The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Only after having a child did I realize how fast time flies. In the blink of an eye, it was already the 29th day of the lunar year. Zicheng also had his New Year holiday and spent the whole day playing and fighting with Chuyi.

Ye Xiuying also often told Zicheng to stop pestering Chuyi all the time, and to give Chuyi and Wen Qingcheng more time alone to cultivate their relationship. Her daughter recently bought a book, saying that she was preparing for the junior pharmacist exam. The couple rarely spoke to each other in a day. When would they be able to hold their grandson?

Ye Xiuying has already hinted to Qingcheng about this matter, and every time she said to wait until Chuyi recovers his memory. If he really has family, they would have found him long ago after such a long time.

Fortunately, they were both young and had plenty of time, so I just left them alone and didn't ask about their affairs anymore.

As the New Year was approaching, Ye Xiuying was very busy. The family went to the New Year market and bought a lot of things. Fortunately, they now had a horse. Chuyi was also very skillful. He made a simple horse-drawn carriage and loaded it with food and daily necessities. He also brought back a living creature.

Ye Xiuying thought that Wen Yuxue needed milk every day, so she might as well buy a ewe and raise her, so that she wouldn't have to go out to buy milk every day. If Wen Yuxue couldn't eat it all, she could make goat milk cheese.

On the first day of the new year, a temporary thatched shed was built next to the horse stable in the backyard and the sheep were placed there. Ye Xiuying carried Wen Yuxue out to see the sheep. It was the first time Wen Yuxue saw a sheep and she stared at it curiously for a long time.

Our home is particularly lively at the end of this year, with dogs, horses, sheep, and new additions.

It was cold in the yard, and Ye Xiuying carried Xueer into the house. Zicheng was grinding ink and writing couplets with Wen Qingcheng. Chuyi was very curious about what kind of couplets these two siblings could write.

When he entered the room, he saw red papers all over the floor, all written on. The ink was not yet dry. Wen Qingcheng was holding a brush at this time, writing with great style, but her shaking hands made the handwriting look crooked and of different sizes.

When the last stroke was finished, Wen Qingcheng carefully examined her work with a satisfied smile on her face. "Chuyi, look, does it look good?"

Chuyi wanted to laugh in her heart. Did she want him to praise her? "My wife writes so well..." Chuyi pursed her lips unconsciously after saying this and thought: It's okay to go against your will occasionally.

Zicheng acted like a little adult, writing the word "Fu" on a square piece of red paper. He finished writing the last stroke.

"Wow, Zicheng writes well." Wen Qingcheng praised sincerely. In the end times, people no longer write on paper, so in Wen Qingcheng's opinion, what she and Zicheng wrote was already very good.

The brother and sister picked out a pair they liked and planned to put it up outside the gate. Zicheng insisted that Ye Xiuying make him some paste so that he could put it up himself.

Chuyi saw that the two of them had the nerve to post it after writing like this, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. "Chuyi, hold me and post it later." Zicheng said with ink all over his face and hands.

During this time, little Jasmine also came over and brought a few New Year pictures, all of which were drawn by her herself. There were figures and animals, in bright colors of red, yellow, blue and green.

The two exchanged gifts, and Zicheng gave her a few couplets and some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and candied dates for her to take back.

Soon, Ye Xiuying cooked the paste, and the three of them went outside the courtyard gate with the Chinese character "Fu" and the couplets. Wen Qingcheng moved a stool out, and she was responsible for pasting the couplets, while Zicheng was responsible for pasting the Chinese character "Fu".

After the two of them applied the paste, Wen Qingcheng stood on a stool and started to paste the couplets. Zicheng carefully spread the paste evenly, let Chuyi hold him, and started to paste them on the door.

Zicheng is a bit of a perfectionist. He can't accept it being too high or too low. He also wants both sides to be symmetrical. He has been measuring for a long time but still can't make a decision.

