Chapter 392 Good Luck
Breakfast was a little late today.
After breakfast, Zhou Ziwen took out the Spring Festival couplets he had cut earlier and arranged them one by one on the table.
Chen Qiaoyi was grinding ink obediently beside him, and her bright eyes would occasionally look at Zhou Ziwen.
Anyone can see that deep affection and attachment.
Zhou Ziwen took his stance, held the brush and began to write.
His level 4 calligraphy skills made his brush writing look very good.
Because of his boxing training, his handwriting is strong and powerful, each stroke is extremely neat and looks very comfortable.
The couplets of this era are nothing new, and you can't write them randomly, and many words can't be used openly.
Zhou Ziwen is a cautious person and naturally would not make mistakes in this regard.
The couplets he wrote are also in line with the characteristics of the times.
"Welcome the New Year with joy and happiness to your family, and may peace and good fortune come to you both inside and outside."
Horizontal banner: Peace in all seasons.
"Ziwen, your handwriting is very good!"
There is nothing much to say about this couplet, but Zhou Ziwen's calligraphy is extremely beautiful, and even Chen Shiying praised it highly.
"As long as it's not embarrassing to write it down, it's fine." Zhou Ziwen laughed and felt very satisfied.
If it weren't for the auto-switch panel that helped him break through the bottleneck and reach the fourth level of calligraphy skills, his handwriting wouldn't be so beautiful.
"How can it be embarrassing to have such beautiful handwriting? Brother Ziwen's handwriting is even better than our high school teacher's!" Chen Qiaoyi looked at Zhou Ziwen in admiration, her eyes sparkling.
"Haha, you only know how to say nice things." Zhou Ziwen rubbed her head with amusement.
This girl is in love, and everything he says is right. I guess if he says sugar is salty, she would believe it without hesitation.
However, Zhou Ziwen particularly likes Chen Qiaoyi's personality.
After all, Chen Qiaoyi is his wife, such a lovely wife, he loves her so much!
Next, Zhou Ziwen wrote several couplets in succession.
There is a sticker at the entrance of each of the two courtyards, the entrance of the living room, the entrance of the bedroom, and even the entrance of the kitchen.
As soon as a few couplets are posted, the New Year atmosphere immediately arises.
Then he hung the red lantern he had made earlier at the gate of the yard.
The Chen sisters also pasted the Chinese characters for "Fu" (good fortune) that they had cut earlier on the doors and windows.
Seeing them busy here, Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang from next door also ran out.
"Brother Zhou, your handwriting is so beautiful. Please write two for me. After seeing your handwriting, my handwriting is so bad."
Seeing the couplet Zhou Ziwen posted at the door, Shen Zhaodi said with a smile.
"Okay, then give me your couplet. I'll write it for you based on what you want it to say." Zhou Ziwen nodded readily.
"Thank you, Brother Zhou."
Hearing this, Shen Zhaodi hurriedly turned back home and soon ran over with several pieces of cut couplet paper.
This time, the couplet was written by Shen Zhaodi herself, and Zhou Ziwen was only responsible for writing it.
They are all educated people, including Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang, who all graduated from high school.
Composing a couplet is not a difficult task for them.
On the side, Zhou Chaoyang looked at the words written by Zhou Ziwen, hesitated for a long time, and finally ran home in a hurry, and soon came back with a few couplets.
"Brother Zhou, it's better not to bother two people with one thing. Please help me write it too!"
Zhou Chaoyang said with a smile.
He originally thought that as a man, even if his handwriting was not very good, he could still write it himself.
But after struggling for a while, he realized that it seemed a bit embarrassing to do so.
After all, his calligraphy is not as beautiful as Zhou Ziwen's.
It would be embarrassing if someone compared Zhou Ziwen's handwriting with his in the future.
"Haha, now you know that your handwriting is not as good as Brother Zhou's? Didn't you brag that your handwriting is good?" Shen Zhaodi looked at Zhou Chaoyang with a mocking expression.
"I'm just too lazy to do it." Zhou Chaoyang's face flushed, but he still refused to give in.
"Oh, no means no, what's there to quibble about?" Shen Zhaodi said with disdain.
"Hmph, today I'll show you how powerful my handwriting is."
Zhou Chaoyang snorted in dissatisfaction, and did not let Zhou Ziwen help him write. He just got ready and started writing with the brush.
I have to say that high school students of this era are real talents, and Zhou Ziwen's calligraphy is not as bad as everyone imagines.
Although it’s not very beautiful, it’s acceptable.
"Haha, so this is your handwriting. I thought it was so beautiful, but it turns out not even mine can compare to it." Seeing Zhou Chaoyang's handwriting, Shen Zhaodi began to laugh without hesitation.
They eat together and spend every day together. I guess some couples can't compare to their relationship.
This level of joke is nothing.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Zhou Chaoyang was angry, but he did not get angry.
After all, he and Shen Zhaodi were already very familiar with each other, and he knew this girl's personality very well.
To put it nicely, it's called speaking one's mind; to put it bluntly, it's called being outspoken.
Arguing with this girl is just asking for trouble.
As someone who can't cook, what does it matter if I suffer a little injustice?
The world is big, but eating is the most important thing.
Today is New Year's Eve, and they agreed to celebrate the New Year together.
After Zhou Ziwen put up the Spring Festival couplets and hung up the red lanterns, the Chen sisters and Shen Zhaodi also started to get busy.
They were busy in the kitchen preparing tonight's New Year's Eve dinner.
Zhou Ziwen did not interfere in this matter. Although he could, he could not do all the housework.
Only when everyone is busy together can we create the New Year atmosphere.
Look, whether it is the Chen sisters or Shen Zhaodi and the others, everyone has a bright smile on their face.
Before lunch time, they had already made some snacks such as tofu balls, sugar triangles, bean buns, small hedgehogs, small snakes, and small jujube flowers.
Every time she made something, Chen Qiaoyi would bring a plate over to Zhou Ziwen as if she was presenting a treasure, so that Zhou Ziwen could have a taste.
Zhou Ziwen accepted everything they offered him, and he would eat anything they made.
By the time he had lunch, even though he had a big appetite, his stomach was only half full.
They had dumplings for lunch. Zhou Ziwen helped to prepare the filling, and several girls rolled out the dough. As for Zhou Chaoyang, he became the one who made the fire.
But Zhou Chaoyang was happy to do it.
The temperature outside was very low, at least minus thirty degrees Celsius, but it was very warm inside the house, especially in front of the earthen stove.
It's very comfortable to burn a fire and warm yourself by it.
Soon, the dumplings were ready and Chen Shiying put them in a steamer.
When it was brought to the living room, the stove in the house had already been lit.
The heat from the stove dissipated, dispelling the cold air coming in from outside.
While eating dumplings, everyone discussed what to eat in the evening.
Fish must be eaten, which means there will be surplus every year. This is a good omen.
Then there are the chickens. There are three roosters in the house that have just grown up.
For these roosters that don't lay eggs, their only purpose is to be served on the table.
The homonym of “chicken” is “ji”, which means good luck. Let’s eat chicken tonight.
(End of this chapter)
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