Not long after, under Xu Qing's guidance, Xu Damao quickly rode his bike to the door of the tailor shop.

At this time, the shopkeeper Zheng Da in the tailor shop was standing at the door, holding a thick brush, dipped in ink and wrote on the red paper, while asking the tall and thin middle-aged man beside him to brush paste and post it.

The writing is vigorous and powerful, although it is not very good, it also makes people look very elegant.

Of course, when Xu Qing came all the way along the street, he saw that there were many people setting up stalls on the street and writing and selling Spring Festival couplets today.

Most of them are old and gray-haired old men, but there are also some young people who look like students.

After all, the quality of writing is not very related to age, and there is no direct connection between the level of education.

As long as you can read and write, older people may not necessarily write better than young people who have not graduated from junior high school or high school.

Indeed, Xu Qing did not deny that the older people had deeper and more advanced calligraphy skills than those young people.

Xu Qing jumped off the bicycle, thanked Xu Damao, and watched him leave. Then he turned around and said to the shopkeeper Zheng who had just finished writing the Spring Festival couplet:

"Old shopkeeper, your word is so beautiful. Are you planning to go back to celebrate the New Year today?"

The old shopkeeper handed the brush to the middle-aged man beside him, and led Xu Qing into the shop and said:

"It's twenty-eight today and I have no business. I'm so old that I can't go back and spend the New Year comfortably."

As soon as he entered the shop, the light immediately became dark. Xu Qing blinked his eyes before adapting.

"Come on, this is your younger brother and sister's clothes." The old shopkeeper handed over three sets of brand new blue cloth clothes on the counter to Xu Qing, then grabbed another set on the counter and said, "This is Sister Sha Zhu, you can take it away together."

Xu Qing nodded and responded, took the clothes, reached out to take the money from his cotton jacket pocket and handed it to the old shopkeeper.

Because the fabric was brought by Xu Qing and Sha Zhu a few days ago, the price was negotiated at that time.

So after giving the money, Xu Qing greeted the old shopkeeper for a while, and finally wished the old shopkeeper a prosperous business and a prosperous future year.

The old shopkeeper stood at the door of the shop and laughed and sent Xu Qing away.

When Xu Qing returned to the courtyard, the third uncle, the first uncle and the second uncle in the front yard were standing in the front yard smoking and chatting.

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang each carried cut red paper, brushes, ink, and tables and chairs outside the courtyard.

Xu Qing didn't need to guess, just knowing that the third uncle wanted to go out to make money today.

The young people who set up stalls on the street dare to write Spring Festival couplets to make money. As a teacher, the third uncle naturally would not miss this good opportunity.

After Xu Qing held his clothes, greeted them, he went to the middle courtyard.

At this time, in the middle courtyard, Sha Zhu walked around alone with bored hands in his pockets.

At the door of Jia family, the barbed trotter was sitting beside Jia Zhang's side setting firecrackers, holding a thread incense in his left hand and a firecracker in his right hand. His eyes were rolling around, and he lit firecrackers from time to time, throwing them at the place where Sha Zhu walked, and making pranks.

Sha Zhu frowned, his eyes turned pale and ignored him. If he were to be ordinary, he would more or less criticize him.

It's only the New Year, and Sha Zhu can't argue with him as a child.

Seeing Xu Qing come back, Sha Zhu bypassed the firecracker thrown by the stick trunk, walked to Xu Qing and said:

"Qingzi, Lao Zheng, the old shopkeeper, didn't charge you much money, right?"

"No, it's the price we set before."

Xu Qing spoke, and at the same time gave Yushui's clothes to Sha Zhu.

As for the clothes of the three little ones, Xu Qing took them back to his own house in the backyard, then took out the clothes for him and the little girl in a state-owned store, and put them on the kang together. While the little ones were playing in the yard, they used their abilities to divide them into two.

Five sets of clothes have become ten sets, and the little girl has the most, four sets.

Xu Qing and his second brother, while the third brother is one and two in two.

