Even though Song Yuehua didn't understand calligraphy, she could still tell that the characters were written with great elegance.
After writing the couplets, Song Yuehua sent them to the Zhang family, Grandma Wang's family, Zhou Lizheng's family, and the Ma family.
After sending off the Wang family and the Zhang family, I went to the Ma family but didn't see Grandpa Ma. When I got there, Grandpa Zhou was not there either.
Song Yuehua asked, and then Lin nervously pulled the person into the house and whispered, "Something big happened in the Zhu family."
Bamboo craftsman?
Song Yuehua asked hurriedly, "Is it Grandpa Zhu?"
Lin looked a little terrified. "No, it was the bandits who attacked the blacksmith shop. There were only Zhao Xiaofu and his daughter in the shop at the time. By the time they were found, they were already dead..."
"No..." Song Yuehua felt confused. The New Year was about to come, so how could she encounter such a thing again?
Song Yuehua asked, "Has the thief been caught?"
Lin shook her head, her eyes moistened. "That night, Blacksmith Zhao took his wife out to deliver goods, leaving only the mother and daughter in the iron shop. Unexpectedly..."
Song Yuehua forgot how she got home.
Seeing her like this, Tian was a little worried. Song Yuehua said to her, "Aunt Tian, ask the villagers to bring red paper to the school, and the teacher can help them write couplets for free."
After Tian left, Song Yuehua continued to be in a daze.
Among the three sisters, Zhu Qingqing, Zhao Tieniang and Zhao Xiaofu, Qingqing is the most lively and likes to jump around, while Zhao Xiaofu always smiles with her lips pursed and eyes narrowed.
Zhao Tieniang is the oldest and will always stay behind her two younger sisters.
I was in class not long ago, how come...
That night, Song Yuehua went to Zhou's house again and heard that Grandpa Zhou and Grandpa Ma had not returned yet.
It was not until the next night that Lin came to the Song family specially and said that Zhou Lizheng had returned, and Song Yuehua hurried over.
There is not only Zhou Lizheng in the Zhou family, but also Grandpa Ma.
"Girl, you're here?" Zhou Lizheng looked a little tired.
Song Yuehua asked quickly, "How are Xiaofu and his mother?"
Zhou Lizheng shook his head helplessly. "That child was lucky. She survived a few days, but her mother died at that time..."
As soon as the words fell, the whole room fell silent.
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