Feifei taught me well. Tao Jingyuan originally wanted to join in and help with her, but was sent aside by the little ones.

Feifei said: "This is cut very quickly, and there is not enough paper. Mom, please do other things."

Dudu also pushed Su Wei to other places.

Seeing this, Li Meng and Pei Lingfeng walked away consciously.

[Is Doudou a plum blossom? She holds the plum blossom and looks so cute when she looks at the sky through the gap]

【I actually understood what Feifei taught me step by step】

[The window-cutting is full of memories. Now that I live in the community, I rarely see anyone pasting window-cutting. The property management will arrange such activities, but it is basically thrown away after cutting. Not many people actually paste them on doors and windows]

[There are many kinds of finished products now, which look more than the previous window flower types, but I still feel that there is no taste of results]

[Our generation, before the Spring Festival, the most common thing in their homes was red paper. At that time, the paper was thin, and the rice glue made of glutinous rice was pasted on doors and windows for a year without falling]

[Writing couplets is also a memory of a generation. After my daughter and I entered the city, they stopped being couplets, hey]

[At that time, I wrote the couplets at my house myself, and the words were not good-looking, but they were very meaningful]

Everyone recalled the scene of writing couplets and cutting window flowers when they were young, and some even found old photos and took photos and posted them in the comment section.

Mai Maijia, Xia Mo held the scissors and did not cut it off for a long time.

Women have a lot of thoughts.

"Xia Xia." Xiao Tianlin called the dazed woman in a low voice.

"Well, do you think we have experienced two worlds? When I was a child, my environment was much worse than that in Lan Village. Now I came to such a village to experience life. At that time, this environment was very common." Xia Mo was a little emotional.

Xiao Tianlin took his wife's shoulder: "Although he was poor at that time, he was very happy because everyone was poor."

"Yes, there are no cement roads, not so many electrical appliances, a black and white TV carries the happiness of the whole village. Children can wear new clothes during the New Year, but most of the clothes are made, and meat is rarely eaten once, and electricity is sometimes gone." When saying this, Xia Mo was a little dazed. Compared with the current living environment, it seemed that it was a thing in another world.

Li Yanchen felt quite the same, and he added: "At that time, even if you have money, you couldn't buy anything. There was only a very small shop in the village."

Lin Wan was born in the late 1990s, so she didn’t have that deep understanding. She was very poor when she was a child because she had no parents.

The children did not come from that era and could not imagine the scene at that time, but instead found it interesting.

Li Zexin said: "Grandma Huang told me that you liked playing with mud and drilling into haystacks at that time, and I was very envious."

"Then have you ever thought about lice that are full of heads? It's extremely itchy, what kind of head is to be cut?" Xia Mo continued.

"Okay, I won't envy it anymore."

"It's really heaven and earth." Xiao Tianlin breathed a sigh of relief: "Have you all written the essay "Returning to Hometown in Twenty Years"? I remember that I longed for cars on the way, and every household was bright in the house, but it was realized. In the past 20 or 30 years, the motherland has developed rapidly."

"Yes, everyone says they want to go back to the past, but can they still get used to the past?"

[I used to hope for development, but now I want to go back. People are never satisfied]

[I think it's pretty good now, with hope. In the past, everyone was similar, there was no competition, everyone lay flat, but the food, clothing, and housing were much worse than now]

[I don't want to live such a poor life again, but I hope to keep the customs]

[So too, I don't want those traditions to be discarded as society develops]

【Recalling the past is always full of emotions】

"Don't be sad, happy, isn't it good now?" Lin Wan stopped talking: "Nan Nan, is the plum blossom I cut right?"

“Yes, very good.”

Everyone started the task happily again.

After a while, Li Zexin came over.

"Ms. Lin, I wish you wealth and good fortune." Li Zexin gave his first work to Lin Wan.

Seeing that his younger brother began to flatter, Li Zexuan also sent the plum blossoms he had just cut in his hand: "Ms. Lin, the plum blossoms are more like you, Ling Han is not afraid, and they bloom alone."

"Is this all the more?"

"Aunt Lin, I cut a flower without a name, and I will give it to you too." Li Zekai joined in the fun.

Other children imitated one after another and gave their first work to their mother.

Li Yanchen stood aside and felt in a complicated mood. Why didn’t he deserve the ‘porn’ of a child?

Xiao Tianlin shouted "Brother Li", and then he stopped talking.

From his sympathetic eyes, Li Yanchen had guessed what Xiao Tianlin didn't say.

"Everyone must be attached to the doors, windows and walls, you can use snacks." Li Yanchen knocked on the small table.

[Boss Li is sad, Boss Li doesn't say it clearly, so he can only find reasons to protest]

【He reached out to take it, but no one paid attention and was deeply hit】

【The other baby boys were also given to their mothers】

[The other families are all one baby, the Li family has three, and none of them think of Boss Li]

"Yes, try to avoid any tricks as much as possible, otherwise it will be messy." Lin Wan responded.

"Okay, auntie, I'll cut the plum blossoms and stick them in the yard."

In less than an hour, the window flowers were cut, and everyone took their works and prepared to write couplets.

Staff are distributing ink and pens.

When the stationery store saw the rolls of red paper, it was afraid that the guests would not have the experience of writing couplets, so they bought some of them by purchasing and handed them to the guests.

Writing couplets was not challenging for Xiao Xiao. The boy cut the paper into long strips, measured the size of the tiger's mouth, and made a little mark on the position of each character.

After soaking the brush, the moisture is removed and the ink is directly stained. Then, with a large stroke of the pen, the flowing water is operated through the flowing water, and soon a pair of couplets is completed.

Xiao Xiao's words are vigorous and powerful, with balanced size and balanced.

['The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year, and the plum blossoms celebrate the New Year' is even better than the printed characters I bought]

[The word "Zhuangsheng" is not a joke, it must be good]

【That’s great! Boys write well, which is very important. It’s said that seeing words is like seeing people]

Xia Mo and Xiao Tianlin automatically sat aside and basked in the sun. Of course, such a glorious task of writing couplets was handed over to their son.

Xiao Xiao started practicing calligraphy in the first grade. Not to mention the couplets of these words, it would be a matter of minutes to let him write a picture of "Xiaoyaoyou".

Xia Mo and his wife have become accustomed to everyone's praise for their son. Xiao Xiao has been the kind of child from other people's homes since childhood.

Feifei's home, after cutting the window flowers with his best hand, he entered the environment of writing couplets.

Tao Jingyuan didn't know how to start writing, and her and Zheng Kuo's calligraphy was hard to describe.

It would be fine if my own house was posted to someone else's house now. If it was too ugly, the owner would feel attentive to see if the door would be removed when he came back.

(End of this chapter)


Chapter completed!