Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

The end of the year is approaching, and the Confucian Temple is very lively. Wen Xian likes this kind of noise, but Su Yuanzhi is obviously not used to it. Seeing him always avoiding people, Wen Xian feels distressed and thinks about it Thinking: "How about we find a place to listen to an opera and drink tea?"

Su Yuanzhi said: "Don't you want to buy something?"

Wen Xiandao: "It's okay, I'll buy it from Hongguo later, you don't like crowds, let's find a place with few people to watch the show."

Wen Xian is familiar with the place, after all, he has visited several times, and was about to take Su Yuanzhi to the theater, but was stopped by Su Yuanzhi.

Wen Xian looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Su Yuanzhi frowned and said, "I want...to try."

Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, Su Yuanzhi continued in a low voice: "Actually, with you by my side, I don't feel so disgusted."

Wen Xian understood immediately, and immediately smiled and said: "Okay, then I will accompany you to adapt slowly, you go inside, walk next to me, let's take it step by step."

Su Yuanzhi said "hmm", Wen Xian switched places with him, let Su Yuanzhi go inside, he went outside, and it was easy to collide with people outside.

Wen Xian was afraid that Su Yuanzhi would be uncomfortable, so he kept talking to him.

However, Wen Xian's focus is still on his own preferences, such as:

"Wow, look at it from a distance, this candied chestnut looks delicious, it's shiny! Shall we buy some back?"

"Ah."

"Boss, come... two catties, far away, pay."

"it is good."

"Hey~ This is... candied haws! Look far away, candied haws!"

"Well, how many do you want?"

"Let's have one. I've just eaten chestnuts and I'm a bit full. Just one for the two of us."

"it is good."

This time without Wen Xian's reminder, Su Yuanzhi consciously took out his wallet and paid.

Wen Xian bought a lot of food one after another, but he couldn't hold it in his hand, so he asked Su Yuanzhi to help him. In short, he had to use his hands to eat.

The two of them just walked around and ate, and met someone setting up a stall to write Spring Festival couplets. Wen Xianchang was so old, so he went to his grandma's house to celebrate the New Year when he was a child. When you get a little older, you can buy the finished product directly, and later, you don’t need to buy it, the bank will send it to you. Although the Spring Festival couplets are more and more colorful and look more and more exquisite, Wen Xian always feels that there is a little less feeling.

At this moment, I saw someone writing Spring Festival couplets for sale again. In front of the one-meter-long table, there was a crowd of people. Every time a paragraph was written, some people would follow along. When a pair of Spring Festival couplets was written, everyone around praised the well-written one.

Wen Xian finally found out what was missing in those bought Spring Festival couplets. The ready-made Spring Festival couplets had the same characters on every page.

Thinking that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and he didn't buy any Spring Festival couplets at home, Wen Xian immediately said to Su Yuanzhi: "Yuanzhi, let's buy a few Spring Festival couplets to go home too?"

Su Yuanzhi didn't shake his head at him today, so he naturally nodded and said: "Okay."

Wen Xian smiled brightly, took Su Yuanzhi's arm, acted as the vanguard, and squeezed Su Yuanzhi behind him.

"Excuse me, give me a break, give me a break, thank you."

Wen Xian led Su Yuanzhi to squeeze in front of people, and was afraid that the people behind would squeeze Su Yuanzhi again, so he stood behind Su Yuanzhi, almost holding Su Yuanzhi in his arms, but at the moment the stall There are many people in the past, everyone squeezes me and I stand next to you. It is not surprising that they are like this. Su Yuanzhi turned to look at Wen Xian, but he knew everything in his heart, and a soft light appeared in his eyes instantly.

Wen Xian leaned forward slightly, only then did he see the person who lowered his head and wrote the Spring Festival couplets, he looked familiar, and immediately said: "Yuanzhi, don't you know this person?"

Su Yuanzhi was staring at Wen Xian, and after being told by Wen Xian, he turned his head to look at the person who wrote the Spring Festival couplets. Before he could speak, when he heard the word "Yuanzhi", the person who wrote the Spring Festival couplets had already raised his head and looked at him. Su Yuanzhi spoke first: "Young Master Su."

