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Zhao Shun was as quiet as a chicken all the way back, Fang Ling told him to go east, and he obediently went east, never daring to let him go.

In addition to the gifts given on site, No.1 can also get a Spring Festival couplet voucher, which can be exchanged for a Spring Festival couplet at the designated location.

"It seems to be over there." Fang Ling saw a sign hanging not far away, and many people were queuing.

Zhao Shun: "Go and have a look."

The two did not find the wrong place, this is the place to exchange Spring Festival couplets.

An old man with a white beard was sitting on the Sifangtai, slowly writing Spring Festival couplets with a brush, leisurely, no matter how many people were waiting.

This speed caused many people who wanted to change the Spring Festival couplets to change their direction.

"Fang Ling, there are a lot of people there, let's forget it..." Zhao Shun muttered.

He didn't think it was worth spending a lot of time queuing up. It was just a Spring Festival couplet written by an old man he didn't know.

In Zhao Shun's view, it is no different from buying directly with money.It was rare for him to come out to play with Fang Ling, and there was no one else around, so he didn't spend all his time queuing up.

Fang Ling said, "Wait, I'll go over and ask."

When Fang Ling was about to pass, Zhao Shun naturally followed, occasionally helping him fend off some people who were pushing over.

It was quite noisy here, and Zhao Shun saw Fang Ling walking to the side of the Sifang platform, and he didn't know what he said to the grandstand uncle who was waiting next to him, and then the other party nodded and took out a roll of red paper from underneath.

The long red paper is spread out like a brocade, and the fine-textured paper is covered with dots of gold powder, shining like a river of stars under the light.

After growing the red paper, the uncle also took out a large brush and a small box of viscous, golden paint.

Zhao Shun took a look and found that the old man also used this kind of paint as ink.

Zhao Shun didn't understand why, "Fang Ling..."

Fang Ling picked up an oversized writing brush, "It's too time-consuming to line up, let's write it ourselves."

The red paper itself should be given to the person holding the redemption ticket, and the small box of golden ink will also be opened later. After all, there are many people still queuing up, so it will have to be used sooner or later.

As for the large spare writing brush, it will be enough to wash it when the time comes. Anyway, the uncle also thinks that the things are from the mall, so it is not so precious and strict.

So it was not difficult for Fang Ling to get these three things.

"Write it yourself?" Zhao Shun was surprised.

He knew that Fang Ling's handwriting was beautiful, but writing with a brush was two different things.Even if Zhao Shun doesn't know calligraphy, he still knows that the brush holding posture is different from everyday.

Fang Ling chuckled, "Well, you don't need to queue up if you write by yourself."

In fact, he also learned calligraphy when he was young, but it was just a simple practice, and the characters he wrote were not very readable. Later, when he got older, he fell in love with things that can cultivate his health, such as fishing, and writing big characters .

Later, he wrote the couplets at home during the Spring Festival. After he wrote them, Zhao Shun was responsible for posting them.

As he spoke, Fang Ling took off the oversized writing brush case, and touched the tip of the brush first.The nib is soft and this spare pen has been used and is not new.

That's fine.

"Zhao Shun, help me unscrew the cap of the ink." Fang Ling gave him a job.

Zhao Shun: "Oh good!"

Zhao Shun put the things on the table next to him, unscrewed the ink box for Fang Ling, and straightened out the long red paper.

The uncle in the red hat looked at Fang Ling with interest. He handed over the things just now. When Fang Ling asked for something, he more or less guessed that this young man didn't want to line up and wanted to write by himself.

In fact, it’s okay, anyway, there is only one copy of the red paper, and if the writing is damaged, it will not be given again.

Just let the kids play around.

But when Fang Ling picked up the big brush, dipped it in ink and wrote the first word on the red paper, the uncle looked a little more serious in his eyes.

Oh, seems like a connoisseur!

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the iron is drawn with a silver hook. The sharp atmosphere makes people want to call it a good word. The golden ink falls on the red paper, which is indescribably beautiful.

Zhao Shun held his breath subconsciously, his eyes seemed to be glued to the Spring Festival couplets, and he read slowly, "Welcome to the lucky stars, young and old, safe and prosperous backgammon..." [1]

This is the upper line.

The second couplet: Happy to meet the God of Wealth, auspicious and happy every year

Horizontal batch: Fuxing Gaozhao

Zhao Shun applauded beside him, "Good calligraphy, Fang Ling, your writing is really good!"

The uncle also nodded, with admiration in his eyes, "How many years have you practiced this word, young man?"

Fang Ling: "I started practicing in junior high school."

The uncle said happily: "You can practice good calligraphy in such a short period of time, boy, you have talent."

Handwriting is not so easy to practice, especially brush calligraphy, because today's daily writing is not a brush.

