Because he has to leave for the exam in a few days, Zhu Pingan has been writing couplets at home in addition to reading these days. During the Chinese New Year, couplets will be used at home. The family at the old house will probably write them by themselves this year. In addition, the eldest brother and his future sister-in-law will probably also write couplets.
I would like to write it myself. In addition, my eldest brother also needs to use couplets when he gets married, so Zhu Pingan writes couplets at home these days.
Couplets to welcome the New Year:
"The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year, and the blooming red plum blossoms welcome the new year."
"A harmonious family enjoys peace and spring all year round."
"Everything will be prosperous if your home brings good fortune, and everything will be prosperous if your door welcomes you wealth and honor."
In order to express his interest, Zhu Ping'an even wrote his name into the couplets in a playful way:
"The country will be prosperous, the family will be prosperous, the country will be prosperous, and the old and young will be safe."
Of course, there are also couplets that need to be posted when the eldest brother gets married:
"A century of love ties two hearts together, and a thousand-mile marriage is tied by a thin thread."
"The auspicious clouds surround the jade, the phoenix and the phoenix join the Qin and Jin Dynasties, and the purple air rises to celebrate the orioles and the swallows compose new songs."
When I was writing a wedding couplet for my eldest brother, my mother, Mrs. Chen, came over with a sewing basket, checked Zhu Pingan with a bunch of coats, then cut them twice with scissors, and then sat aside to rush to make new ones for Zhu Pingan.
Clothes.
"Mom, you have made me two new sets of clothes, which are enough to wear." Zhu Ping'an put down the brush and felt sorry for his mother, Mrs. Chen, who had been making clothes for him for days and had dark circles under his eyes.
"What do you know? You are going to be at the feet of the Emperor. How can you do it without a few new sets of clothes? You can't be looked down upon."
While her mother, Mrs. Chen, was threading her needle in front of the sunshine, she gave Zhu Ping'an some instructions on what he should pay attention to when going out.
"Mom, let me thread the needle."
Zhu Ping'an saw that his mother, Mrs. Chen, could not thread the needle after several attempts. He put the brush on the inkstone, took the needle and thread from Mr. Chen's hand, faced the sunshine outside the door, and put it on immediately. Then he handed it to Chen.
Shi.
Mrs. Chen took the needle and thread and was very satisfied. She began to do needlework in the warm sunshine. After doing it for a while, Mrs. Chen would put the needle on her hair and rub it twice, and then continued to do needlework. Under the sun
, the clothes' stitching is neat and fine, like fish scales, ensuring the clothes are durable and strong.
The thread in the hands of a loving mother. The clothes on the wanderer's body.
"Xie'er, what are you writing?"
When Mrs. Chen was making a large prototype of the clothes, she saw Zhu Ping'an still writing couplets and asked.
"I'm writing couplets. These were posted for my eldest brother when he got married." Zhu Pingan replied.
After hearing this, Mrs. Chen became interested and said to Zhu Pingan:
"Well, what about you? Write a couplet for your eldest brother and their wedding room. Don't forget your mother when you marry a wife."
Older gingers are more spicy.
Zhu Ping'an naturally had to obey his mother's orders. After thinking for a while, he picked up a pen and wrote a couplet:
"When you marry a wife, don't forget your mother. Happiness will last forever."
After hearing Zhu Pingan read the couplet, his mother Chen was very satisfied and asked Zhu Pingan to make a small mark on the couplet with a brush. When the time came, she had the couplet hung on the door of the eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan's wedding room.
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Seeing Mrs. Chen's serious look, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but want to say: My mother is mighty.
"When the time comes when you get married, you should also post a couplet like this." After watching Zhu Pingan mark the couplet, Mrs. Chen gave Zhu Pingan another instruction.
"Son, I'll post a few more when the time comes." Zhu Ping'an said with a very naughty smile.
Mother Chen was amused by Zhu Pingan's dog-legged appearance. She stretched out her finger and tapped Zhu Pingan on the head, and said with a smile: "I have been sweet-mouthed since I was a child, but I haven't been able to get into shape since I was elected."
Zhu Pingan smiled naively.
"It seems that Mom has to find a wife to take care of you, so that you can't have a proper appearance all day long." Mrs. Chen saw this and said with a smile.
"Then I have to find a beautiful one for my son."
Zhu Ping'an thought Chen was joking, so he laughed without taking it seriously.
"Okay, let me find you a beautiful fairy-like daughter-in-law." Mrs. Chen thought of Li Shu from Shanghe Village. Isn't that little girl as beautiful as a fairy? So she said with a smile.
Fairy-like?
Isn't that a joke? Zhu Pingan didn't take it seriously.
In the evening, Zhu's father drove his ox cart home from Kaoshan Town. Far away, he heard the bells on the necks of the big black oxen. As soon as his mother Chen heard the bells, she put down her sewing work.
He walked outside for a while.
"Dad, did you buy it back?".
Mother Chen asked outside the door before she could reach the door.
What did my mother want my father to buy? She paid so much attention to it. You know, even if my mother searched for Zhu's father's money for driving the car, she waited until Zhu's father came in. Now, before Zhu's father came in, my mother, Mrs. Chen, walked out.
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Zhu Pingan was a little curious.
"Bought it back."
Father Zhu's voice sounded from outside the door, with the air of asking for credit.
The big black cow rang the bell very loudly. In the past, the big black cow never rang the bell so happily when it came to the door of the house. Everything revealed that something was different from usual.
唏咴咴
The sound of a horse neighing suddenly came from outside the door.
Could it be that someone is coming?
Zhu Ping'an curiously walked out of the gate, and then saw Zhu's father talking to his mother Chen at the door. There was a black horse tied to the side of the ox cart. Well, maybe it couldn't be described as a horse. It was similar to the legendary one.
Compared with Lu, Red Rabbit and other good horses, this guy has the feeling of being hanging on a thread among the horses.
The black horse is about 1.2 or 1.3 meters tall, not tall at all. It has black hair and a very long mane, and it doesn't look very handsome. A bunch of hair fell off the horse's head, causing it to be parted to the side, and it covered the head.
Half of his eyes were closed, and he looked like a non-mainstream horse hunter. He was short and squat, and he was a complete loser among the horses.
The big black bull was a little unfriendly to the black horse, and kept shaking the bell around its neck as a demonstration.
The black horse with hanging silk was still a little arrogant. The horse's head turned and its nostrils turned upward, ignoring the provocation of the big black bull.
"Dad, how much does this horse cost?" Mother Chen asked.
"Ten taels of silver." Father Zhu untied the black horse from the cart and smoothed the black horse's mane.
"Where are the ten taels?" My mother, Mrs. Chen, felt a little sad. The ten taels of silver had almost caught up with the money she had earned in a year before the family was separated.
"This is an acquaintance. If it were someone else, it would cost more than a tael." Zhu's father explained without hesitation of taking credit.
"Yeah?".
As soon as she heard that it was more than a tael cheaper than others, her mother, Mrs. Chen, was a little happy. She looked at the dark horse beside her and said with satisfaction, "Well, it would be great to have this horse. It will be easy for Xie'er to go to the capital to take the exam."
too much."
It would be great to have this horse. It would be much easier for Xie'er to go to the capital to take the exam. It turns out that her mother asked Zhu's father to buy this horse for herself to take the exam in Beijing.
A gust of north wind blew up the dust on the ground and blew it onto Zhu Ping'an. The cold wind in the twelfth lunar month felt like a spring breeze blowing against his face, full of warmth. (To be continued...)