In her previous life, Song Qingyun and her old man enjoyed a life of luxury, supported by their seven daughters.
When Song Qingyun finally repented, none of her seven daughters had lived past...
Xia Qingyu's eyes sparkled, she really wanted to play such music.
Want to dance.
"very nice."
"Let's also prepare a return gift for your Uncle Shen." Song Qingyun said in a gentle voice.
Music boxes were not considered valuable items in later generations, but nowadays, they are not easy to get.
"My uncle said he will go to the countryside after the New Year. He left me his address." Xia Qingyu said.
"Then let's mail some things to him after a while," said Song Qingyun.
"Yes, thank you, mother." Xia Qingyu responded.
"Go play for a while. The work in the kitchen is almost done. Zhiyao should go too."
The two little girls responded and went back to their room hand in hand to play with their music boxes.
They lay on the kang, watching the little girl dancing in the music box over and over again and listening to the music.
Time seems to have softened.
Big set.
Xia Weian and his friends found a place as usual. Early in the morning, there were a lot of people writing couplets.
Lu Huailin was busy for a while.
Xia Weian and Xia Changle helped him.
Xia Ruokui's place was also very lively. There were more people buying hairbands today, and Han Chengwu was standing next to her.
Xia Zhaoning was responsible for collecting the money.
Around eight o'clock, the crowd finally dispersed a little.
"Lu Lu! Changle!" Gu Xu's voice rang out. He hadn't arrived yet, but his voice had already come over.
"Xu Xu, we are here!" Xia Changle jumped onto the stool next to him and waved to Gu Xu.
"I'm here!" Gu Xu nimbly passed through the crowd and rushed over quickly.
Gu Changan tried his best to catch up, but he still couldn't catch up...
A rebellious son doesn't consider at all that his father is an adult.
"How is business?" Gu Xu asked immediately.
"There are so many people here. You came too late. I almost couldn't handle it in the morning." Xia Changle said.
"Oh, it's all my dad's fault. He delayed things. I got up early." Gu Xu clapped his hands.
Gu Changan: I - take the blame - for my biological father.
Xia Weian greeted Gu Changan and poured him a cup of hot water.
They still brought everything they needed to set up their stall.
“There are still quite a lot of people at the fair.”
"Well, I guess there will be no one here after ten o'clock today. Everyone is busy going home to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner." Xia Weian said with a smile.
"Lu Lu, come here and bring me fifteen pairs of couplets." Gu Xu said loudly, "I have many relatives, and I stopped all of them who didn't buy couplets."
"Well done, Xuxu!" Xia Changle patted Gu Xu's shoulder proudly.
Gu Xu chuckled foolishly.
Gu Changan was also amused. He especially liked watching Gu Xu and Xia Changle playing.
The childish words of the children made him feel happy.
Lu Huailin picked up his pen and began to write.
Gu Changan also leaned over to take a look.
"Lu Lu's handwriting is indeed very good. It can be seen that he has been practicing since childhood. He must have put a lot of effort in it when he was young."
Lu Huailin smiled a little embarrassedly.
Xia Changle wasn't embarrassed. She immediately praised him, "Yes, our Lulu's handwriting is beautiful. He works very hard and knows a lot of couplets. He's really great."
Lu Huailin's ears quietly turned red...
Soon, Lu Huailin finished writing fifteen couplets, which needed to dry before they could be rolled up.
Gu Xu watched it himself.
Xia Changle put the hand warmer into Lu Huailin's hand, "Warm it up."
"I'm not cold, you use it."
"I'm not cold either. Look, my hands are warm." Xia Changle said as he held Lu Huailin's hand.
"Is it hot?"
"Hot."
The two little ones smiled at each other foolishly.
I don't know what's so funny about them...
After Gu Xu and Gu Changan finished the couplets, they went back. It couldn't be too late to post the couplets.
Before leaving, Gu Xu did not forget to remind Xia Weian to remember to visit his house on the second day of the New Year.
Xia Weian responded with a smile.
Gu Changan: I always feel like I might lose my son at any time.
Xia Weian and his friends didn't set up their stall as late as usual. After ten o'clock, everyone packed up and went home.
Small courtyard.
When Xia Weian and the others came back, Li Zhao had already brought back the pork with Xia Zhihuan and Xia Suihe.
Li Zhao's friends also sent firecrackers.
Li Zhao placed a large string of firecrackers at the door.
Xia Weian and the others saw it when they came back.
"So many firecrackers!" Xia Changle was excited. She pulled Lu Huailin inside.
"Mom, when can we set off firecrackers?"
"Don't be in a hurry before eating. Your elder brother has prepared a lot." Song Qingyun said with a smile.
When Xia Changle saw so many firecrackers on the floor of the living room, he felt like he was about to take off with happiness.
You know, the children who can set off firecrackers in the village are the most enviable.
"Brother! You are so nice!" Xia Changle jumped up excitedly.
Li Zhao smiled and said, "If you like it, big brother will do it for you next year."
"I like it!" Xia Changle answered straightforwardly.
Li Zhao: Oh, seeing my sister so happy, I feel a sense of happiness and satisfaction.
The family is having a lively time.
Before lunch.
Li Zhao took the little girls out to set off firecrackers.
The crackling sound was very lively, like their life after leaving the Xia family's old house.
Lively and full of hope.
After lunch.
Song Qingyun gathered everyone in the living room.
She took out the clothes that were given to them.
All the children, including Han Chengwu and Li Zhao, were given a set of clothes, a pair of shoes, gloves and scarves.
The scarves and gloves have their own unique patterns.
"Mother, thank you."
"Mom, you're so nice."
"Mom, I love you so much."
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