Siheyuan: I found a wife right after I crossed over

The effect of Yan Bugui's heavy bleeding was obvious, and the Yu family was very satisfied with the meal.

Especially after Yu Haitang inquired about the news and compared it with the food on the table, she was sure that Yan Laokou did not intercept it again this time. This made Yu's father and mother feel very comfortable and felt that Yan Bugui attached great importance to Yu Li and the Yu family this time.

So it was natural that Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng's marriage was settled, and they agreed to wait until after the New Year to find a good day to get married.

Yan Bugui finally felt relieved this time. After seeing Yu Li and her family off, he walked around the house happily.

"Okay, the eldest brother's marriage is finally settled. Thanks to Chongzi for giving us the meat, our family can finally have a big event this year." The third aunt also said happily.

"Yes, it's all thanks to Chongzi. This kid is a really good person. Not only this incident, but also the work that was solved, all thanks to Chongzi." Yan Bugui said from the bottom of his heart.

"Chongzi has helped our family so much, and you just accept it with a clear conscience?" said the third aunt.

Yan Bugui scratched his head and said, "No, I have been thinking about how to thank him, but he has everything at home, and I can't even give him what he needs, so what can I give to thank him?"

"Then think about it carefully. It's the New Year, so we have to show our love, right?"

Yan Bugui frowned and walked around the room for a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I got it! Isn't it the New Year? Spring Festival couplets will be posted soon. I don't have anything else, but writing Spring Festival couplets is easy for me. We also have red paper and ink left over from last year. I will write a pair of Spring Festival couplets and send them to Chongzi, as a New Year's greeting to Chongzi."

"Sending Spring Festival couplets? Isn't that too shabby?" the third aunt asked hesitantly.

"No, the gift may be small but the thought is great. Besides, giving Spring Festival couplets during the Spring Festival is a great way to meet people's urgent needs." Yan Bugui did what he said and immediately found the leftover red paper and ink from last year from the corner of the box.

He spread out the red paper, picked up the brush and wrote a few couplets. While writing, he said smugly: "Don't say that although this gift is light, no one else can afford it. All the people living in this courtyard are rough and uncouth. Who else can lift this brush except me?"

The third aunt said, "Chongzi's family has three rooms but only two doors. Let's give him two couplets. Together with our two doors, there will be four couplets in total. What about the remaining red paper? Save it for next year?"

Yan Bugui shook his head: "We can't keep it any longer. The color of the paper has faded a bit, and it won't look good next year. So, we can cut it up and write Spring Festival couplets on it, and then sell them. A pair of couplets costs five cents, and we can still make a few dimes."

After a while, the Spring Festival couplets were finished. After waiting for the ink to dry a little, Yan Bugui excitedly took the two couplets and gave them to Yang Chong.

Yang Chong was busy killing fish in the yard. He hadn't eaten fish for a long time, so he had to eat fish on New Year's Eve. Sha Zhu was the descendant of Tan's cuisine and a master of Sichuan cuisine, so he must be good at cooking fish.

Seeing Yan Bugui coming over, Yang Chong stood up and asked, "Third Master, what's the matter?"

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Chongzi, you haven't posted the Spring Festival couplets yet? Here, I sent you some Spring Festival couplets. I wrote them myself. Let's see how they look."

Yang Chong groaned, "Oh, Third Uncle, if you hadn't told me, I would have really forgotten about the Spring Festival couplets. You see, I'm so busy during the Chinese New Year."

He wiped his hands and took the couplets and looked at them: "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy, Uncle San is indeed a people's teacher, he is well-educated. Look at the calligraphy, it can't be written without decades of attainments."

Yan Bugui was flattered and his eyes narrowed with smiles: "Hey, Chongzi, it's you who really knows what's good! My calligraphy is one of the best in our school. The couplets at the school gate were all written by me."

As he was talking, Yi Zhonghai came over and said, "Oh, the Spring Festival couplets written by Old Yan? Intellectuals are different, their handwriting is so beautiful. By the way, Old Yan, do you have any more couplets you wrote? Bring me one too, I'll put it up in my room."

In previous years, Yan Bugui would have already written and sent it over without Yi Zhonghai saying anything.

But this year, Yan Bugui looked at him and said, "Okay, Lao Yi, I just happened to have painted a few more paintings, and I'm going to sell them at the entrance of the alley. One cent per painting, I'll give them to you right now."

One dime a pair?

The smile on Yi Zhonghai's face froze.

Does this old Yan want to sell the couplet to me?

Yan Bugui, are you so short of money?

You want to make a dime from me?

Or, after clinging to Yang Chong, this new thigh, you are going to draw a clear line between you and me?

