He was holding back some anger in his heart. His eldest brother and his family were in the city and they finally came back, but they didn't ask him to come over and sit for a while.
But think about it again, who is to blame?
The two brothers have reached this point, and his family's problems are bigger. No wonder the eldest brother's family is in trouble.
Some feelings, once they are separated, can never come back.
From now on, let’s live like this!
The eldest brother takes the eldest brother's Yangguan Road, and he takes his single-plank bridge.
Su Shan had this idea and suddenly realized that his eldest brother's family was no longer the same as before.
Little did the entire Su family know that Su Shan was undergoing deep introspection.
They delivered the braised food that they were supposed to deliver, and they were busy tidying up the house. Everything was tidy, and they were ready to post couplets.
Su Xiaoba and Su Xiaojiu went to the gate with paste to post couplets, and saw Su Jiujiu coming over with red paper.
"I heard that your family Ci Liang writes couplets. I came here to ask for help in writing a few." Su Jiujiu said this to Grandpa Su, very politely.
Grandpa Su smiled hurriedly and said: "It won't be a long time since you said this. Why don't you ask for it?"
"The word Ciliang is beautiful, much better than me!" Su Jiujiu praised.
His handwriting is really hard to describe elegantly, but since no one in the team wrote it, he had no choice but to hurry up and put it on the shelves.
It's great now, there are capable people in the team.
Speaking of which, only the children of the old Su family are promising in the entire brigade.
After the captain came, many people came to ask for couplets.
Anyway, Su Ciliang spent the whole day busy writing couplets.
Some families brought their children over and said enviously that it would be great if their children could have the potential of Su Ciliang.
Poor Su Ciliang, who won the national award, wrote so many words for the first time in his life, and contributed to the Spring Festival couplets of the Red Heart Brigade.
Fortunately, most of the people in the brigade are very particular. When asking for couplets, they not only bring red paper, but also bring a handful of candies and eggs, etc. That's what it means.
But there are some exceptions, such as Liu Xiuying.
Liu Xiuying always takes things for granted, especially when facing the old Su family.
She heard that Su Ciliang was writing couplets and came directly to her door without any courtesy.
"Ciliang, why don't you write some couplets for our family? After all, my old man is your father's biological brother."
Su Ciliang had a gentle smile on his face, and the boy's bright and sunny smile could make anyone dazzled.
"Okay, Second Grandma, how many do you want? Which door should they be posted on? Do you want to write some blessing characters on them?"
Liu Xiuying suddenly felt that the young man was not so annoying anymore and was quite sensible.
Liu Xiuying thought that she had really taken advantage of her today, so she started counting on her fingers.
"It needs to be posted on the upper room, the east and west wing rooms, the kitchen, the side room, oh, and don't forget the door. Since it's written, there should be one on the door of the woodshed, and there should be one on the doors of the chicken pen and pig pen..."
Liu Xiuying rambled on, and everyone who was sitting on the kang making dumplings around the kang table couldn't listen to Grandma Su anymore, so they almost stood up and started quarreling.
"Okay, Second Grandma, no problem!" The young man smiled faintly, but he was still tall and erect, without even a slight movement of possession.
Liu Xiuying looked at it for a while and then asked doubtfully: "Why don't you start writing? What else is there to do?"
However, Liu Xiuying did not like to hear the words spoken by the clear and sunny young man.
"Second Grandma, you can write as many couplets as you like. As my grandnephew, I will definitely write them carefully and write them beautifully."
"But, where is your red paper? Without paper, I can't write."
"Red paper? Why, you want red paper to write a few couplets for your second grandfather?"
Liu Xiuying's eyes widened and she patted her thigh in disbelief.
She looked like Su Ciliang had done something heinous.
Su Ciliang looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late and the sun would set soon.
He stretched his waist and arms, then spread his hands and said, "You didn't tell me earlier. If you had told me earlier, I would have prepared more red paper. But since you didn't tell me, I didn't prepare anything in advance either."
Of course, this was said casually.
Even Liu Xiuying knew that this was just a casual remark.
But what this guy said was quite reasonable.
Every household only has a small amount of red paper. Who has extra to give to others?
"How about, Second Grandma, I ask my eldest brother to go to town to buy it right now? Our family's share has been used up, so we have to use yours, do you think that's okay?"
Su Ciliang still had a gentle smile on his face.
Watching Liu Xiuying just felt heartbroken.
I know that there is no good person in Suchuan's family. I wrote two couplets and still wanted to get his red paper. Do you think she is a fool?
In the end, Liu Xiuying took the red paper and wrote the couplets herself, but she didn't write the couplets at the door of the chicken pen, sheep pen, or woodshed that she mentioned before.
Seeing Liu Xiuying's back cursing and walking away, the people who were still waiting to write the couplet at Su's house burst into laughter.
"The word "ciliang" is so well written! After all, he is a kid who is going to college and has a lot of potential!"
Several other brothers of the Su family: "..."
They are also in college, but they can’t write calligraphy either. How do they count?
The emphasis here on the Red Heart Brigade is that the couplets must be posted before the sun goes down, and the house must be tidied up.
Therefore, it is absolutely necessary to finish writing the couplet before the sun goes down.
After sending away the last person, the Su family, which had been busy for a long time, finally calmed down.
At this time, the half-bright red sun spreads golden light over the entire village, adding a touch of brilliance to the ancient village.
Grandpa Su took out the firecrackers and said with a smile: "Boys, come out and set off the firecrackers! I wish you a bright and prosperous life in the coming year!"
This is the time when Grandpa Su is the proudest. Although he prefers Su Xiaotian, Grandpa Su knows that his son is the root of the family.
Especially in times like this, having more children and more blessings is very eye-catching.
The whole family followed Grandpa Su and chanted auspicious words such as prosperous and prosperous.
Especially Su Xiaosi, who is a money addict, after finishing talking about these things, he was still thinking about whether to worship the God of Wealth.
When Su Xiaosi brought up this topic, Grandma Su stopped her.
Grandma Su solemnly took incense, paper money, etc. and went to the river to worship the Dragon King.
That's right, in Grandma Su's heart, no matter how important the God of Wealth is, how important is the Dragon King?
Seeing Grandma Su's behavior, Su Xiaotian began to wonder, was it right for her to be so deceitful in the first place?
She thought about the jade dragon she had gotten from the mountain again, and thought that she had to tell Grandma Su about it.
When Su Xiaotian saw that Grandma Su had also taken paper money, she guessed that her grandma was going to burn paper money for her little aunt, so she pestered Grandma Su to go with her.
Grandma Su originally didn't want to take the rest of the family with her. She missed her little girl and wanted to cry.
But what Su Xiaotian said was reasonable and well-founded, so she could only take it with her.
Grandpa Su collected paper money, fruit offerings, etc., and took his children and grandchildren to visit the grave.