Although they are all spring clothes, they can be worn in spring and autumn. The climate in spring and autumn in the north is similar, that is, it will be colder in late autumn.

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New Year's Eve came in a flash.

It snowed all night last night and it gradually stopped in the early morning.

Today's courtyard is the most lively day.

Whether it is the front yard, the middle yard, or the back yard, everyone gets up very early.

Xu Qing and the three little ones also got up early. Before 8:30, the four brothers and sisters had breakfast.

The third uncle in the front yard was writing Spring Festival couplets from door to door in the front yard and the middle yard.

The third uncle is the busiest and happiest in the hospital today.

How could he be unhappy to write Spring Festival couplets?

But because of the Chinese New Year, in the courtyard, Yanbugui did not directly collect money, but instead collected cigarettes, a pair of Spring Festival couplets and a pack of cigarettes, and did not care about whether it was good or bad.

But during the Chinese New Year, everyone in the courtyard would be embarrassed to give eight cents no money tobacco. The most time is that it would be one or two cents to bring a cigarette.

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang followed Yan Bugui, one holding an ink bottle and the other helping to collect the cigarettes.

The third uncle had a good face and asked him to take it away. He felt that he couldn't hold on his face, so he asked his son to follow him. Then the time he would ask his sons to take the cigarette for him.

Jia Zhang is the most active every year. As soon as the third uncle walked into the intermediate court, she hurriedly asked him to write to her house first.

The few packs of cigarettes that Jia Zhang prepared in advance were directly stuffed into Yan Jiefang's hands.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui smiled and asked Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu what he wanted to write. He immediately started to write.

A man and Sha Zhu saw it and came to watch.

In the backyard, Xu Qing was also in front of the table in the house, preparing to write Spring Festival couplets for his own home.

The three little ones stood aside and looked curiously.

The second brother Xu Aiguo took out the ink and brush from his schoolbag, and the little girl and Xu Fengming held the big red paper so that the elder brother could start writing.

After Xu Qing thought about what he wanted to write, he grabbed the brush.

Xu Qing wrote a pair, and Xu Aiguo immediately took it to the edge of the kang to dry it.

The little girl and Xu Fengming changed to new red paper.

When Xu Qing wrote down the Spring Festival couplets and the characters Fu in his house, as well as the stove, water jar, dough jar, and what to post on the cabinet, the second uncle came to his house.

People in the backyard have not been able to write Spring Festival couplets with the third uncle in the front yard in the past two or three years. First of all, there are many people in the yard, and the third uncle alone can't write it for a while.

Secondly, the second uncle felt that the Spring Festival couplet written by Xu Qing was not worse than the third uncle.

Since someone in the yard could write, he naturally had no need to wait for Yan Bugui.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Liu Haizhong suggested that Xu Qing, like the third uncle, take advantage of the Chinese New Year days to set up a stall to help people write Spring Festival couplets.

But at that time, my parents thought that Xu Qing had to focus on his studies when he was in high school and wasted a few days to write Spring Festival couplets to make money. It was better to review his homework at home.

These days, when you get into college, you will soar. Not to mention the distribution of graduation packages, you will just be a cadre. What is the money for writing Spring Festival couplets in comparison?

Therefore, Xu Qing's parents politely rejected the second uncle's kindness.

However, what the second uncle said in his bang is correct. He can make money to subsidize his family while he is writing Spring Festival couplets during the Chinese New Year.

However, people should have a long-term vision. If they only care about the small profits in front of them, how can they make a name for themselves in the future?

At this moment, the second uncle looked at the Spring Festival couplets placed on the edge of the kang and kept nodding and complimenting.

"Xu Qing, your writing is still as good as last year. You have been working in the factory for half a year and have not regressed at all."

When Xu Qing saw the second uncle coming, he hurriedly asked Xu Aiguo to make tea.

Liu Haizhong walked to the table, took out a pack of cigarettes, put them beside Xu Qing, and smiled and said, "I'll write it for the second uncle's house later."
Chapter completed!