I wanted to just throw my sleeves away and leave, but I could buy Spring Festival couplets from anywhere else for one cent, so why did I have to buy the ones from you, Old Yan?

But think about it, there are so many people watching, I can’t afford to lose face.

I had no choice but to force a smile and take out a dime from my pocket: "Okay, give me one!"

Yan Bugui took the money without hesitation and shouted towards the front yard: "Jiefang, what are you standing there for? Give your uncle a copy of the Spring Festival couplets I wrote!"

When Yan Jiefang heard the voice, he immediately excitedly took out a pair of Spring Festival couplets and handed them over.

Yi Zhonghai took the couplets and was about to go back when Xu Damao came over from behind and said, "Hey, Uncle San, are you selling couplets? That's perfect. How much is one pair? I was just planning to go out and buy two pairs. I've been so busy that I almost forgot what I was doing."

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Da Mao, you came at the right time. I happen to have two pairs of written Spring Festival couplets in my room. They are five cents each. You can give me ten cents."

Yi Zhonghai, who had not walked far, paused for a moment and almost wanted to turn around and go back to curse.

You are such a stingy guy, Old Yan. You sell a pair of couplets to others for five cents, but you sell it to me for one dime?

So you're just treating me as a sucker?

Yi Zhonghai was almost mad with anger, and he tore up the Spring Festival couplets as soon as he returned to the house.

An old lady looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong, old man? Why did you tear up the Spring Festival couplets? Are you not going to post them anymore?"

Yi Zhonghai picked up the teacup and threw it on the ground: "What the hell! We won't put up Spring Festival couplets in our house anymore!"

The lady was stunned for a long while before she muttered in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? If you don't want to put up Spring Festival couplets, then don't put up Spring Festival couplets. Why are you throwing a jar?"

Carefully picking up the teacup from the ground and putting it back on the table: "What happened? Who offended you?"

Yi Zhonghai snorted heavily: "This stingy old Yan, he used to try to curry my favor, but now he doesn't even take me seriously. He thinks he has Yang Chong on his side, but he doesn't know who he is anymore. Just wait and see, there will always be a day when he will cry!"

The lady looked at him and said, "Old man, can you please stop making trouble? Do you have to make everyone in the courtyard dislike you?"

Yi Zhonghai glared at her and said, "Who doesn't like me? I'm the boss of the courtyard!"

Chapter 113 They stole my firecrackers

Before they had finished cleaning the fish, Sha Zhu came over and said, "Hey, Chongzi, you still have fish today? Come on, put it down, I'll take care of all this work."

That's fine, he's a great chef, and he's very familiar with preparing fish and chicken. Yang Chong didn't hesitate, and threw the fish to Sha Zhu, and went to post the couplets with Yang Xiaojuan.

Once the red couplets are put up, the festive atmosphere becomes much stronger.

But Yang Chong always felt that something was missing.

At this moment, there was a bang outside, which made him realize what the problem was.

Oh, right, firecrackers.

When I was a child, I loved setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. The sound of firecrackers made me happier than anything else.

Later, when I grew up, we were not allowed to set off firecrackers, and suddenly I felt that the New Year had lost its flavor.

Now that it is the 1960s, when people are not so strict about environmental protection, shouldn’t we still set off firecrackers as much as we want?

What's more, when I signed in yesterday, the system rewarded me with a lot of firecrackers and placed them in the space.

So, Yang Chong looked at Yang Xiaojuan: "Xiaojuan, do you want to set off firecrackers?"

Yang Xiaojuan nodded excitedly: "Yes!" But then she immediately said: "Yes, brother, I think we forgot to buy firecrackers."

Yang Chong said: "No, I've been ready for this."

After saying this, he went back to the house and walked around. When he came out again, he had a plate of firecrackers in his hand.

Yang Xiaojuan said in surprise: "Brother, how come I didn't know when you bought it? Such a long firecracker, it must have at least a thousand blasts, right? Why is it so thick?"

A thousand rings?

This is the ten thousand bangs of firecrackers all over the ground in later generations. Although this number is a bit exaggerated, the effect of setting them off is many times more powerful than the one thousand bangs of firecrackers today.

"Let's go, let's set it off outside. It's too scary to set it off in the yard. It will be troublesome if it explodes and hits someone."

As Yang Chong spoke, he walked out of the yard with firecrackers in one hand and a burning branch in the other.

Yang Xiaojuan excitedly turned her head and shouted upwards: "Yushui, come out quickly, our brother Chongzi is setting off firecrackers!"

At a shout, He Yushui immediately ran out of the house excitedly.

He was not the only one who was called out by Yang Xiaojuan. Guangtian Guangfu in the backyard, Jiefang Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi in the front yard, as well as several other children, big and small, all ran out.