Fang Ling coughed softly, and did not answer the words with a guilty conscience.He started practicing from the first day of junior high school, and he has practiced for...for decades.

Zhao Shun's mind suddenly became active, and his whole body became excited, "Fang Ling, let's go play a game, win another lottery ticket for Spring Festival couplets, and then write another one."

He wanted the Spring Festival couplets written by Fang Ling, but obviously only one copy was not enough, because he took this away, and Fang Ling would have no Spring Festival couplets.

The corner of Fang Ling's mouth raised slightly, "Okay, but we have to wait for the ink to dry."

Zhao Shun nodded vigorously.

There are air vents on the square platform, and the air vents are blown against it, so the ink on the paper dries quickly.

Zhao Shun carefully rolled up the Spring Festival couplets and put them in the bag, "Fang Ling, I've packed them up, let's go."

After Fang Ling thanked his uncle again, he left with Zhao Shun.

Each area is separated like tofu blocks. The beverage shop and the activity area are separated from each other.

It's just that when Fang Ling and Zhao Shun turned around an activity area for a three-person competition, in Fang Ling's view, all the flavors of the year came to an abrupt end, and suddenly disappeared.

He saw Fang Wei, Mrs. Fang, and Fang Wei's mother, Aunt Ma.

The three of them also came to go shopping. At this moment, Aunt Ma was holding a bunch of things in her hands. The old and the young were looking around with empty hands, as if they were looking for places where they could easily win prizes.

Fang Wei was the first to see Fang Ling, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, "Fang Ling!!"

The voice was a bit sharp, as if being stabbed in the ass by a needle, and instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

Granny Fang's reaction was particularly intense. She shivered for a moment, then turned her head suddenly. When she saw Fang Ling for real, it was like a hungry hyena seeing a big fat.

"Fang Ling!!" Granny Fang's eyes lit up, and she took three steps at a time, almost jogging towards Fang Ling.

Mrs. Fang was really excited when she saw Fang Ling. Ever since she met at Dijing Mansion No. [-], the guard refused her to enter the community. .

Later she thought, if you can't get in, then you can't get in, and when the eldest son divorces that selfish ghost, she will go there and show them a good look.

However, what made Granny Fang so angry that she almost became a fool was——

The eldest son of the divorce actually gave up a large amount of property, almost giving away his entire net worth.

Granny Fang didn't know a series of details, she only knew that the money was gone!

With so much money, she didn't want it if she didn't want it. Because of this, Mrs. Fang scolded Fang Jianyuan bloody, and almost severed her mother-child relationship with him.

But this does not change the fact that has already been done. After being depressed for several months, the old lady is in a better mood when the Chinese New Year is approaching, and she brings her beloved grandson out to gather wool.

The result... good!Let her meet Fang Ling!

As soon as Zhao Shun saw Mrs. Fang, he immediately stuffed everything in his hands into Fang Ling's arms.

Including the small vase with a short belly and the rolled up Spring Festival couplets, a bunch of things were stuffed into Fang Ling's arms anyway.

"Fang Ling, you take it first, and I'll deal with her." Zhao Shun left this sentence and walked towards Mrs. Fang.

Before Fang Ling could speak, he saw Zhao Shun stepping forward.He is tall, tall and long-legged, and with a fierce appearance, he looks powerful. Standing in front of him, he is like an impenetrable high wall.

Just when Fang Ling thought that Zhao Shun was going to use his body as a wall to intercept Granny Fang's shell, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Seeing that Mrs. Fang bumped into Zhao Shun, the latter let out a very exaggerated scream, and then seemed to have been hit by some kind of irresistible impact, and was knocked back several steps. The last one staggered and barely grabbed The shelf next to him stabilized his figure.

Fang Ling: "?"

Zhao Shun clutched his chest, "You old woman is so savage, you don't listen to reason, you just like to do it. My chest hurts, it seems that my ribs are broken, you pay me, send me to the hospital for examination!"

Fang Ling: "..."

Mrs. Fang was taken aback by Zhao Shun, and her face immediately turned ugly, "Bah! Don't talk nonsense here, you are tall and big, how could I hurt you? Don't try to touch me! Okay You don't want to learn all the dirty stuff, you little bastard is really wicked..."

Followed by a string of dirty words.

Zhao Shun's face was still full of artificial pain, "Anyway, you hurt me. If you don't leave, I'll call my lawyer team over to discuss compensation. By the way, you just humiliated me and made me suffer. I have already recorded the irreparable psychological trauma, and I will sue you!"

As he said that, he continued to cover his chest with one hand, and tapped his phone a few times with the other hand, and actually recorded the words that Granny Fang scolded him just now.

Granny Fang froze.

