Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

After eating and drinking, Qian Sizheng sat for a while and then stood up to say goodbye. He still had to take care of the arrangements for his wedding.

Zi Ling and Bai Chen also returned to the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, leaving only Old Man Feng and Feng Zhi behind to spend the night.

夜晚

Feng Zhi and Old Man Feng were lying together, covered with a thick quilt.

Feng Zhiwei sighed: "It's so comfortable!"

Old man Feng touched the soft quilt and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that his daughter's life was getting better and better!

squeak...

The door was opened, and Yun Dahe came in with a thick quilt, covered the two of them with it, and talked with a smile.

"Dad, Zhier, it's cold, cover yourself with more blankets."

"That's impossible. They are all new quilts. How can we use them?"

Feng Yueniang heard this when she walked in, and replied with a smile: "What's the use? Just cover it with this!"

Yun Zhixia also nodded. She climbed onto the bed and leaned into Old Man Feng's arms, saying coquettishly, "Grandpa, you can spend the New Year here this year!"

"My little uncle can't cook, it's so good here! Yu'er also wants to learn archery from you!"

Hearing this, Old Man Feng shook his head and refused: "It's Chinese New Year, how can we celebrate it at our in-laws' house? That's not right!"

"What's wrong with that? This house is reserved for you and my uncle, didn't you notice?"

Yun Zhixia's words made Old Man Feng and Feng Zhi's eyes widen. They looked carefully and found that no one had lived in this room before.

Moreover, the clothes in the closet were all men's clothes, and they looked like they were the sizes of him and Old Man Feng.

Feng Zhi pointed at the closet and asked, "Are the clothes and shoes in the closet mine and dad's?"

Yun Zhixia nodded: "Of course! This yard was built with my money. It's not a big deal to leave a room for my grandfather and uncle, right?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhi got up with a smile, opened the closet and looked at the thick cotton-padded clothes and clothes for other seasons inside, his eyes becoming moist.

He blinked, wiped away his tears, took out his cotton coat and tried it on himself.

"Is this all for me?"

"Of course!"

After getting a positive answer, Feng Zhi tried it out proudly.

After Yun Zhixia's repeated coquettish behavior, Old Man Feng reluctantly agreed.

He was also worried about his own daughter, after all, Feng Yue Niang was still pregnant!

These days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it is New Year’s Eve!

Early in the morning

Wang Pozi and others prepared breakfast and called everyone to eat.

After dinner, Yun Dashan mixed some batter and put it in a bowl, and Yun Dalang took out some red paper and put it on the table.

"Da Lang, you come and write the couplet!"

Yun Dashan looked at his eldest son with satisfaction, his eyes full of pride. He is indeed his son, so handsome!

Yun Dalang did not refuse. He picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote two couplets.

Yun Zhixia was watching from the side. Although the handwriting was a little immature, it was very neat. For someone who had just learned to read, it was already very good.

Mrs. Wang was in a good mood. She asked those who could write to line up and have each of them write a couplet.

Yun Sanlang, Yun Mingyu, and Feng Zhi lined up one by one, while Yun Zhixia watched from the side.

Yun Sanlang was a better reader, and he usually spent his days either reading or practicing calligraphy. Now he picked up a brush and wrote well.

When I picked it up and took a look, I found the handwriting was neat and delicate, even better than Yun Dalang's.

Yun Mingyu prefers practicing martial arts. His talent for studying is not as good as Yun Sanlang's, and the words he writes can only be barely recognized.

Mrs. Wang, who was originally smiling because of Yun Sanlang, looked gloomy after seeing Yun Mingyu's scribbles.

She stretched out her hand and pulled Yun Sanlang's cheek: "Let's put this couplet on Yu'er's door."

Yun Mingyu said with a bitter face: "I don't want it, I want Brother Sanlang's!"

Everyone was amused, the wife was a silly child.

Feng Zhi hesitated, and Yun Zhixia pushed him from behind: "Uncle, believe in yourself."

Feng Zhi looked down and saw Yun Zhixia's sparkling eyes. He paused and felt more courageous.

Dip the pen into ink and write in one go!

Everyone leaned over to look and saw that although the words on the couplet were a little sloppy, they could still read them clearly. This was in line with Feng Zhi's personality, and his handwriting reflected his personality.

Yun Zhixia stepped on a stool, picked up a brush and wrote a couplet on red paper.

Spring is back and all things flourish, bringing blessings to the world and illuminating thousands of homes!

Horizontal banner: Everything is shining!

Old man Feng nodded at the side, and his hands itched to write a couplet too.

This surprised everyone present. Grandpa/Dad/Father-in-law can actually write?

Old man Feng’s handwriting is vigorous and vigorous, with a domineering air between the strokes.

Feng Zhi poked his head out and exclaimed: "Dad, how come you can write?"

Old Man Feng put away his brush and glanced at him: "Dad knows a lot."

Everyone was laughing, writing and pasting, and the little ones followed the adults happily, holding the couplets.

morning

While the adults were busy cooking, Feng Zhi, the street kid, took the kids for a stroll around the village.

Not long after I went out, I heard a noise.

"Ugly, ugly!"

"Scary ugly freak, get out of here!"

"A little bit..."

Yun Zhixia stopped, turned her head and looked not far away, and saw a hint of green with her sharp eyes.

Those were the clothes she gave to Yun Dani and Yun Erni...

"Get out of here, don't bully my sister!"

Yun Erni's panicked voice rang out, attracting the attention of Feng Zhi and others.

Feng Zhi frowned, strode over, and pushed through the crowd to go in.

After seeing clearly, Feng Zhi's face darkened. He kicked the man next to Yun Feiyan away!

"Brother Jie!"

Yun Feiyan screamed and quickly helped Zhao Chengjie up.

Feng Zhi reached out and pulled Yun Dani up. When he saw the scar on her right cheek, his eyes darkened for a moment.

Yun Dani felt a little embarrassed. She subconsciously wanted to cover the right side of her face, but was stopped by Feng Zhi.

"No need to cover up, you are beautiful!"

Hearing this, Yun Feiyan sneered: "Are you blind? Can you be considered a beauty if you look like this?"

Feng Zhi smiled crookedly, looked Yun Feiyan up and down, and curled his lips in disdain: "A piece of shit like you is worthy of talking to me?"

"I don't hit women, so don't be shameless!"

"you……"

Yun Feiyan had never seen such a reckless man before, and was speechless for a moment.

She had no choice but to turn around and look at Zhao Chengjie and act coquettishly: "Brother Jie, look at him bullying me!"

Zhao Chengjie covered his chest and almost choked. He was from the next village and was invited by Yun Feiyan to come here today.

Yun Feiyan's family came back to celebrate the New Year. When they learned that Yun Dani was injured on the right side of her face, they specially called Zhao Chengjie to come and see.

Zhao Chengjie originally had some thoughts about Yun Dani. He wanted the support of Yun Feiyan's family, but he also wanted Yun Dani's tenderness and kindness.