Siheyuan: Lou Xiaoe's rear-end at the beginning

Chapter 104 [Xu Damao is a fool, the Public Security Bureau is looking for Liu Jiacheng (subscribe)]

"Jiacheng, I want to talk to you about something."

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I plan to write couplets for every household."

"There are two houses in your house. It is absolutely necessary to use two couplets. You can find me in the front yard later, and the uncle will write it for you first."

While speaking, Yan Bugui glanced into Liu Jiacheng's room from time to time.

For two couplets, at least two taels of peanuts should be given to him!

"no need!"

Liu Jiacheng couldn't help laughing.

Write couplets for him?
Nice to say!

It's nothing more than thinking about the new year's goods he just bought.

In the past, Yan Bugui would write couplets to the compound every Chinese New Year, but he was ignored.

It's not because he doesn't buy many new year's goods every year, so he just eats casually to deal with it.

Seeing that he bought so many things this year, he licked his face?
This old thing is really good enough!
"Don't tell me!"

"If you don't post couplets during Chinese New Year, is it still called Chinese New Year?"

"The meaning of posting couplets is to pray for good fortune..."

Yan Bugui stood in front of the door chattering and spreading the meaning of posting couplets.

"I will solve the matter of couplets myself."

Liu Jiacheng had no time to argue with Yan Bugui standing at the door, turned around and went back to the room, closing the door behind him.

No matter how much Yan Bugui said, it was just to plot against him!
This year, he really plans to post couplets and hang lanterns, so that he can have the most meaningful year since he came to this world.

But... he would never let Yan Bugui, a good abacus, write this couplet.

"Jiacheng, how about giving you another lucky letter?"

Standing in front of the door, Yan Bugui saw that there was no movement in the room for a long time, so he could only leave in disgrace.

"What else can you think of."

"It's nothing more than going to the market outside to buy two couplets."

"Can the couplets outside be as good as mine?"

"It's still so expensive!"

While muttering, Yan Bugui returned to the front yard.

……

the other side.

BangJiao ran home from the outside, opened the door and started clamoring for firecrackers.

"What firecrackers do you want!"

"That thing is so dangerous, what if it blows up your hand?"

With the current situation of the Jia family, let alone buying firecrackers for the stick.

Their family doesn't even have the ability to improve a single meal!
"Mom, I want it!"

"Other children have them, but I don't."

"I want firecrackers!"

Bang Geng hugged Qin Huairu's leg, so he was just sitting on the ground and rolling like Jia Zhang.

"Qin Huairu, you useless woman!"

"Hurry up and find a way to get some firecrackers for Bang Giao."

"By the way, I'll buy some more meat. I want to eat meat dumplings during the Chinese New Year."

Although Jia Dongxu scolded harshly, his speech had gradually become weak.

Qin Huairu could also see that Jia Dongxu's body was getting worse day by day recently, and the place where the limb was severed gradually began to darken.

It might be gone one day!

It would be a relief for her if that time came.

There is one less person in the family who scolds her, not to mention, and one less mouth to eat.

Upon hearing the dumplings, Jia Zhang couldn't help swallowing.

Getting up from the bed, he said, "Qin Huairu, you have to figure out a way to make dumplings."

Qin Huairu was so entangled with Banggen that he had no choice but to say helplessly, "Banggen, go to your silly uncle for it."

She definitely won't buy firecrackers for the stick here!
The living expenses of only ten yuan a month can keep the whole family from starving by eating steamed buns every day.

For other things, he could only rely on Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai.

In Qin Huairu's heart, she also really wanted to ask for it from Shazhu. If she could get one or two yuan, she would even have the money to make dumplings.

Before Banggen reached Shazhu's door, he was stopped by Xu Damao.

"You want firecrackers, don't you?"

"Are these enough?"

Xu Damao took out thirty cents from his pocket.

He has heard what happened just now!

Just as Bang Geng was about to take the dollar, Xu Damao's hand suddenly raised to a height that Bang Geng couldn't reach.

"I'm not finished yet."

"The thirty cents can be given to you, but you have to do one thing for me."

"If you do it well, I can give you another dollar!"

Xu Damao is not a living Bodhisattva.

Everything he does has a purpose!

"whats the matter?"

Stick stick has been looking up at the thirty cents in Xu Damao's hand.

It can be said that he has never received so much money since he was a child.

To him...that's a lot of money!

Most importantly, Xu Damao said that he could give him another yuan!

Obviously knowing that Xu Damao is not a good person, but the temptation of money can't make Bang Giao leave at all.

"Use the firecrackers you bought on Shazhu's body, and blow up this bastard for me."

"As long as you do well, I'll give you a dollar after the matter is over."

"How about it?"

Xu Damao had this plan in mind when he heard Banggen clamoring for firecrackers in the room.

The last time that bastard Shazhu revealed the matter of his extinct family, it brought huge troubles to his life.

Now the workers in the rolling mill look at him differently than before!
This hatred... Xu Damao has always remembered it.

"OK, no problem!"

Stick almost agreed without even thinking about it.

When eating the leftovers brought back by Sha Zhu, the stick will think that Sha Zhu is very good.

But usually... Silly Zhu is just a silly Zhu in his eyes!
I even think that Shazhu is stupid!
"Remember, if you tell others about this, the dollar will be lost."

When handing over the [-] cents to Bang Geng, Xu Damao made a point of exhorting him.

Sticking the money, he ran out of the courtyard to buy firecrackers.

……

The next afternoon.

Yan Bugui placed a square table in the front yard, on which were the pen, ink and red paper that were being prepared to write couplets.

Many neighbors in the compound also came to the front yard with peanuts and millet.

Asking Yan Bugui to write couplets is an old tradition left by the compound for many years.

Everyone is very clear in their hearts!
Yan Bugui wrote couplets for them, and they gave Yan Bugui some peanuts, millet and so on.

Yan Bugui's writing is cheaper than outside, and they are all happy.

He Yushui came over: "Third Master, your handwriting is getting more and more beautiful."

"The rain can still speak!"

"This couplet is for your home."

He Yushui's praise made Yan Bugui feel very useful, and his face couldn't help but smile.

In particular, Yan Bugui felt relieved when he yelled "Third Master".

Now the whole compound still calls him the third master and only He Yushui is there.

"Third Master, then I will not be polite."

"I'll ask my brother to bring you some peanuts later."

He Yushui began to blow the couplet slightly, trying to let the couplet dry as soon as possible.

"Isn't Liu Jiacheng planning to post couplets this year?"

Hearing this sentence, Yan Bugui's writing hand stopped: "He said he has to find a way by himself."

"What do you think he can think of?"

"It's nothing more than going to the market outside to buy two couplets."

"What do you think he spent the money on?"

"After buying it back, let him regret it."

The neighbors in the compound understood why the Liu family didn't ask Yan Bugui to write couplets.

The two have a feud!

But they couldn't figure it out, since Yan Bugui had already decided to write for Liu Jiacheng, wouldn't it be good to save some money?
If you set this kind of anger, in the end, it is not yourself who suffers.

They thought that Liu Jiacheng had money to burn!

At this time, two comrades from the Public Security Bureau walked into the courtyard: "Excuse me...does Liu Jiacheng live here?"

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(End of this chapter)