The Super Special Forces King Chapter 339: New Year’s Eve

Peaceful days always pass quickly, especially after adapting to the environment here, Li Yi and Ouyang Yao go to bed early and get up early every day, living very comfortably.

It was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye, and firecrackers started to be set off one after another in the quiet small village early in the morning. After breakfast, the two elders took out the prepared New Year's goods and began to prepare for the evening's New Year's Eve dinner.

In China, the New Year is the most important holiday, and nothing is more important than the New Year, so no matter where you are in the world or where you work hard, you will try your best to go home and reunite with your family.

Many people have returned home, and this originally quiet village has gradually become lively in the past few days, with red lanterns hung in front of every house.

Seeing that the neighbors were busy putting up Spring Festival couplets, Mei Xuefeng's father clapped his hands suddenly, and said regretfully, "I always feel that I bought something less this year, and I never thought about it. Old lady, why don't you remind me?" One sound!"

Mei Xuefeng's mother looked innocent when she heard the words, because she didn't know what she bought at all, and she never asked, how could she know such things.

"Why (read dei, softly)?"

Mei Xuefeng hurriedly asked after hearing the words.

"I'm getting older and my memory is poor. When I was shopping for New Year's goods in the early days, I didn't think about buying Spring Festival couplets. The shop for this New Year's Eve has long been closed. Where can I buy it!"

As he spoke, the old man sighed, as if he had made a big mistake.

Although for juniors like Li Yi, it doesn't matter whether they post Spring Festival couplets or not, but for the elderly, if they don't post a few Spring Festival couplets for auspiciousness, this year will not be complete.

Seeing his father's annoyed look, Mei Xuefeng was secretly anxious, but even the supermarket is closed on New Year's Eve, so even if he drives to the city now, he might be able to buy enough.

But since you can't buy it, you can write one yourself. Thinking of Li Yi showing his calligraphy, Mei Xuefeng's eyes suddenly brightened.

Although I don't know how good his calligraphy is, at least it looks very bluffing in Mei Xuefeng, so it's definitely not a problem to use it to fool the old man.

"Dad, is there any red paper and ink at home?"

Mei Xuefeng had an idea, and asked quickly.

"What's the matter? You still want to write it yourself?" The old man looked at Mei Xuefeng from head to toe suspiciously, and then said with a look of disgust: "Your handwriting is so clumsy, it's okay for the neighbors to see it." Don’t laugh your **** off, I’d rather choose not to post!”.

"Dad, am I your own?"

Seeing Mei Xuefeng's embarrassing appearance, the people watching beside him couldn't help laughing.

"Because it's my own, I know your virtues!"

Even though the old man who was always straightforward and even a bit stubborn was out of Lu Xiaorou's face, he had no intention of saving face for Mei Xuefeng at all.

"Okay, let me tell you the truth, our boss is a master of calligraphy, I will let him write in a while, I won't embarrass you, okay?"

Seeing the old man looking over, Li Yi smiled and nodded to him, agreeing with Mei Xuefeng's statement.

Seeing this, the old man stopped talking, turned around and walked into the back room, rummaged through the cabinet and took out a few pieces of red paper, and on the top of the cabinet, he found a half bottle of ink and a brush that was almost bald.

Setting up the table commonly known as "stand aside" in the Northeast, Li Yi spread red paper on it, cut it to a suitable size with a knife, and then used an empty water cup as a temporary "paperweight".

Although the Four Treasures of the Study at this level are a bit rudimentary, but fortunately, it will not affect Li Yi's performance. .

The Spring Festival couplets were originally Taofu, and the name "Spring Festival couplets" has only been known since the Song Dynasty, so Li Yi chose the "Feibai style" commonly used by people in the Song Dynasty to write this pair of Spring Festival couplets.

The so-called layman watches the excitement, while the insider watches the way.

Although everyone can't recognize some characters, they can tell from the posture of Li Yi's writing that he is definitely not low in calligraphy.

The old man was obviously very satisfied with Li Yi's handwritten Spring Festival couplets, and hurriedly urged Mei Xuefeng's mother to make paste.

When I went out to post Spring Festival couplets, the neighbors next to me saw the unique Spring Festival couplets and gave them thumbs up one by one.

The neighbors all thought it was Mei Xuefeng's masterpiece, so they all gave Uncle Mei a thumbs up and murmured: "Your son is worthy of being a college student in the Department of Literature, the Spring Festival couplets written here are much better than those bought outside! Everyone, look at this word, how exciting it is!"

Uncle Mei was a little embarrassed when he heard the words, but he looked better when he thought that it was pasted on the gate of his house, so he went back to the house after a few polite words with the villagers.

But when he sees Mei Xuefeng, he doesn't get angry, so on the morning of New Year's Eve, Mei Xuefeng was chased wildly by his father with a feather duster. Presumably, this New Year's Eve will be the most memorable in his life. It has been a profound year~IndoMTL.com~Because there are too many dishes to cook, everyone will go to the kitchen to help today. Fortunately, the kitchen in the countryside is big enough for everyone to move around, and soon a large table of dishes will be ready Ready.

Because Qian has the same pronunciation as Qian, so in the Northeast, everyone except those who are taboo eat a pig’s front hoof, commonly known as “Qian (Qian) hand”, in order to be auspicious and make a lot of money next year.

Since there is no pressure cooker at home, the trotter was boiled overnight in a large pot last night. Although it looks ordinary, it is full of flavor. Even Ouyang Yao, who originally had a small appetite, couldn't help but eat half of it.

Since we have to watch the New Year's Eve at night, everyone took time to rest for a few hours in the afternoon.

In the evening, the whole family gathers together to make dumplings and watch the gala at the same time, having a great time.

Feeling that the phone in his pocket vibrated, Li Yi guessed that someone must have sent him a blessing message, but because he was making dumplings and his hands were covered with flour, he didn't check it in time.

After finishing making the dumplings, Li Yi turned on his phone and had a look of surprise on his face.

"Happy New Year, I love you Ruoxi."

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Yi quickly dialed this strange number, but for some unknown reason, the other party had already shut down.

Li Yi guessed that Bai Ruoxi was likely to be viewed very strictly, and the text messages might have been sent out after a lot of effort.

But even knowing that the other party has shut down, Li Yi thought about it and replied a text message: "Everything is fine here, don't read, happy new year, I love your Yi."

Although his longing had surrounded him like a tide, in order to reassure Bai Ruoxi, Li Yi did not dare to express it at all, and could only silently put it in his heart.