"Zicheng, do you want me to help you put it on? I'm almost done."

"No, I can do it myself. I'm not a child anymore."

Wen Qingcheng smiled and ruffled Zicheng's hair, "Then you have to work harder."

"Huh? Why should I add oil? I should add paste."

As they were chatting and laughing, Ruan Sanlang came over, carrying a large bamboo basket. "We're putting up Spring Festival couplets."

Wen Qingcheng was standing on a stool, pasting the banner. She turned around and saw that it was Ruan Sanlang. She smiled and said, "Yes, Third Brother, help me check if it's straight."

"Yes, be careful when standing on such a high stool. Come down and I will help you." Ruan Sanlang put down the bamboo basket in his hand and said.

"No need. I've finally found the right position. I'll stick it on right away." Wen Qingcheng stood on tiptoe on the stool to fix a corner of the horizontal banner first.

Seeing that she was standing on tiptoe, Ruan Sanlang was afraid that she would fall, so he hurried forward and stood behind her to help her hold the stool.

Chuyi was holding Zicheng at the side. He turned his head and watched Wen Qingcheng and Ruan Sanlang talking and laughing with an expressionless face. His face gradually darkened.

"Chuyi, you're about to squeeze my intestines out." Zicheng felt that the hand holding him was getting tighter and tighter, almost squeezing his intestines out.

Chuyi finally reacted and loosened his grip, but then he discovered that Zicheng's blessing sticker had fallen over.

After Wen Qingcheng finished pasting the sticker, Ruan Sanlang reached out to help her down, and Chuyi's eyes suddenly became a little sharp. But the two of them were only focused on watching Zicheng paste the sticker, and didn't notice Chuyi's expression.

"Zicheng, you pasted it upside down." Ruan Sanlang said.

Ye Xiuying heard Ruan Sanlang's voice and walked to the door. Seeing that Zicheng had pasted the words upside down, she smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's pasted upside down. Just tear it off and paste a new one."

Wen Qingcheng looked at it and said hurriedly, "Don't rush to take it off. Who said Zicheng pasted it upside down? I think it's correct."

Ye Xiuying laughed and said, "Do you think that mother can't recognize words just because she is illiterate? Although there are not many people visiting our house during the New Year, there are so many people passing by, coming and going, that people will laugh at us."

Zicheng's face flushed. He recognized the word "Fu". He was the one who wrote this word, but he didn't look at it carefully when he pasted it just now.

Zicheng started to save face now. Seeing that Ruan Sanlang's eyes were full of smiles, his face turned red to his neck. He originally wanted to show his mother and elder sister that he had been studying hard and practicing calligraphy, and that he could complete the task independently and stick the word "Fu". However, he still messed it up because of his carelessness. He reached out to tear the word off angrily.

Wen Qingcheng stopped him, touched his little head, and smiled like an aunt, "Zicheng, the word 'Fu' is really well pasted. This means that 'Fu' has arrived."

"Has good fortune arrived?" Zicheng blinked his eyes like black grapes and looked at Wen Qingcheng.

"Yes, if passers-by see us, they will say that your fortune has fallen. We will say that thanks to your good words, our fortune has come."

Ye Xiuying was overjoyed. "This way, as many people say this as we want, we will have as many blessings as possible. This is great. This year will definitely be filled with blessings."

Zicheng instantly became happy, "Yes, that's what I meant, our family has received a blessing."

Chuyi's lips curled up slightly, and he thought: This girl is really smart.

"Sister, can I stick the word "Fu" on my other door upside down?" Zicheng asked expectantly.

"of course."

Zicheng picked up another piece of the word "Fu" with full faith, smeared it with paste, and pasted it on another door, shouting, "OK, our family has received the blessing."

This made everyone present laugh. Wen Qingcheng subconsciously smiled and looked at Chuyi, who happened to be looking at her as well.

My face felt hot and I quickly turned my head away, but a warm feeling flowed through my heart.