Even though she was almost 70 years old, she still had a good memory, so Granny Fang clearly remembered that Zhao Shun was the tall boy who stood beside Fang Ling last time.

The other party lived in No. [-] Dijing Mansion.

But upon hearing this, Mrs. Fang didn't understand what Zhao Shun meant. The other party wanted her to leave quickly.

Fang Wei secretly tugged at the corner of Granny Fang's clothes, "Grandma, ignore them, let's go quickly."

He had met Zhao Shun before, after that escape room, he went home eagerly and checked Zhao Shun's shoes.I don't know if I don't check, but I was shocked when I checked, that pair of shoes is actually a limited edition, and the price is six figures.

Such a person has no shortage of money in his family, and it is not surprising that he has a team of lawyers.Fang Wei does not understand the law, but he also knows that if the defendant loses the lawsuit, it seems that he will be forced to pay money.

Lose money?

Recently, his father was unlucky and lost a lot of money, and now he has no money.

The most beloved grandson persuaded herself that Mrs. Fang would still listen. In addition, she was a little afraid that Zhao Shun would really sue her, so she could only look past Zhao Shun and stare at Fang Ling viciously, as if she wanted to bite him The next piece of meat comes.

Fang Ling held a bunch of things and stood calmly not far away.

She let her see.

Like a fighting cock that refuses to admit defeat, Mrs. Fang raised her head and chest, and turned around without looking back.

"Grandma, wait for me..."

After Mrs. Fang left, Zhao Shun, who was still in pain just now, was revived instantly with full blood. His waist didn't hurt and his legs were not weak. His spine, which was bent like a shrimp, straightened up. Don't respect the old, be careful that no one will give you old age in the future."

After the careful cursing, Zhao Shun turned around, and he met Fang Ling's smiling eyes unexpectedly.

Those beautiful eyes like peach blossoms are dyed with a smile, like the surface of a lake rippling with layers of beautiful ripples, fainting with intoxicating tenderness under the light.

Zhao Shun was able to beep beep beep without a pause just now, but now he is stuck.

A thin red floated to the tips of his ears, and then his whole face turned red. Zhao Shun moved back to Fang Ling, took back the things that had been stuffed just now, and carried them by himself.

Fang Ling sighed with a smile, "Student Zhao, your acting skills just now are not usually exaggerated."

Zhao Shun's heart was beating wildly, and he stammered, "Then, do you like it?"

Fang Ling teased, "It's good, but there is still room for improvement. But your learning ability is stronger than I imagined."

He and E Xinghua met gangsters in the streets before, and he mentioned the lawyers team once, bluffing them with the law, but Zhao Shun, who was not very familiar with him at that time, remembered it.

A surprise exploded in Zhao Shun's mind.

He was a little unclear whether Fang Ling was talking about his acting skills at this time, or what he was alluding to...

But it seems to be enough.

Being able to get the affirmation of the other party shows that he has improved a little bit compared to before.

Zhao Shun thought happily.

Zhao Shun hurriedly said: "I'll send you that recording. If that old woman comes to trouble you again, you can play the recording directly, and tell her if you don't leave, you can find me and sue her. She is so stingy, she will definitely not come to you again trouble."

Fang Ling smiled and nodded.

The two of them went back home after walking around Saiyuntai for a while.

***

Dijing Mansion No. [-], Zhao Family.

Zhao Shun came into the house humming a little tune, he was so carried away that he attracted several pairs of eyes as soon as he came in.

Mother Zhao: "Have you returned after buying Spring Festival couplets?"

Zhao Shun responded with a humming sound.

Mother Zhao, who was watching TV, said casually, "Okay, then you put the things on the living room table, and let Sister Li put the Spring Festival couplets on the door tomorrow."

Zhao Shun paused, "Mom, just pretend that I haven't bought 'Spring Festival couplets.'"

Mother Zhao: "?"

Not only Zhao's mother, but also Zhao Yao on the sofa looked over, and their gazes fell on the bag Zhao Shun was carrying at the same time.

The bag was vaguely transparent, and it was a very ordinary plastic bag.

From this point of view, it is obvious that there are things in the plastic bag, and it looks like stacked paper.

couplets!

Mother Zhao was puzzled, "Didn't you already buy 'Spring Festival couplets?'"

Zhao Shun looked down at the one in his hand, "It's too wasteful to hang it outside, I want to hang it in my own room. Mom, let Aunt Li buy 'Spring Festival couplets' again."

Mother Zhao: "???"

Zhao Yao: "???"

Not paying attention to the complex expressions of the two of them at all, Zhao Shun went upstairs carrying the bag.

He left with a thump, leaving the living room dripping with silence.

