Su Muyao could be considered a mascot at the stall.
By the end of the day, the Su family had sold almost all the Spring Festival couplets they had brought, leaving only one or two pairs. They made a fortune.
At noon, they quickly ate two steamed buns each outside and then continued hawking their wares.
By the time the stalls closed in the evening, only one or two lonely paintings remained hanging on the stalls.
A young man walked by and said, "Boss, are you closing up shop so early? I'll take both of these."
When Su Laosan saw that even the last two couplets had been sold, he happily rolled up the couplets and handed them over to the recipient.
After selling for about two days, the villagers finally found out that Su Laosan had taken Xiao Fubao to town to sell couplets.
No sooner had the stall been set up than the villagers from Taoliu Village, who had come to the market in oxcarts, surrounded it.
In an instant, the lovely people in the village surrounded Su Muyao.
Grandma Chen insisted on stuffing a boiled egg into Su Muyao's arms.
Then she smiled and said, "Oh, my little lucky baby, quickly help Grandma choose a couplet."
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Su Muyao looked through the couplets and finally chose one that read "May wealth flow in from all directions" and handed it to Granny Chen.
"Third Grandma will make a fortune."
Granny Chen grinned so wide her mouth stretched to her ears, and then pinched Su Muyao's cheek.
"Oh my, did you all see that? This little lucky star is wishing me great wealth. Look how clever this child is!"
The villagers nearby were not happy that Granny Chen had been keeping Little Lucky Star all to herself for so long.
Taking advantage of her size, Old Lady Li, who was of the same generation as her, pushed Old Lady Chen aside with a single shove.
"Little Lucky Star, why don't you help Grandma choose a Spring Festival couplet too?"
Su Muyao nodded, walked up to the Spring Festival couplets, carefully selected one, and finally pointed to a pair and said to Grandma Li, "Grandma Li, may you live a long life."
This delighted Old Mrs. Li; her face was practically beaming with joy as she scooped the little dumpling from Su Laosan's arms.
"Oh my, my little lucky star, how come you have such a sweet tongue? Come on, have some candy."
As she spoke, Grandma Li held Little Lucky Star in one arm and took out two candies from her pocket with the other, handing them to Su Muyao.
One by one, these villagers bought another pair of Spring Festival couplets.
Basically, everyone calls him "Little Lucky Star," "My Darling," or "My Little Darling."
The Liu family matriarch from the next village had a black face the whole time. In previous years, people from both villages would buy couplets from her family during the Spring Festival.
But this year everyone bought Spring Festival couplets from Old Su's shop, and when he looked at the huge pile of couplets on his own stall that he hadn't sold a single one, his anger flared up.
Liu's sixth wife was thinking that in previous years she could always make a profit, but she never expected that she wouldn't sell a single item this year.
Only after everyone from Taoliu Village had left did Liu's sixth wife dare to act arrogantly.
"I think you've had enough. Why don't you hurry back? What are you still doing here? People shouldn't be too greedy."
Su Sanlang didn't care about the strange and sarcastic remarks of Granny Liu from the next village.
But Su Muyao wouldn't stand for this nonsense and managed to break free from her father's embrace.
This time, the shouts became even more energetic: "Come and take a look, everyone! Check out these freshly made couplets!"
It sounded like a chubby, babyish voice, but it carried far, causing many people to stop and walk over.
Granny Liu watched as the little milk ball struggled to call out, attracting many people to come over.
In no time, Old Su's Spring Festival couplets stall was surrounded by a huge crowd.
Enraged, Granny Liu kicked the small stool next to her and muttered curses under her breath, "Why do they only buy from them and not from me? Why?"
In previous years, you all bought from my store.
Su Muyao looked at Granny Liu's vicious gaze, as if she wanted to devour her alive.
Su Muyao, however, made a cheeky face at Liu's sixth wife.
Although the people were illiterate, they were not stupid.
The Spring Festival couplets sold at Liu's stall were worlds apart from those sold at Old Su's stall.
Granny Liu was so angry that she was completely upset. She sat on the small stool she had brought with her, sulking.
I'm just an old woman. I can't beat them even if I want to, and I can't scold them because there are too many of them. I'll just end up getting the short end of the stick.
At this moment, the village chief also came over. (′△｀)
"Does the Su family still have any mistresses? Give me a few too."
"The Lunar New Year is coming soon, and I'll bring these with me when I visit relatives."
Seeing that there were only one or two paintings left on the stall, Su Sanlang said to the village chief, "Uncle Village Chief, you're a little late, but it's alright. I'll go back and finish writing them and then bring them to you."
Another day passed, and Su Sanlang, with a big bag of money in his pocket, happily led his two older brothers and his dear daughter home.
Several more people came to buy couplets, but Su Laosan replied to them all, "Sorry, we're out. We'll come back to sell couplets tomorrow, so come early tomorrow."
Seeing this scene made Granny Liu's eyes blaze with fury; she wished she could overturn the family's stall at any moment.
Unfortunately, she didn't have the courage herself, and could only watch helplessly as others packed up their stalls and went home early.
When Su Muyao got home, she overheard her grandparents' conversation.
"Old man, look how capable our Fubao is. When she gets married, she'll definitely outshine her husband."
"What are you saying, old woman? Isn't being capable a good thing?"
As soon as Old Man Su finished speaking, a bad feeling rose in his heart, as he recalled those snot-nosed people in the village.
She didn't like any of them. Putting aside the fact that they were all just average-looking, their slovenly appearance was not a good match for her clean and tidy little daughter.
The more Old Man Su thought about it, the sadder he became. The thought of his precious granddaughter growing up and marrying those scoundrels made him feel as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out.
As soon as they got home, they saw that the yard was piled with things.
After inquiring, I learned that it was a gift from the villagers.
After Grandma Su had finally finished entertaining the villagers, they had just sat down to have a drink of water.
My three sons came back with my granddaughter.
Su Muyao, who had just returned, was soon blocked at her doorstep by the village aunties.
These people saw Su Muyao as if she were a piece of gold, and rushed forward to surround the little dumpling.
Su Muyao had just woken up, her head still groggy, and her chubby face was forced to start its "business" again.
The older woman touched it, and the grandmother gently flicked it.
Grandma Su quickly scooped the little dumpling into her arms, thus escaping the clutches of the crowd.
"Everyone came here for Spring Festival couplets, right? They're all sold out now."
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