Chapter 104 [Xu Damao rectifies the stupid column, the Public Security Bureau finds Liu Jiacheng
"Jia Cheng, I want to talk to you about something."
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I plan to write couplets to every household."
"With two houses in your house, two pairs of couplets are definitely indispensable. You can go to the front yard to find me later, and I will write them for you first."
While speaking, Yan Bugui's eyes glanced into Liu Jiacheng's room from time to time.
For two couplets, I should give him at least two taels of peanuts!
"No!"
Liu Jiacheng couldn't help but laugh.
Write him a couplet?
Well said!
He was just thinking about the new year's goods he had just bought.
In the past, Yan Bugui would write couplets to the courtyard every New Year, but he would be ignored.
It's not because he doesn't buy much New Year's goods every year, so he just eats whatever he wants to get by.
Did you lick your face after seeing him buy so many things this year?
This old thing is really capable!
"Don't bother me!"
“If we don’t post couplets to celebrate the New Year, is it still called the Chinese New Year?”
"The meaning of posting couplets is to pray for blessings and good luck..."
Yan Bugui stood in front of the door and talked endlessly about the meaning of posting couplets.
"I will solve the couplet issue myself."
Liu Jiacheng didn't have time to argue with Yan Bugui at the door, so he turned around and went back to the house, closing the door behind him.
No matter how much Yan Bugui said, it was all to plot against him!
This year he really plans to post couplets and hang lanterns, and live the most meaningful year since he came into this world.
But...he would never let Yan Bugui, a calculating person, write this couplet.
"Jia Cheng, how about I give you another blessing letter?"
Yan Bugui stood in front of the door and saw that there was no movement in the room for a long time. In the end, he could only leave in disgrace.
"What else can you think of?"
"It's nothing more than going to the market outside to buy two pairs of couplets."
"Are the couplets written outside as good as mine?"
“It’s so expensive!”
While muttering, Yan Bugui returned to the front yard.
…
The other side.
Bangge ran home from outside, opened the door and started clamoring for firecrackers.
"What kind of firecrackers do you want!"
"That thing is so dangerous, what if it injures your hand?"
Given the current situation of the Jia family, let alone buying firecrackers for Banggan.
Their family doesn't even have the ability to improve a meal!
"Mom, I want it!"
"Other children have it, but I don't."
"I want firecrackers!"
Banggeng hugged Qin Huairu's legs and just sat down and rolled on the ground like Jia Zhang did.
"Qin Huairu, you useless woman!"
"Go quickly and think of a way to get some firecrackers for Banggong."
"I'll buy some meat by the way. I want to eat meat dumplings during the Chinese New Year."
Although Jia Dongxu scolded him harshly, his speech gradually became weak.
Qin Huairu could also tell that Jia Dongxu's body was getting worse day by day recently, and the areas where his severed limbs were broken gradually began to darken.
Maybe one day it may be gone!
If that time comes, it will be a relief for her.
There is one less person in the family to scold her, and there is one less mouth to eat.
When she heard about dumplings, Jia Zhang couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
He stood up from the bed and said, "Qin Huairu, you have to find a way to deal with the dumplings."
Qin Huairu was so entangled by Banggeng that she had no choice but to say helplessly: "Banggeng, go find your stupid uncle and ask for it."
She will definitely not buy firecrackers for Banggeng here!
Living expenses are only ten yuan a month, so I plan carefully and eat steamed buns every day to keep my family from going hungry.
For other things, we can only rely on Shazhu and Yi Zhonghai.
Qin Huairu also wanted Banggeng to ask Shazhu for it. If she could get one or two yuan, she would also have money to make dumplings.
Banggeng was stopped by Xu Damao before he could reach Shazhu's door.
"You want firecrackers, right?"
"Are these enough?"
Xu Damao took out thirty cents from his pocket.
He has already heard what happened just now!
Just when Banggeng was about to take the dollar, Xu Damao's hand suddenly raised, reaching a height that was beyond Banggeng's reach.
"I'm not finished yet."
"I can give you these thirty cents, but you have to do something for me."
"If you do it well, I can give you another dollar!"
Xu Damao is not a living Bodhisattva.
Everything he does has a purpose!
"whats the matter?"
Banggeng kept looking up at the three cents in Xu Damao's hand.
It can be said that he has never received so much money since he was a child.
To him...this is a huge amount of money!
Most importantly, Xu Damao said that he could give him another dollar!
Obviously knowing that Xu Damao is not a good person, but the temptation of money cannot make Bangge leave at all.
"Use the firecrackers you bought on Silly Zhu's body, and blow this idiot up hard for me."
"As long as you do a good job, I will give you a dollar when the matter is over."
"How about it?"
Xu Damao had this plan in his mind when he heard Banggeng making a fuss about asking for firecrackers in the room.
Last time, that bastard Si Zhu brought out the fact that he was exterminated, which caused great trouble to his life.
The workers in the steel rolling mill look at him differently now than they did before!
This grudge...Xu Damao has always remembered it.
"OK, no problem!"
Bangge agreed almost without thinking.
When eating the leftovers brought back by Shazhu, Banggeng will think that Shazhu is very good.
But usually...Silly Zhu is just Silly Zhu in his eyes!
I even think Shazhu is stupid!
"Remember, if you tell others about this, the dollar will be gone."
When handing the thirty cents to Banggeng, Xu Damao gave a special warning.
BangGeng took the money and ran out of the courtyard to buy firecrackers.
…
The next afternoon.
Yan Bugui placed a square table in the front yard, with the pen and ink and red paper he was preparing to use for writing the couplets on it.
Many neighbors in the compound brought peanuts and millet to the front yard.
Asking Yan Bugui to write couplets has been an old tradition of the compound for many years.
Everyone knows it very well!
Yan Bugui wrote couplets to them, and they gave Yan Bugui some peanuts, millet and so on.
Yanbu Gui wrote that it was cheaper than the ones outside, and they were all happy with it.
He Yuyu came over and said, "Third uncle, your handwriting is getting more and more beautiful."
"The rain can still talk!"
"This couplet is for you."
He Yuyu's praise made Yan Bugui feel very helpful, and his face couldn't help but bloom with joy.
Especially this call from the third uncle made Yan Bugui feel relieved.
Now He Yuyu is the only one in the whole compound who still calls him Third Uncle.
"Third uncle, I won't be polite."
"I'll ask my brother to bring you some peanuts later."
He Yuyu began to blow air slightly on the couplet, trying to make the couplet dry as quickly as possible.
"Isn't Liu Jiacheng planning to post couplets this year?"
Hearing this sentence, Yan Bugui's writing hand paused: "He said he would find a way by himself."
"What do you think he can think of?"
"It's nothing more than going to the market outside to buy two pairs of couplets."
"What do you think he spent the money on?"
"Let him regret it after buying it."
The neighbors in the courtyard all know why the Liu family didn't ask Yan Bugui to write couplets.
The two have a grudge!
But they couldn't figure it out. Since Yanbu Guidu had decided to help Liu Jiacheng write it, wouldn't it be better to save some money?
If you are so angry, you will not be the one who suffers in the end.
They think Liu Jiacheng has money to burn!
At this time, two comrades from the Public Security Bureau walked into the courtyard: "Excuse me...does Liu Jiacheng live here?"