Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

Zhang Zhiqiang came out of the door and saw Xu Damao walking into the backyard with a pair of couplets.

"Brother Damao, are you going to write couplets?"

Zhang Zhiqiang spoke up and said hello.

"Yes, Qiangzi, the New Year is coming soon, let's ask Uncle San to write a couplet."

"There aren't many people here right now, so you should go there as well."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he took his couplet and went back.

Zhang Zhiqiang recalled that when he signed in on Thursday, in addition to some New Year's goods, there seemed to be pens, ink, paper, and inkstones specifically for writing couplets, etc. However, he was a little worried because he could not write calligraphy.

However, Zhang Zhiqiang thought that Ran's father was a scholar, so he should be familiar with this, right?

If you don’t know, go and ask. Zhang Zhiqiang turned and went home.

"Dad, can you write couplets?"

Zhang Zhiqiang saw Ran's father playing chess and asked.

"Hmm? Couplets? I can write them. That's not difficult. I write the couplets for my family every year."

Father Ran said proudly.

He has been very happy during this period and has been living comfortably with Zhang Zhiqiang.

At the beginning, Mr. Ran felt a little guilty for just eating and not working, but as time passed, he no longer felt guilty. Since the food was better, Mr. Ran even gained a few pounds and felt like he didn't want to leave.

"That's awesome, Dad. I have some materials here. How about we write a few couplets for our family?"

Zhang Zhiqiang gave a thumbs up, thinking that Ran's father's calligraphy level must be better than Yan Bugui's. After all, Ran's father was a serious scholar, while Yan Bugui was just an amateur. It didn't cost any money to ask Ran's father to write for him, so he felt great!

"Okay, your mom and I haven't applied the stickers yet. Let's go over there in a couple of days and apply them as well."

Father Ran thought for a moment and said, after all, it is the New Year, and posting couplets is for good luck, and posting them will also be a good omen for the coming year.

"Okay, I'll go get the materials then."

Zhang Zhiqiang opened the cupboard, put the things in the system into the cupboard, and then took them out.

"Dad, then you get ready and I'll cut the paper for you."

Zhang Zhiqiang found a pair of scissors and cut the red paper for writing the couplets.

"Row."

Father Ran began to grind ink and get used to the brush. From his perspective, this brush was extraordinary and seemed to be of very good quality.

There were not enough pens, ink, paper and inkstone. Ran's father felt that they must be taken away when he returned home. Zhang Zhiqiang would not be able to use them if they were left here, and he could not write with a brush.

"Hey, what are you planning to do?"

Ran's mother and Ran Qiuye also came over to join in the fun.

"Haha, mom, wife, we are free now. Dad and I have decided to write the couplets first."

Zhang Zhiqiang responded with a smile.

"Okay, then write it. I was just about to ask about this. I just heard someone outside saying they wanted to write couplets, and I thought since Old Ran is at home, we don't need to."

Mother Ran is still very confident in Father Ran. After all, Father Ran has been writing calligraphy all his life and has some skills.

"Yes, isn't it my dad who writes every New Year's Eve in our family?"

Ran Qiuye also said with a smile, and came over to grind ink for Ran's father.

In fact, she can also write calligraphy, but since Ran's father is there, she would definitely let him do it.

"Okay, that's about it, let's get started."

Father Ran has already soaked the brush with ink.

"Row."

Zhang Zhiqiang went over and put the cut paper on it, ready to watch Ran's father's performance.

Father Ran took a deep breath, and the energy sank into his dantian, and the brush fell down.

As a result, I wrote a lot.

There was a lot of ink in the brush, so the words were squeezed together.

"Dad, how long has it been since you last wrote?"

Ran Qiuye joked that Ran's father had prepared quite well, but he didn't expect it to be like this at the beginning. Ran Qiuye felt that he could write better than him.

It's like he was as fierce as a tiger in his actions, but his record was zero and five.

"Haha, too much ink went into the new brush. It was an accident. Give me another chance."

Father Ran said rather embarrassedly.

Zhang Zhiqiang took away the wasted red paper and replaced it with a new one.

Father Ran is also prepared, and the situation like last time will definitely not happen again.

The writing went very smoothly this time. Ran's father had real skills. Regardless of whether his handwriting was good or not, just based on his temperament, Zhang Zhiqiang felt that he must be an expert in calligraphy.

Soon, Ran's father finished writing the first couplet, which looked majestic and magnificent: "The country is beautiful and spring is always here."

Then he wrote the second line on another piece of red paper, which was: Good times bring peace and happiness.

The horizontal banner reads "Harmony brings peace and prosperity".

"It's so well written. Dad, you are so talented."

"Let's not talk about the content first, just your handwriting is amazing."

"From a distance, each stroke reveals a unique charm, allowing people to feel the essence of traditional culture."

Zhang Zhiqiang did not hesitate to praise loudly.

"Haha, it's not that good."

Father Ran said with a smile, "These are nice words, and they make people feel comfortable."

"Hey, I'm just telling the truth, Dad, you write well."

Zhang Zhiqiang said seriously.

"Qiangzi, cut out some squares of red paper and I'll show you how to do it."

Father Ran was in a very good mood and was ready to show his true strength.

"Okay."

Zhang Zhiqiang started cutting skillfully, knowing that Ran's father was probably going to write the word "Fu".

"Brother Zhiqiang, how about I cut it?"

Ran Qiuye was ready to take the tool from Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Forget it, forget it. Why are you joining in the fun? Scissors are very dangerous. Go and take a rest."

Zhang Zhiqiang refused directly, saying that scissors were very dangerous and what if he got hurt.

"Oh! I can do it. I'm not a child."

Ran Qiuye pouted and looked a little unhappy. It was really distressing to have such a husband who didn't have to do anything for her.

"That won't work either. What if you get hurt? I'll do it."

Zhang Zhiqiang touched Ran Qiuye's head and said.

When Ran's mother saw this scene, she could only sigh that her daughter had good taste. How could she find such a good man like Zhang Zhiqiang?

Then look at the one I chose next to it. What the hell is this?

Feeling the gaze of Ran's mother, Ran's father felt a little uncomfortable and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Zhang Zhiqiang quickly cut out the square pieces of red paper, cut out several at a time, and placed them in front of Ran's father.

Father Ran picked up the pen and wrote a font similar to regular script on the paper.

"Qiangzi, look, this is called Harmony Blessing."

Father Ran pointed at his own calligraphy and said.

"Well, it does look more harmonious."

Zhang Zhiqiang was a little surprised when he saw this Harmonious Fortune. Has this thing come out so early?

This reminded Zhang Zhiqiang of the blessing cards he used on a certain payment platform in his previous life, which were the Five Blessings, and one of them was the Harmonious Blessing card.

After hearing what Zhang Zhiqiang said, Mr. Ran picked up his pen and wrote another character "Fu". This character was similar to "Hexie Fu", but the strokes looked thicker overall.

"Dad, let me guess, this should be Fu Qiang Fu?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked.

"That's right, Qiangzi, you have learned to answer quickly, how did you know?"

Father Ran looked at Zhang Zhiqiang with surprise and said.

Zhang Zhiqiang was a little helpless, as he had also collected the Five Blessings, and the Fortune and Strength Blessing was the easiest to get. It was not difficult to get dozens of Fortune and Strength Blessings every Chinese New Year. He would naturally remember them after seeing them so many times.