Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 395 Writing Spring Festival Couplets

After the gossip, Lu Nanchuan bid farewell to shopkeeper Jiang, and went home with the purchased New Year's goods.

When I went to the market today, besides buying vegetables, Lu Nanchuan also bought firecrackers for the New Year. As for the Spring Festival couplets, Lu Nanchuan decided to write them himself after seeing the Spring Festival couplets in grocery stores.

This year is just one year, and Lu Nanchuan is really not stingy at all on this. He bought high-quality red paper, which is much better than the paper quality of those Spring Festival couplets in grocery stores.

After moving the table to a place sheltered from the wind in the yard, Lu Nanchuan took out the red paper, and after cutting it, he was ready to start writing.

Geng Sang finished the noodles, and prepared everything for tomorrow's cooking, and then stood beside Lu Nanchuan to grind the ink for him.

"Lu Nanchuan, what kind of couplets are you going to write?" The couplets are posted every year, and Geng Sang sees them every year, but when I need to use them now, I can't remember a single word, so I can't help but ask Lu Nanchuan.

Lu Nanchuan played with his sleeves, exposing a small section of his wrist, soaked the brush in ink, and then picked up the pen to start writing couplets, "Before I bought red paper at the grocery store, I read those couplets, and I followed them those to write."

"Chuan Chuan, you just glanced at things when you were shopping, and you wrote them all down?" Geng Sang couldn't believe it. At this time of the Chinese New Year, the grocery store is in a mess. Under such circumstances, Lu Nanchuan can still take a fancy to one side. Remember, this memory is too good, right?

"Chuan Chuan, do you have a photographic memory?"

"I don't know, I haven't tried it seriously, but my memory is really good, why don't we try it next time?"

Lu Nanchuan said while writing, "If I really have a vivid memory, then the children we will have in the future must be smart."

"Is there anyone who boasts like this?" Geng Sang's face was red and ashamed about the child who was still born. He was only thinking about how long he was.

"Yes, don't I?" Lu Nanchuan smiled slightly, finished writing the last word of the first couplet, then put down his pen, and asked Geng Sang to take the couplet to dry in the main room.

"Sangsang, are you shy? I'm just talking, where are you thinking?
You are so young, I can't be so beastly, don't worry, even if it's a baby, it's up to both of us to be ready. "

Lu Nanchuan raised his eyes and glanced at Geng Sang's red face, teasingly said, "Do you like me very much, otherwise why would you think so much?"

"..."

Geng Sang didn't want to talk to Lu Nanchuan a little bit, he had finished talking to him, so he had nothing else to say.

Only four pairs of Spring Festival couplets are enough, but because the house is newly built, Lu Nanchuan added two more in the end, one for the east room and one for the west room. There are six couplets in total, and it took more than half an hour. Lu Nanchuan got it done.

Black and white letters on red paper, the words are correct, and it looks extraordinarily serious and festive.

"Chuan Chuan, your handwriting is really beautiful." Geng Sang was a little envious, he couldn't compare to Lu Nanchuan anywhere, he couldn't make money, and he couldn't write well, so he was really frustrated.

"I'll teach you how to write later. This time it's true. After the new year, everything in the workshop will be on the right track. I can go to school and teach you how to read and write with peace of mind."

Lu Nanchuan put his arms around her shoulders, kissed her on the cheek, and comforted, "Sangsang, you can do it too."

Even though he was used to Lu Nanchuan kissing him every now and then, Geng Sang felt a little shy in his heart, and then pushed Lu Nanchuan away to do other things.

(End of this chapter)