Who doesn’t like the excitement during the Chinese New Year? When everyone saw Yang Chong holding such a big firecracker, they were jealous and wanted to come out to see it.

When he came outside, Yang Chong looked at such a large plate of firecrackers and felt it was a pity to set them off all at once.

It's not that I feel distressed, it's that I'm afraid that others will feel distressed.

So I just tore the 10,000-shot red firecrackers into several pieces and set them off one by one.

After all, it is the red ground of later generations. When the firecrackers sound, the sound is so deafening. When the firecrackers sound, all the eyes of everyone on the street are cast here.

Yang Xiaojuan and He Yushui were standing close to each other and their ears were almost deafened by the noise. They quickly covered their ears with their hands, feeling both nervous and excited.

The boys in the yard were braver. They would rush over to pick up the "duds" whose fuses had not been lit before the firecrackers had finished blasting.

Those who picked up the items were so excited, while those who didn’t were so anxious that they started arguing with others.

"I saw that one first, give it to me!"

"What's wrong with you seeing it first? Whatever I pick up is mine. If you want it, pick it up yourself!"

They were almost quarreling and fighting. Yang Chong quickly tore a piece of firecrackers into pieces and shouted, "Stop quarreling, we still have some!"

As he spoke, he threw the scattered firecrackers everywhere. The children all rushed over and were busy picking up the firecrackers on the ground, no longer caring about the quarrel.

At this time, Banggeng appeared from nowhere and hid aside and watched timidly at first.

When I saw everyone scrambling for firecrackers, I couldn't help it and ran over to grab some too.

But he ate as fast as a small ball and was obviously not as fast as others. Several firecrackers that he had his eyes on were snatched away by others one after another.

After failing to grab several firecrackers in a row and seeing that all the firecrackers on the ground had been snatched away, Bang Geng got anxious and sat down on the ground and shouted, "Grandma, grandma, come out quickly! They are bullying me and stealing my firecrackers!"

Jia Zhang came out of the yard immediately, her voice came before her: "Who? Who dares to bully my Bang Geng? Are you tired of living?"

As he spoke, his big ball-like body came up to him and grabbed the child closest to Bang Geng: "Pang Xiaobing, are you bullying my Bang Geng and stealing his firecrackers?"

The boy named Pang Xiaobing was very clever. He struggled to get out of Jia Zhang's hands and shouted, "Who snatched his firecrackers? These were Chongzi's firecrackers and we were allowed to play with them. He was a fool. Who can he blame for not being able to get the firecrackers?"

Jia Zhang said angrily: "If he can't grab them, can't you just let him go? Why are you fighting with him? You have already picked up so many firecrackers, what's wrong with giving him some?"

Pang Xiaobing retorted, "Why should I let him? Has he ever let us have the meat? Has your family ever given us the meat when they eat it?"

The people around him all burst out laughing.

This kid has a bright future. He is as eloquent as Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang became anxious: "You little bastard, you think you have the right to bully our Bang Geng? I'll beat you up!" She reached out to grab Pang Xiaobing again, but Pang Xiaobing was small and nimble, and he dodged with a quick move.

It almost shook Jia Zhang to the ground.

At this time, a child took advantage of everyone's inattention, quietly lit a firecracker, and threw it at Jia Zhang.

"boom!"

The firecrackers of later times exploded with a loud noise, and Jia Zhang was completely caught off guard. She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

The children burst into laughter, clapped their hands and sang: "Big ball, small ball, two balls puffed up. Puffed up, puffed up, the firecrackers exploded and they all burst into pieces!"

Jia Zhang was so angry that she got up from the ground and yelled: "Whose child is this? Do you have any manners? You bully children and scold the elderly. Why don't your parents fall into the pit and drown?"

Before he could finish his words, another firecracker was thrown over.

"bong!"

Jia Zhang sat down on the ground again.

He was so scared that his face turned pale. He didn't even bother to curse. He got up from the ground, grabbed the stick and ran back.

The children behind them were all laughing, including He Yushui and Yang Xiaojuan.

A smile also appeared on Yang Chong's face. He took out another firecracker from his pocket, placed it on the ground and lit it.

"pong!" The firecrackers flew into the sky with a bang.

The children were all stunned. None of them had seen this kind of firecrackers before. They all looked up at the sky curiously.

Jia Zhang, who had just run to the gate of the courtyard and was about to enter, was startled and tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.

"Pong!" There was another loud bang, and the firecrackers exploded into pieces in the air and fell down.

The children were all stunned.

After a while, Yang Xiaojuan finally remembered to clap her hands and shouted, "Good!"

Chapter 114 You asked him to steal again

After setting off firecrackers for a while, Yang Chong, still reluctant to leave, took Yang Xiaojuan and He Yushui back to the house.