Su Yuanzhi replied calmly, "Mr. Xiao Zheng."

This person is Zheng Qiguang. Ever since Su Yuanzhi helped Zheng Qiguang rescue his daughter, Zheng Qiguang has grown a little more grateful and admired for Su Yuanzhi. Later, he even went to Su Yuanzhi's mansion to thank Su Yuanzhi for his rescue. As a result, Su Yuanzhi The housekeeper of the mansion told him that Su Yuanzhi was no longer in the Su mansion, and the housekeeper didn't inform him of Su Yuanzhi's whereabouts, so Zheng Qiguang could only leave with regret.

Zheng Qiguang is also very excited to be able to run into Su Yuanzhi on the street now.

"Young Master Su, you saved the little girl before. I haven't had a chance to thank you. I didn't expect to meet you here today. Young Master Su, do you have time? I'll invite you to the Osmanthus Tower for a drink. how?"

Seeing the crowded scene, Su Yuanzhi said, "Let's wait another day, don't worry."

Wen Xian glanced at Su Yuanzhi quite unexpectedly, but he didn't expect Su Yuanzhi to agree. After all, Su Yuanzhi should be less fond of contact with people than "repaying", right?

Some people in the crowd also said: "Mr. Xiao Zheng, you can't leave, this...we are still waiting for your Spring Festival couplets."

Zheng Qiguang also found that he really couldn't leave, so he could only apologize to Su Yuanzhi: "I'm really sorry, Young Master Su, then... Let's go to another day, and I will come to thank you at another day, but I don't know that it is inconvenient for Young Master Su to tell you What is your current address? To be honest, I went to the Su Mansion once before, but the housekeeper said that you have moved out of the Su Mansion?"

Su Yuanzhi said: "Now that I have a family, I should naturally be on my own."

Su Yuanzhi told Zheng Qiguang the current address. Zheng Qiguang read it silently and wrote it down, then raised his head and asked Su Yuanzhi, "Does Young Master Su also want to buy Spring Festival couplets? If you want some, I'll give it to you."

Others were still queuing up, and someone was dissatisfied immediately, Wen Xian also said: "There must be a first-come, first-served one? Mr. Xiao Zheng, please do your work first, we just came to have a look."

There were too many people, and Wen Xian found that those people seemed to know Su Yuanzhi's identity. Thinking of Su Yuanzhi's reputation in Nanjing City, Wen Xian didn't like them looking at Su Yuanzhi very much, so he didn't even want to see Su Yuanzhi in the Spring Festival couplets. If I want it, I want to take Su Yuanzhi away.

Zheng Qiguang obviously knows Wen Xian's identity, but he has never been embarrassed to look at Wen Xian. After all, Wen Xian's identity is still very embarrassing. As a teacher, he has his own nobility in his bones, and he always feels that Wen Xian is a man marrying Su Yuanzhi , there is still something wrong, and now he just smiled apologetically at Wen Xian.

But what Wen Xian wanted, how could Su Yuanzhi not be willing to satisfy him?

Su Yuanzhi turned his head and asked Zheng Qiguang, "Do you have any more pens?"

Zheng Qiguang was stunned for a moment, immediately understood Su Yuanzhi's meaning, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, of course."

Zheng Qiguang took out the extra writing brush and handed it to Su Yuanzhi. The paper was ready-made. Su Yuanzhi took the pen and spread the red paper, then turned to Wen Xian and asked, "What do you want to write?"

Wen Xian suddenly remembered that Su Yuanzhi's calligraphy is also quite good, even in his opinion, Su Yuanzhi's calligraphy is better than Mr. Xiao Zheng's. Of course, he doesn't know much about calligraphy, maybe his lover It may not be true that Xi Shi is in the eyes.

However, Wen Xian was very happy to be able to cooperate with Su Yuanzhi in writing Spring Festival couplets, and immediately touched his chin: "Well... let me think about it."