Zhao's mother and Zhao Yao stared at each other, and finally Zhao's mother spoke first, "I remember when you were in adolescence, it wasn't so abnormal!"

The eldest son's adolescence has passed quite smoothly. Other families may rebel, quarrel with their parents or have a secret puppy love, but the eldest son makes her quite worry-free.

In Zhao's mother's view, the eldest son has no rebellious period at all. When she comes to her senses, the eldest son is already very mature and absolutely reliable in his work.

This is the youngest son, the more abnormal he looks...

Zhao's mother suspected that Zhao Shun was in love before, but now she is not so sure.

How can anyone fall in love like this, no matter how you look at it, it's a bit like a brain flood.

To be honest, Zhao Yao didn't understand Zhao Shun's operation.

He hurriedly ran out after dinner, saying that he was buying Spring Festival couplets, but now that he bought Spring Festival couplets, he didn't post them.

What kind of trick is this?

"Xiao Yao, go up and see your younger brother. The age difference between you and your younger brother is not too big, and they are both boys. There should be more common topics." Mother Zhao was a little worried.

The corner of Zhao Yao's mouth twitched, but he didn't tell his mother that Zhao Shun thought his brother was an old man.

Putting down the financial magazine in his hand, Zhao Yao went upstairs.

Zhao Shun returned to his room, opened the bag with a high expression, and took out the Spring Festival couplets inside.

The upper and lower couplets, plus a horizontal batch, there are not many red papers, so Zhao Shun ran around the room with the upper and lower couplets.

Gesture here, gesture there, I feel that no matter where it is posted, I can't decide to come here for a while.

But in the end, considering that the Spring Festival couplets were pasted by the door, Zhao Shun aimed at the positions on both sides of the door.

Just do it, he hummed a little song to find transparent glue, and then started to work.

Zhao Yao went upstairs slower than usual, mainly because he had to think about how to talk to Zhao Shun later, but he came to Zhao Shun's bedroom thinking while walking, and he saw his younger brother who was in the second stage of middle school... couplets.

Zhao Yao: "?"

Zhao Shun was tall, and when others asked for a small stool to put up Spring Festival couplets, he could just raise his hand. Right now, he was pressing the Spring Festival couplets on the wall by the door, and a small piece of transparent glue was glued to his other hand.

Seeing Zhao Yao, Zhao Shun didn't think about why the other party appeared here, and said directly: "Brother, go inside and let me see if I posted anything crooked."

Zhao Yao walked in with an indescribable expression, and found that there were couplets and horizontal comments on Zhao Shun's desk.

Taking a closer look, Zhao Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.

good word!

"Brother, is it crooked?" Zhao Shun yelled.

Zhao Yao glanced casually, "It's lower on the left, um, it's almost there."

Zhao Shun was dissatisfied, "Don't be almost the same, but be very precise!"

Zhao Yao: "..."

Zhao Shun carefully adjusted the left and right heights, and asked again, "How about this?"

Zhao Yao: "...It's perfect."

Only then did Zhao Shun put the transparent glue on it, and then happily went to take down the couplet.

After the upper and lower couplets and horizontal batches were pasted up, and he admired it for a while, he asked Zhao Yao, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yao looked at the Spring Festival couplets that should have been pasted on the gate, but they were actually pasted in the bedroom. The expression on his face was more than just "unspeakable".

But after all, he is his own brother, so Zhao Yao said euphemistically, "Have you encountered any difficult problems at school recently?"

That's why I was stimulated like this.

Zhao Shun paused.

Difficult problem?

Doesn't it count if you don't catch up with Fang Ling?

But he believes that as long as he has perseverance and perseverance, he can definitely become Fang Ling's boyfriend, so this should not be regarded as "difficult to solve".

So Zhao Shun said, "It's okay."

Zhao Yao understood.

good?This is to save face. Sure enough, this silly brother is in trouble.

As a student, and with Zhao Shun's temperament, Zhao Yao felt that the only thing he could care about was study.

Zhao Yao's tone slowed down a bit, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

There are still more than four months before the college entrance examination, and your usual grades are also good.

Zhao Shun raised his eyebrows, "How can it be if you don't work hard?"

There was an old man in front, and a schoolboy staring secretly at the back. If he didn't work hard, Fang Ling would be chased away by others!

Zhao Yao was relieved suddenly, "It's good that you have such determination, parents will be very happy when they know."

Zhao Shun raised his tail, "Of course!"

Fang Ling is such a good person, his parents will definitely like it too!

Zhao Yao sighed again, "You worked harder than my brother and I."

Zhao Shun let out a snort, completely drifting away, "It must, I don't want to be an old man anymore, but still a single dog."

Zhao Yao: "???"

Wait, why is the topic jumping so fast?

Did he misunderstand something?