who pulled Ji Chang to talk, and the two of them mumbled with their heads together. When they were happy, Qiao Yue almost fell into Ji Chang's arms with laughter. Bundle.

Everyone could tell that the unmarried couple had a deep affection, and Mrs. Qiao was also very relieved to see it.At this time, thinking back to Xu Changqing, he no longer regretted the temporarily ruined marriage, and even felt vaguely grateful.

After a New Year's Eve dinner, it was already dark, and the whole family began to sit around the stove to watch the new year.

The so-called keeping the year old is to keep the New Year's Eve, and those who are more particular will keep it until dawn.However, most people who are used to going to bed early and getting up early can't stand it anymore, so everyone just survives the third watch, and once the midnight is over, they can go back to catch up on sleep.

At night, it is also boring for a family to watch the night, especially this year there are not many juniors in the mansion, and there are fewer people making jokes.After staying at midnight and eating the night snacks, the feeling of sleepiness gradually came up, Qiao Yue leaned on Ji Chang's head and dozed off little by little.Seeing this, Qiao Shangshu took out the wine jug again, and decided to play a game with a big wave of his hand - drinking orders.

Qiao Yue was startled, woke up, and was immediately dissatisfied: "What kind of drinking order are you playing, Dad, you are bullying people!"

Qiao Shangshu's proud beard was raised, and he asked with a smile, "Where did I bully people?"

Qiao Yue sneaked a sideways glance at Ji Chang's face, and said nothing angrily——Qiao's family was originally from a scholarly family, and Qiao Shangshu was born as a scholar in the second list, and literati have a lot of fun with drinking orders.But Ji Chang is different, no matter how good her handwriting is, it can't change the background of the military generals of the Houfu, and the military generals must not play such literary things when they get together to drink, and I know that Ji Chang will suffer.

Ji Chang herself didn't care, and she could see that the old man wanted to drink himself a drink today, so she patted Qiao Yue's hand with a calm expression.Then I drank dozens of cups with my father-in-law, but the more she drank, the brighter her eyes became, and she didn't feel drunk at all.

After drinking, Qiao Shangshu finally came to his senses, remembering that Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Ji Chang was also so generous.Then he thought of something, and hurriedly went to see Qiao Yue, and as expected, he saw his daughter looking at Ji Chang obsessively, his eyes were almost straightened.

On the other side, Ji Chang's fair cheeks were slightly blush, and his peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and his eyes were fixed on Qiao Yue.

The author has something to say: Qiao Yue (nympho): I think I can add another hundred jars of wine to my dowry.

Prince (...): Daughter-in-law, calm down, I really can't drink so much!

感谢在2020-02-1121:10:44~2020-02-1221:37:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Yi Shuli, Ermuya 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of wine light blue; 1 bottle of unexpected;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!