After a while, Wen Xian said: "Then write... Wealth is like a green hill forever, and the source of wealth is like a long stream of green water!"

Su Yuanzhi glanced at Wen Xian helplessly, seeing Wen Xian's happy face, sighed silently, and took up a pen to write down Wen Xian's words.

As soon as he finished writing, Zheng Qiguang exclaimed: "Good writing! Young Master Su, good writing!"

Someone in the crowd said: "I also think that his handwriting is even better than that of Mr. Xiao Zheng."

"I feel so too……"

"No way, I still think Mr. Zheng is pretty!"

When Wen Xian heard this, he was quite honored.

Su Yuanzhi replied to Zheng Qiguang: "You're welcome."

Turning around and asking Wen Xian: "Is there any more?"

Wen Xian's eyeballs rolled, Su Yuanzhi saw that he knew that this person was going to play tricks again, so he heard Wen Xian say: "Ahem, let's write a few more pictures, this second one... just write the pulse." Affection is like Chunhui nurturing peaches and plums, and a sincere and loyal heart is like a candle that illuminates the spring and autumn!"

Su Yuanzhi was slightly startled, turned to look at him, Wen Xian leaned close to his ear, and said quickly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Go back and stick the door!"

As for whose door it is, the answer is self-evident, Su Yuanzhi's eyes became softer immediately: "Okay."

Zheng Qiguang didn't expect that Su Yuanzhi really wrote it. Such a person who is so cold in his bones actually let others write the Spring Festival couplets into sweet words. Zheng Qiguang was shocked. When he went to see Su Yuanzhi and Wen Xian, he suddenly felt that this The two...they are really a good match, one is absolutely cold and the other is as bright as the scorching sun, they complement each other perfectly.

Su Yuanzhi wrote a few more in succession, put them aside and waited for them to dry a little, so that they could take them away. Wen Xian thought that he was idle because he was idle, so he asked Zheng Qiguang for red paper and a brush, and took the red paper After cutting into a boxy square, start drawing blessings along the diagonal.

Although Wen Xian is not good at brush calligraphy, he still has some skills in brush painting. He asked Su Yuanzhi that the coming year is the year of the pig, so he drew the right half of the character "Fu" as a piglet, and the "one" on it became two. Pointed ears, the lower "mouth" is drawn as a pig's nose, and the lower "field" is the pig's body. Wen Xian felt that it was not auspicious enough, so he licked two simple auspicious cloud patterns under the word "Fu".

Wen Xian finished the painting, and he was not satisfied, so he was about to raise his head to ask Su Yuanzhi if it looked good, when a child who was not much higher than the table came over, saw the word "Fu" painted by Wen Xian, looked up like a pair of black grapes Looking at Wen Xian with big eyes, he asked: "Brother, brother, this is so fun, can you give it to me? I want to stick it on the window of my house."

Wen Xian was willing to refuse, and immediately said: "Okay, here you go."

Wen Xian gave the painted "Fu" to the child. The child was so happy that he walked out cautiously with his hands up, shouting: "Mom, look at my little pig, it looks so good!"

Wen Xian smiled and looked at Su Yuanzhi: "I didn't expect my painting to be quite popular."

Seeing that Su Yuanzhi was a little unhappy, Wen Xian was taken aback, and immediately said: "What's wrong with you?"

Su Yuanzhi glanced at the child who ran away, Wen Xian saw it, chuckled, and said in a low voice: "You also eat the child's jealousy? Alright, alright, I'll give you something else when I go back tonight." Reward, okay?"

Before Su Yuanzhi responded, a girl next to him came over and asked Wen Xian: "Excuse me, my lord, can you write a copy for me of the blessing you wrote just now? I like it very much. I'm willing to pay how much it costs."

Wen Xian said implicitly: "I'm sorry, I'm not selling Spring Festival couplets, I just drew them to pass the time. We waited for the ink on the Spring Festival couplets to dry before leaving."

"Oh."

The little girl left with a look of disappointment, Wen Xian glanced at Su Yuanzhi's expression, very good, young master Su is very satisfied!