Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 127 Here Comes, A Purposeful Hit Up

The two bicycles traveled westward and came to a military compound.

There are little soldiers standing guard at the gate, and there is also a little soldier on duty in the gate booth.

Li Lu doesn't need to sign in when she goes home, the soldiers all know each other.

On weekdays, the elders and girls of the chief's family in which building...they are all clear.

Don't think that little soldiers don't gossip in private.

It's just that they are disciplined, they only digest in a small area, and they speak strictly to the outside world.

"Okay, let's send it here."

"Then I will go there early in the morning of the third day."

"Hmm...Maybe Xiaomi and I will go back at night on the second day of junior high school..."

"Okay, I see."

Wei Pingan put Xiaomi down from the seat on the beam.

Wei Dabao hadn't sat in the child seat bundled with this car, so Wei Xiaomi tried it out first.

How should I put it, reluctantly.

"Happy New Year, Dad. Goodbye."

The little girl was tearful, she was with her father just now, and she hadn't stayed enough yet, and she was about to separate again.

"Happy Chinese New Year, Xiaomi. We'll see you again in three days. Dad will give Xiaomi a great New Year's gift."

"Uh-huh."

Wei Xiaomi nodded fiercely, tears were thrown out, and she tried not to wipe them away.

It's as if if she doesn't wipe it deliberately, the tears will not exist, and parents will not be able to see them.

Li Lu was also very sad, but there was nothing she could do.

The family formed by deformed love is very fortunate and satisfied to have reached this point.

Don't expect too much.

After suffering for so many years, she really understands the blow of "the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment".

Can't wait any longer.

The "gifts" brought home during the Chinese New Year were all tied to the back of Li Lu's car.

Wei Pingan hung the remaining net bag on the handlebar of Li Lu's bicycle, and Wei Xiaomi followed behind the bicycle, saying goodbye to Dad Wei step by step.

"Mom, Yuanyuan said that the New Year is reunion, and the teacher said that reunion is a family together, but our family celebrates the New Year, leaving Dad alone, will he feel uncomfortable?"

As expected of her father's little padded jacket, the four-year-old little loli has perfect logic, and her love for her father is written between the lines.

"So, after we finish spending time with grandma and grandpa, we'll go back. Go back to our own home and celebrate the new year with dad."

"Well, I know."

The small villa of Lao Li's family, the old couple looked forward to it.

It's just that one is looking out from the window sill, and the other is standing at the door and looking around.

"Hey, Xiaomi, come here, let grandma hug... Xiaolu, it's good to be back, it's good to be back, why are you taking so many things..."

Mother Tian especially hoped that their father and daughter would get back together again.

While it's unclear why there was such a sudden shift this year, the direction is always good.

"Grandma, I saw Dad."

Mama Tian was taken aback: "Little baby, where did you meet Daddy?"

"Just now my father sent me and my mother to the door, and we came in by ourselves. My father said to wait for three days before coming back to celebrate the new year with my mother..."

Wei Xiaomi stretched out his short and tender little fingers and raised three fingers.

Mother Tian turned to look at her daughter.

"Well, Big Brother Wei is here, we talked about it."

"Go into the room and talk, let's talk in the room first."

Lao Li sat back on the sofa a long time ago. It seemed that everything was going on as usual, and he didn't have any special expectations for his daughter to go home.

Men are all like this. A father's love for his children is more tactful, tactful, and obscure, and he can't say it like a mother.

Most of the father's love is reflected in actions, just like cooking dumplings in a teapot, there are obviously in the stomach, but they just can't be poured out.

"Dad, I'm back."

"Grandpa, I saw Dad."

Wei Xiaomi shared the most important thing with her dearest grandma besides her mother, and then went into the house, and shared with her grandpa what made her happy these two days.

"Xiaolu, Wei Ping'an went looking for you?"

Lao Li frowned and asked seriously.

"Yes, he came to see me yesterday...and said that I will be his woman in the future."

Li Lu straightened her neck and said confidently.

Lao Li was on the verge of rage again.

"Okay, my daughter and Xiaomi just arrived, are you going to get angry and drive them away?"

"I……"

Lao Li also stuck his neck, looking from a distance, the father and the daughter seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

"This little bastard doesn't... Forget it, I'm just angry. Can't I ask for an explanation for marrying my daughter from the old Li family? What kind of fucking genius can come up with such a wicked idea..."

The alert was lifted, and Li Lu took Xiaomi back to her room first.

The room is very clean, just like before I left. The toys and headbands from my childhood are still in the box, and they are in the box.

These are now inherited by Xiaomi.

Lao Li has more gray hair at the temples. It used to be black mixed with white, but now it is white mixed with black.

Five years, in the eyes of some people, is just a flick of a finger.

And for some people, how many five years are left in life?
Li Lu turned her head to look at the door, her gaze seemed to pass through the wall, and she saw the old couple in the living room who were arranging cigarettes, alcohol and New Year's goods on the coffee table together.

"Ugh."

