Chronicles of the Modern Empress Dowager

It was the end of the year in an instant.

Li Wei learns with Li Jianbo every day. She is smart and Li Jianbo is good at lecturing. Li Wei accepts new knowledge very quickly. After only a few days, she gradually starts to teach.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the brick and tile factory has also extinguished. These days, Li Minghua and Li Jianping are at home. Li Minghua and Liu Chunzhi are still in the cold war.

No matter how outrageous the year is, Liu Chunzhi brought Li Jianbo and Li Wei to the street to buy new year goods.

The atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger. Even in such a remote town, all kinds of red lanterns, spring festival couplets and door gods are hung at the end of the streets. Liu Chunzhi also wanted to buy a few to post at home. Li Wei looked at the couplets, they were all printed. Although the paper is beautiful, it is all in the same font. In Li Wei's view, these fonts are not pretty, but rather rigid and unsightly.

"Let's buy a few pieces of Weihong paper and write Spring Festival couplets by ourselves? How much money can we save." Li Wei asked Liu Chunzhi.

A large piece of Weihong paper only costs two cents, two at most are enough. However, a pair of spring couplets cost 30 cents.

Liu Chunzhi would also count this account. She glanced at her son as if it was Jianbo's idea, then nodded and agreed: "Well, we bought red paper and we wrote it ourselves."

Liu Chunzhi only bought two pairs of door gods, a pair of Qin Shubao and Yu Chigong, and a pair of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

After buying the door god, Liu Chunzhi went to buy a pound of white sugar and a pound of brown sugar. Two catties of pork suet and one catty of sesame.

The narrow streets are bustling and seem a bit crowded.

Li Wei looked here and there, she was dazzled.

When Niangsan came out of the supply and marketing cooperative, a mother and son came to face each other. His mother was about the same age as Liu Chunzhi, and the son beside him was about the same age as Li Wei.

"Li Wei!" The boy across from him suddenly called Li Wei.

Li Wei looked up, he was dumbfounded. Isn't the boy in front of him the one in the photo? It's called Zhou Bin.

She remembered the entanglements between Yuan Zhen and Zhou Bin, and she had no affection for this boy.

Then Zhou Bin suddenly shouted behind his back: "Li Wei, are you really not studying?"

Li Wei cursed inwardly, isn't it because you can't read the book? She pretended not to hear, and continued to move forward.

Zhou Bin's mother pulled his son's arm, and said unhappily, "Do you still talk to someone like that shameless thing?"

Zhou Bin pressed his lips tightly. There were many people on the street, and Li Wei's figure had long since disappeared from the crowd and was never seen again. Did he overdo the previous things? Even if you don't like it, you shouldn't make a big noise.

"Your classmate?" Li Jianbo came from behind.

Li Wei agreed vaguely. Fortunately, Liu Chunzhi didn't see Zhou Bin, otherwise the two families would fight.

After walking on the street for two hours, Niang San returned home.

As soon as Liu Chunzhi got home, Li Jianping cried out. Liu Chunzhi said angrily: "There are noodles in the house, can't you cook it yourself?"

Li Jianping laughed and said, "I don't cook well by myself. Where can I find mom's craftsmanship?"

Liu Chunzhi said, "You are lazy." On the other hand, he asked Li Wei to help burn the fire, and started cooking.

When the food was on the table, but Li Minghua was not seen, Liu Chunzhi asked, "Where is your father?"

Li Jianping said, "Dad has gone to Uncle's house."

Liu Chunzhi stopped talking, and everyone sat and ate together. When the meal was over, Liu Chunzhi asked Li Jianbo to write the couplets.

Li Jianbo was dumbfounded: "Let me write? My calligraphy is so ugly, is it a joke to post it. Didn't our family write by themselves this year?"

Liu Chunzhi looked at her daughter again, and Li Xiaoxiao said in a low voice: "Second brother can't do it, then I will write it."

The three of them looked at Li Wei in unison. The characters written by Li Wei looked like a dog crawling, but he could actually write calligraphy. Isn’t it strange? When did she practice?

Li Wei explained a little embarrassingly: "I have a brush at home, so I practiced it when I was free. I think it shouldn't be too difficult."

Before others said anything, Li Jianbo returned to the room first, and after a while, he came out with pen, ink and paper.

"Weiwei, you can write a word casually, let's see."

Li Wei felt that she had fallen into the pit. If she had known that Li Jianbo could not write, she would not suggest buying red paper.

Li Wei held a writing brush and dipped it in thick ink, and in full view, wrote a big "Li" on the white paper.

Liu Chunzhi recognized a few words, and she also felt that the word her daughter wrote was really good. Li Jianping scratched his head and looked at it for a while, and said strangely: "I didn't expect you to hide deeply."

Li Jianbo was stunned and said, "You write a few more words and let's see."

Li Weiyi hesitated, and he took a pen to write a row of teeny lower letters on the paper. Li Jianbo glanced at it, but saw that it was written "Sunrise river blossoms red than fire, spring comes river water green like blue", which is still in traditional Chinese characters. , He finally gave Li Wei a thumbs up and praised: "True cow! The writing is better than our teacher's handwriting."

"Weiwei, when did you learn it. Why don't I know?"

Li Wei planned to go over it perfunctorily, and said, "I practice it when I'm fine. I will write after I practice for a long time."

Li Jianbo was full of surprise. The word Sister Underworld looked sophisticated, and he was definitely not trained in a few days. This sister is a little strange.

Li Jianbo helped cut the paper, and Li Wei wrote. Spring couplets are readily available, so it is extremely easy to write. In less than twenty minutes, Li Wei had already written three couplets.

Li Wei looked at the words on the red paper and suddenly had an idea in his mind. He pulled Li Jianbo and said, "Second brother, let's go to the town to set up a stall tomorrow."

"Set up a stall? What to sell?"

Li smiled and said, "Of course it is selling Spring Festival couplets. I'll write, how about you selling them."

This idea is good, Li Jianbo hesitated for a while: "Can my mother agree?"

"As long as she can make money, she will definitely agree." For this, Li Wei is very sure.

Later, the brothers and sisters told Liu Chunzhi about this plan. Liu Chunzhi was surprised: "Will someone buy the word you wrote?"

Li Jianbo made a package ticket and said: "It will definitely be sold."

The siblings discussed where to set up a stall and where to buy red paper for ink. The two were very interested in it.

Just after breakfast the next morning, the siblings went out. Li Jianbo did not ask Liu Chunzhi for the capital, but took out the private money he had saved.

They went to the supply and marketing agency to buy paper and ink. Li Jianping helped them move a table, and the stall was officially set up. Li Jianbo helped cut the paper, and Li Wei wrote. Li Jianping volunteered to help. It was a rare thing for the little girl to write Spring Festival couplets in the street, and some people gathered to watch.