The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 227: The first Spring Festival

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A Chou didn’t understand what butterflies and phoenixes were, but he knew what life and life, day and night were, not to mention what joy and joy were. Such obvious words, A Chou blushed immediately, and she looked at The fiery red couplets in front of her made her heart feel warm. She let Zhong Mingwei hug her from behind and rested her chin on her shoulder. The man's breath was right next to her ears, and his hot breath was , causing A Chou's ears to turn red.

"Do you like it?" Zhong Mingwei put his mouth against A Chou's ear and asked softly.

"How can there be such Spring Festival couplets? You are so unruly..." A Chou said coyly with a red face. While avoiding the man's lips and tongue, he lowered his head and whispered, "How can you look like this? It's Spring Festival couplets, rather like..."

"What does it look like?" Zhong Mingwei asked gently.

It's like the couplets people post when celebrating weddings.

It's just that, A Chou couldn't say it out loud. A Chou was so shy that he turned around and plunged into the man's arms, rubbed himself inside, and said coquettishly: "Can I not tell you? You Can you please stop asking?"

"Okay, but I have to ask for some benefits..." Zhong Mingwei said softly, lowering his head and covering A Chou's red lips.

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Zhong Mingwei wrote Spring Festival couplets one after another for the main door, side room, outer hall, and kitchen, as well as several pairs of big Chinese characters "福". His calligraphy was really good, even though A Chou didn't know any fonts and calligraphy, but he still I also think men’s handwriting is beautiful, but with such beautiful handwriting, I have never written it on red paper, let alone Spring Festival couplets. Zhong Mingwei sighed in his heart while writing the word "blessing", saying, This is the first Spring Festival he has ever celebrated in his life, the first real Spring Festival, and also the first Spring Festival he has celebrated with his little girl.

He doesn’t have to go to the palace before dawn to pay respects to the Queen Mother and his father, nor does he have to go to the ancestral temple to offer sacrifices. He doesn’t have to go to the soul of the Zhenxian Queen to bow down. He doesn’t have to worry about the gifts for the Queen Mother and his father. In the huge Hall of Supreme Harmony, I watched the singing and dancing that I was tired of watching long ago, and ate the cold imperial meal.

At this moment, he and A Chou were just like ordinary young couples, happily preparing to stay up late.

He was writing Spring Festival couplets on the small table, and Achou sat cross-legged on the side, cutting window grilles. The sun shone in through the window paper, and the whole place was filled with warmth and peace.

"Can you still cut paper?" Zhong Mingwei was very surprised when he saw A Chou's hand holding the scissors flexibly cutting paper on the paper.

"Yes," A Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile, "Generally, people who can do embroidery can also cut paper. If you usually do a lot of cutting and embroidery, you will naturally be able to do it."

"Then what are you cutting?" Zhong Mingwei asked A Chou, pointing to the window grill she was cutting.

"You'll find out later." A Chou whispered, lowering his head and continuing to cut the paper carefully.

"Okay." After finally cutting it, A Chou put down the scissors, gently unfolded the window grille, and brought it to Zhong Mingwei, while asking gently, "Do you recognize what pattern this is?"

"This is..." Zhong Mingwei looked at the pair of smiling eyes and round-headed men and women on the paper-cut, and said with some hesitation, "The two immortals in harmony?"

"Do you recognize it?" A Chou's face suddenly turned red to the root of his neck, and he muttered in a low voice, "I thought you grown men didn't understand these things at all..."

"What are you going to do to cut the two immortals together?" Zhong Mingwei smiled and held A Chou in his arms. He leaned over and kissed A Chou's crimson cheeks and asked with a smile, "I heard that people cut window grilles. Cut the word "Fu", cut three yangs to bring good luck, or cut bamboo to bring peace and so on. How can you, a girl, cut a "harmony and two immortals"?"

"You are allowed to write such a shameful couplet, but you are not allowed to cut a piece of Hehe Erxian?" A Chou was dissatisfied, muttered and looked at Zhong Mingwei, but in the end he was still embarrassed, looking at the Hehe Erxian on his palm, Then he whispered, "Otherwise... I won't post this anymore, and I'll make another cut..."

"No, just post this, I like the two immortals Hehe the best," Zhong Mingwei said, pointing to the two immortals Hehe, and said to A Chou with a smile, "Girl, look at this man, this man looks like me, this woman Like you."

"Bah! It's not like that. I'm much prettier than her," A Chou didn't agree, but he couldn't help but laugh. He put his arms around the man's neck and nibbled on his chin twice. , while he chuckled, "But when we get old, that may be it. You can't dislike me then."