……

Wei Pingan rode back to the courtyard.

Li Lu and Wei Xiaomi were going home to have dinner with grandma and grandpa, so Wei Pingan rode fast, and when they got home, they chased Ai Mulin.

"What a coincidence that the two of you came back. The meal is on the table, and you are back."

Zhou Wen should be in a good mood and can take the initiative to joke.

The dinner was very hearty. The old lady made Northeast-style braised pork and a dish of vinegared lotus flower.

It is vinegared cabbage, put some soaked black fungus, and put it on a plate in black and white, with a complete color and fragrance.

It is a good appetizer.

So Ai Muyan ate five big steamed buns.

One more than Wei Ping'an.

After the meal, the old lady helped to boil water and make tea, and coaxed the children, while the remaining four fought against each other on the chessboard.

The two armies are fighting against each other, Wei Pingan and Zhou Wen are naturally in the same team, and they are fighting against the other combination of aunt and nephew.

Zhou Wen played against Ai Muyu, and they lined up between the Chu River and the Han Realm. The two stinky chess players who had just learned the rules of chess were fighting fiercely. On the other side, Wei Pingan played against Zhou Zimo. pieces.

From the battle situation to the teaching situation.

But regardless of whether it was fighting or teaching, I had a great time playing.

Wei Dabao was also very happy, he used the chess pieces they ate to play house by himself.

Every time the game ends, you have to pick and pull one by one to spell out a pair to continue.

Wei Dabao will also yell, you have taken my iron-headed baby, you can use this...

Oh, Dad, look, my aunt is grabbing my toy...

Mom, hurry up, I want that, it's that...

Well, it was fun.

Go to bed early tonight and get up late tomorrow morning.

During the year, only New Year's Eve and the first and second days of junior high school can we sleep late.

Because on New Year's Eve, we have to "keep the year and say goodbye to the year", so we go to bed early and get up late so that we can have the energy to stay up until the next morning.

The old lady hugged Wei Dabao and slept with Zhou Zimo on the second floor, while Ai Mulin set up a plank bed on the first floor, which is equivalent to a floor bunk.

Wei Ping'an and Zhou Wen's young couple slept in the main room.

Because of the little episode of Li Lu and Wei Xiaomi, Zhou Wen also made a fuss tonight.

The calmness and calmness in front of people are all shown to the relatives around me, in order not to make them worry.

But in fact, how could a woman get along so quickly with another woman sharing her man for nothing.

So Zhou Wen was a little ruthless tonight, and in the end he couldn't tell whether he fell asleep or passed out.

Anyway, Wei Ping'an had made up his mind that tonight's vigil should not be too late, if it couldn't be done, Zhou Wen and Dabao should go to bed first.

Only one person from the family can keep vigil.

The old custom is to drive away the "Nian Beast" and pick up children, so it is not necessary for the whole family to guard together.

boom!
clang clang!
"Little bastard, why are you making trouble during the Chinese New Year? Hey, don't run away, stick, come here..."

Early in the morning, Wei Ping'an was awakened by a loud sound of firecrackers.

Very close to his yard, he could feel the restlessness of Hong Niu and the two children.

Dogs have good noses and good ears.

What humans hear is a loud noise, but what they hear is far more terrifying than what humans hear.

"This little brat has grown crooked."

Wei Pingan opened his eyes, looked at the roof and sighed.

Sitting up, he pulled Zhou Wen's arms and legs off his body.

Zhou Wen had consumed too much and hadn't recovered yet, continuing to sleep soundly.

Wei Pingan looked at his watch, it was not yet 6 o'clock.

This boy Banggen really should be taught a lesson. He set off firecrackers early in the morning before it was bright.

Hearing that sound just now, could it be that the window glass of He Yuzhu's house was broken.

The two families who fell in love and killed each other, as expected, answered the old saying, it's not that enemies are at odds.

Whether Qin Huairu loves Shazhu or not, Wei Pingan didn't bother to speculate, but the intention of playing tricks is quite obvious.

One has an idea and wants to try it, and there is an old guy next to him chasing the young man, and the other is also very happy about it.

Anyway, I don't reject it, I don't express my opinion, I just fly it like a kite.

It's just looking at the flowers in the fog, and I don't know where I am in the mountains. He Yuzhu's reputation in this area and in the factory...

To put it bluntly, it's all light and easy.

But he hasn't noticed it himself, and he is proud of his job status as one of the eight members all day long.

Thinking wildly in my heart, I washed and dressed, took the couplets and door gods that had been prepared on the desk, and went out of the house.

Hong Niu came over, stood upright, put her paw on Wei Ping'an's shoulder, and whined twice.

Even if you become a mother, you are still a child's IQ. This kind of behavior is like suing your parents.

"Set off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, bear with it."

He patted the dog's head, and handed over a small pot of paste in his hand.

Hong Niu naturally bit the rim of the basin, and followed Wei Ping'an's buttocks, helping to paste the couplets.

