Li Jinfeng quickly smiled and said, "Grandpa, life is pretty good now! Right now, there's a shortage of all kinds of supplies. It's hard for ordinary people to even get a meal of meat. We have fish and meat. Who has a more comfortable life than us?"
After hearing this, Mr. Lu immediately felt relieved.
His granddaughter-in-law is easy to take care of and is not picky at all.
"By the way, Jianguo, please prepare the red paper, brush, inkstone, and inkstone. I will come and write Spring Festival couplets for our family."
Spring Festival couplets are posted during the Chinese New Year. Unlike decades later, when couplets were produced on factory assembly lines, at that time, couplets were still written by families.
When the original owner was at the Li family, the New Year's couplets were written by Li Fuman.
Although he did not receive much education, his calligraphy is so good that many learned people today would feel ashamed of themselves when they see it.
When everyone heard that Mr. Lu, who hadn't written Spring Festival couplets for many years, was going to do it himself, they were happy and excited.
They had a pleasant lunch. After lunch, Professor Guo Song did not go back to his room to sleep. Instead, he joined everyone in watching Mr. Lu write couplets.
The red paper for the couplets is also cut by myself. A piece of red paper costs five cents and can be used to write a pair of couplets. In addition, there are some small ones, such as "Children's Words Are Innocent" and "No Taboos".
Lu Mingfang took out five sheets of red paper from the house, and the task of cutting the red paper was given to Lu Mingfang.
This is not an easy job. The size of the upper and lower couplets must be consistent. One point more or one point less will not work.
If the paper couplets are cut in a messy way and of different sizes, they will definitely be laughed at if seen by outsiders.
Lu Mingfang cut five pairs of red paper couplets in one breath.
One set was kept by Mr. Lu, and the other was given to her two children. Both children were allocated houses at the company, and her son Guo Qingguo spent the New Year at the factory.
My daughter is with another colleague, but no matter where they are, they always have to put up Spring Festival couplets in the house they are assigned.
Then there is Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo’s new home, which also needs a pair of couplets.
There was one pair left, and Lu Mingfang thought about asking Li Jinfeng to give it to Feng Dachun. She remembered that on the first day she went to Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo's place, Feng Dachun sent over a few stools and borrowed cooking tools, so that everyone could have a good meal.
It's really embarrassing for Mr. Lu.
The meaning of each couplet is different, and each one must be original by the old man.
Consider, consider again, think and think again.
Finally, when he started writing, Mr. Lu was already confident.
Li Jinfeng watched from the side. The brush in Mr. Lu's hand was flying and dancing. At this moment, as time approached, the words fell one by one.
Only after seeing the calligraphy of Mr. Lu did Li Jinfeng realize what a true master's level was.
Those characters were truly the most beautiful and distinctive ones Li Jinfeng had ever seen.
After finishing one piece, he gave it to Lu Jianguo and Guo Song. They waited until the ink dried before putting it on the table beside them.
After finishing the last couplet, Mr. Lu put down his pen neatly.
Place the pen on the pen holder next to you and let it rest for a while.
Li Jinfeng's eyes narrowed into a straight line as she smiled. "Grandpa, you're really amazing. I'm afraid few people can match your skills."
"That's right. When my dad has nothing to do, he often copies the original works of famous calligraphers. For example, the calligraphy of Yan Zhenqing and Wang Xizhi, he read and practiced again and again." Lu Mingfang also looked proud.
Her handwriting is not good, but her father's is good!
"An authentic work by a famous artist?" Li Jinfeng became noticeably more interested when she heard this word.
"Does Miss Jinfeng like it?" asked Mr. Lu.
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