1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

The New Year in this era may not be as lively as in later generations due to the scarcity of supplies, but the festive atmosphere is still strong.

Early in the morning, the Qin family's house was crowded with people coming and going, all because of Qin Chulong's magnificent and majestic calligraphy.

Bring your own red paper. As for the reward, a handful of melon seeds, a handful of peanuts, or a few pieces of candy. Fortunately, no one is so crazy as to bring a small apple.

Qin Chulong had no interest in these material things. The reason why he was willing to help was that on the one hand, it was difficult to refuse, and on the other hand, someone appreciated his calligraphy, which was a recognition of him, and he was very happy.

Judging from his calligraphy, it is safe to say that it has reached the master level. It is indeed a waste of talent for him to write couplets for others.

But in his opinion, no matter how good calligraphy is, it is useless. It can neither save the country nor make the country prosperous.

He himself doesn't take it seriously, let alone others!

Wen Yan also understood his personality and prepared a large bottle of ink every year.

When the ink ran out, the couplet writing was over. It was impossible to write from morning till night; no one could stand it. So everyone tacitly came early, fearing they would miss the opportunity.

But Du Yimeng was a person who did not play by the rules. When she had a good sleep and came to Qin's house with Fang Bao in her arms, it was already past nine o'clock.

At this time, all the people who came to Qin Chulong to write couplets had left, leaving only Qiao Gong.

"Xiao Du, you overslept again! Why didn't you come earlier? Lao Qin's ink just ran out, and the last copy he wrote was mine. I'm so sorry!" Engineer Qiao said regretfully, but the gloating on his face was too obvious to be ignored.

He didn't want to do that, but who made her do it on time every year? Coincidentally, he missed it this time.

Wen Yan looked at Qiao Gong helplessly. She might disappoint her uncle. Some things are just so coincidental.

Du Yimeng forced herself to suppress the twitching corners of her mouth. Should she tell the truth?

"Really?" Du Yimeng put Fang Bao on the ground and said lightly.

Everyone in the institute knew that whenever she had a day off, she would definitely sleep in.

She didn't understand. It was a rare day off, so why not sleep in?

Mr. Qiao wanted to say something, but who knew that Xiao Mu would do something so outrageous that it made him completely numb.

It also gave him a real understanding of what it means for a boy to be extroverted!

"Fang Bao, I asked my dad to write the couplets for your house this morning." Xiao Mu's eyes lit up when he saw Fang Bao, and he ran to the side.

I saw his two little chubby hands quickly rolled up the written couplet, and at the end he didn't forget to tie it up with a small hemp rope.

It only took a moment, and looking at his skilled expression, it seemed as if he had practiced it countless times.

Last night he discussed with his father whether they could write the couplets for Fang Bao's family today.

In the end, his father didn't say anything, but just took out a lock, which took him an hour to open. It can be said that he earned this couplet through his own ability.

"Thank you, Brother Mu!" Fang Bao happily took the things and said sweetly.

Mr. Qiao looked at this scene in shock. People say it's hard to guard against thieves in one's own home, and it's true!

"Little Mu is really promising. He is so thoughtful at such a young age. In this respect, he is much better than his father." Qiao Gong couldn't help but sigh.

Wen Yan nodded secretly. Her uncle was right. Her son was indeed much better than Old Qin in this respect.

That little mouth chatters all day long, and every time he opens his mouth he mentions Fang Bao.

She thought Xiao Mu wanted a younger sister, but when she asked him, he actually said he wanted a younger brother.

She didn't understand. He obviously liked Fang Bao, so why did he want a younger brother?

Xiao Mu Tou: What bad intentions could he have? He just wants someone to share the beating with him.

Qin Chulong looked at Qiao Gong helplessly. While praising his son, could he please not put him down?

When his eyes fell on the small head, he subconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he had to make the lock core structure more complicated.

A few adults were chatting here, and two children were not idle over there either.

"Brother Mu Tou, here's some candy for you." Fang Bao took out a handful of candy from his pocket and handed it to little Mu Tou, saying in a baby voice.

Little Mu's eyes lit up as he looked at the colorful candies in front of him. He couldn't wait to stretch out his little hand, grab one, and put it in his mouth.

"Wow, that's so sweet!" Little Wood said vaguely.

Xiao Mu told Fang Bao how he opened the lock. Fang Bao did not find it boring. Instead, he listened with great interest and exclaimed from time to time.

The sunlight shone on them, reflecting two innocent figures, as if time had stopped at this moment.

So when Du Yimeng took Fang Bao away from Qin's house, Fang Bao had a lock without a key in his hand. It was a small wooden toy.

After putting up the couplets, it was almost time for lunch. Today the cafeteria had pork stewed with cabbage.

The meat slices are a little thin, but the taste is impeccable because the chef is in charge of the cooking.

After this meal, no cooking will be done in the cafeteria for the next two days.

The people in the cafeteria have been busy all year and they also want to take a two-day break.

……

Today is New Year's Eve, and Fang Bao went to bed early to celebrate the New Year, leaving the couple sitting around the brazier, staring at each other.

"I always feel like I'm spending a holiday here." Du Yimeng couldn't help but sigh to Yu Lang. There was no lively atmosphere at all.

She hasn't been home for the New Year for three years and she misses home.

"Then let's go back to celebrate the New Year next year!" Yu Lang held her hand in his and rubbed his thumb gently on the back of her hand.

"Okay!" Du Yimeng said with a smile. Whether they can go back for the New Year depends on her work. Who knows what the situation will be like next year.

At the same time, she was a little worried, wondering whether the future situation would affect the institute?

Hope not!

But this is not something she can worry about, it depends on what the higher-ups think.

When her eyes fell on Yu Lang, she curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled. Why think so much? She was just an ordinary person.

"What happy things are you thinking about?" Seeing her smiling face, Yu Lang also subconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth.

"I think I'm pretty lucky. Both parents are so nice, and I met someone as nice as you." Du Yimeng approached him and whispered. Their eyes met, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Unfortunately, Du Yimeng, the person involved, was completely out of tune. She hugged his arms in her arms, then leaned her head on his shoulder, quietly enjoying this moment of tranquility.

In her opinion, they were already an old couple, and romance and ambiguity were completely out of their league.

"I'm luckier!" Yu Lang placed one hand on her cheek and rubbed it gently.