There is particularity in posting couplets. Stand opposite the door, with the right hand up and the left hand down. If it is pasted upside down, it will make a joke.

Wei Pingan opened the courtyard door, holding a brush in one hand and a couplet in the other.

Use a brush to dip the paste basin in the dog's mouth, brush the door frame, and the back of the couplet, and paste it.

With spatial abilities, it is not easy to be symmetrical and even.

Pomegranate blossoms are better than fire, and labor benefits endlessly.

The content was said casually by Wei Pingan, and the font was written by Zhou Zimo himself.

After several years of persistent training, Zhou Zimo's brush calligraphy can barely be regarded as entering the room.

Anyway, those two pennies are much better than Yan Bugui's.

This is like a comparison, one is an internationally certified accountant who has entered the classroom, and the other is that the landlord's family has found a Mr. accountant who can read and write from the village.

But in the courtyard, it is still a personal relationship.

Yan Bugui's family doesn't need money to write couplets, and they have the habit of grabbing melon seeds and peanuts, which they have developed in the early years.

No matter how well written Wei Pingan's Zhou Zimo wrote, it did not delay the "profit" of the third grandpa's family.

The two are not related.

After the couplets were pasted on the gate of the courtyard, there were still two door gods.

In the past, posting couplets was very particular, and there were requirements for door openings, frame pairs, spring strips, and fighting parties. If the couplets were not posted correctly, people would laugh at them.

But now in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, we don't pay attention to those, but pay attention to simplifying everything.

But as the saying goes, "The plan for a year lies in spring." The common people have had an optimistic thinking concept since ancient times, that is, they place their hopes on the future and hope that the future will bring them good luck.

Everyone uses Spring Festival couplets to express a kind of expectation and high hope for the new year.

As for the door god, most people with children at home will post it.

The old lady pays attention to this, and the old lady bought these two door gods from the temple.

In the old capital city, besides the Changdian temple fair, there are also small temple fairs in many places, such as the temple fair where the old lady goes to "invite the door god" to protect the country...

He Yuzhu walked back with his head drooping, still holding a paper shell in his hand.

It is estimated that on New Year's Eve, he would not want to live comfortably.

There was a hole in the window, and the cold wind was blowing into the house, and a paper shell was used to block it.

When He Yuzhu saw Wei Pingan posting the couplet, he pretended not to see it, turned his head and took two big steps, and hurried into the house.

Wei Ping'an didn't even look back. After posting the couplets and the door god, he went back to the courtyard.

Hong Niu followed obediently, holding the paste basin in her mouth, her neck was straight, and she was still holding the balance of the paste basin.

He didn't pay attention to the gaze of the four pairs of eyes.

Behind is Qin Huairu through the glass window.

The pretty widow stared straight at Wei Ping'an's back, her expression was very complicated.

Jia Dongxu is gone, leaving their orphans and widows behind.

Endure Jia Zhang's all kinds of faultfinding and eccentricities from time to time every day.

In the factory, her education level is not high, and she is not competent for daily work. Not to mention the second-level fitter, most of the first-level fitters are "mixed".

Life is tight, and I am reluctant to open up to buy during the Chinese New Year.

Of the three children, only Banggeng has new clothes, and Xiaodang wears Banggeng's new clothes, and Sophora picks up Xiaodang's clothes...

This is the way to wear half-new clothes that are not old.

Jia Zhang would rather give the stick money to the supply and marketing agency to buy firecrackers than spend money to buy a piece of candy for Xiaodang Sophora japonica.

If it wasn't for me to keep a little bit of it, what would the two girls look like...

Whenever the night is quiet, Qin Huairu will silently think about the past.

As the pressure of life increased, she became more and more greedy for the choices that were once placed in front of her.

As it turned out, she made the wrong choice.

She can't live a good life like Wei Ping'an's envy, and now she doesn't even have the chance to say a word.

In front of Wei Ping'an, Ai Muli was watching him.

She got up when Hong Niu slung on Wei Ping'an's shoulder and talked.

As a special soldier, the sensitivity is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Wei Pingan didn't notice it, because it was really inconvenient to turn on the space projection to see his aunt.

Because clothes can see through too.

Wei Ping'an was afraid of the fire.

That's why I didn't notice that I was watched by Ai Mulin.

She really likes the three dogs at home.

I don't know why she always feels that the eyes of the three dogs of Wei Ping'an's family are full of sophistication.

Most of the time, she would overthrow her own thoughts, but today, she once again witnessed the "tacit understanding" between Hong Niu and Wei Ping'an, which made her face up to this issue again.

Hong Niu, she should be at least seven or eight years old...

"Sister, are you awake? Good morning."

Wei Pingan came to post the Spring Festival couplets, saw Ai Mulin standing by the window, and greeted with a smile.

Ai Muzhen pushed the door and walked out.

Even if it is Chinese New Year, he is still wearing a military uniform.

"Hong Niu and you have a tacit understanding, so obedient..."

The aunt struck up a conversation with a purpose, and that's how it started.

(End of this chapter)