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

"What about... four?"

Qin Huairu asked, shouldn't the second line be written as four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten? How did it become three, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten?

"Four is too difficult to write, and it doesn't look good when written. I think this is pretty good."

Banggeng was very satisfied with what he wrote, saying that it looked good whether viewed from a distance or from close up.

"Well, my eldest grandson said it well, and it seems pretty good to me too."

Jia Zhang nodded seriously. Although she didn't understand it, it looked about the same as Yan Bugui's.

"Oh, grandson, there are four more words to be posted on the door."

Jia Zhang reminded him to put the shorter piece in front of Bang Geng.

"no problem."

Banggeng was now completely confident. He picked up his pen and wrote down one, two, three, five, and this was the horizontal banner.

"Well, this couplet is pretty good. Qin Huairu, quickly make some cornmeal paste and stick the couplet on."

Jia Zhang gave the order.

"Is this... okay?"

Qin Huairu was still a little hesitant. This couplet was not quite what she had imagined. According to her understanding, she should practice it more and write it like Yan Bugui.

"It will definitely work, mom. Please remove the word 'ma'."

Banggeng said confidently that he thought writing couplets was not difficult.

Qin Huairu was a little confused by Bang Geng's words. What does it mean to remove the word "ma"? Which "ma" should be removed? Is it "mom" or "ma"?

Without waiting for Qin Huairu to answer, Jia Zhang became a little impatient. Wasn't this delaying her from making money?

"Stop talking nonsense, Qin Huairu, hurry up and do it. I'll go and call everyone in our courtyard now."

As Jia Zhang was saying this, she was about to get up and call for help. Yan Bugui's table was still outside, and it would only cost a few minutes and twenty cents. Jia Zhang was afraid that if she went too late, Yan Bugui would take all the money, and then she would have nothing to do.

"That's fine."

Qin Huairu agreed reluctantly. It wasn't hard to make paste anyway. Besides, Banggeng was her son, and he finally wanted to do something. As a mother, she had to support him.

So Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu split up into two groups, Jia Zhang went out to call people, and Qin Huairu took the stick to post the couplets.

Jia Zhang had lost weight and could run faster. She soon ran to the front yard and saw everyone queuing in front of Yan Bugui's house, holding money or a small bag of beans or peanuts in their hands.

Everyone has seen Jia Zhang. Jia Zhang is now notorious. He has been to the police station twice and to prison once. Everyone is a little scared.

In everyone's perception, being taken to the police station at least means that you are not a good person, not to mention being sent to jail, which means that you have committed a crime.

Crime, what a terrible thing it is in the eyes of ordinary people.

So everyone was still very afraid of Jia Zhang, and after seeing her, they all hid aside.

The line, which was originally straight, became slanted in a short while.

"What do you mean? What do you mean by this? Are you bullying my Jia Zhang family? Are you going to exclude my Jia Zhang family?"

Jia Zhang said in a stern voice that she had always been the one taking the lead in ostracizing others, and when had she ever been ostracized by others? The angry Jia Zhang was ready to lose her temper.

Jia Zhang reacted and took two deep breaths. She was no longer as aggressive as before.

Everyone turned their heads to look aside, pretending not to know Jia Zhang.

Yan Bugui also looked up at Jia Zhang, a little surprised but did not ask any more questions.

Yan Bugui felt that at most, Jia Zhang wanted him to write a couplet.

He suddenly felt very happy. His relationship with the Jia family was very ordinary, even not good. He didn't expect that Jia Zhang would want him to write couplets.

Yan Bugui felt that he would have to show Jia Zhang his power when they met later. Others charged 20 cents for writing couplets, but Jia Zhang only charged 30 cents, not a penny less. Otherwise, he would not write for Jia Zhang and take revenge for the last time.

"Forget it. I won't argue with you. Our Jia family can help you write couplets for 10 cents a pair."

"Or half a bag of peanuts or something will do, you can go buy it."

After saying this, Jia Zhang left. She still had to go to the middle courtyard and the back courtyard.

"What? The Jia family actually wants to sell couplets? Who wrote them?"

"Who knows? With Jia Zhang's reputation, I think she might just take the money and not give us the things."

"You think it's Qin Huairu who wrote it? Qin Huairu works in the steel mill every day, so she must have learned a lot of characters."

"That's impossible. There is a big difference between writing and recognizing words. How can Qin Huairu write couplets?"

"Why don't we go take a look? We'll know after we take a look."

"You are stupid. You dare to accept something written by the Jia family? Jia Zhang is a labor camp inmate. Anything that comes out of her family is unlucky."

Although the Four Olds are being destroyed now, most people still seek benefits and avoid harm in certain things. For example, they feel that contact with labor camp prisoners like Jia Zhang is unlucky.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I just went to take a look and see who in the Jia family is writing the couplets."

"That seems to make sense. Anyway, Third Master can come here anytime, so let's go."

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The crowd walked towards the middle courtyard in groups of three or four, leaving only a few people at the front of the line in the front courtyard.

"Writing couplets? Jia family?"

Yan Bugui murmured to himself, somewhat incredulously. How could someone from the Jia family write couplets? It certainly couldn't be an outsider. Yan Bugui was guarding the front yard every day, so he would definitely know if there was an outsider.

"Zhang Zhiqiang?"

Yan Bugui felt that this was possible. If Zhang Zhiqiang was good at calligraphy, it would be very convincing. After all, Zhang Zhiqiang was talented and was the best young man in the entire hospital.

But Zhang Zhiqiang and the Jia family don’t get along, and he has expressed a lot of dissatisfaction with the Jia family in his words. It is impossible for him to write couplets for the Jia family. Could it be that Qin Huairu seduced him?

A hint of doubt flashed across Yan Bugui's eyes, and his hands moved faster, wanting to go to the Central Courtyard to take a look.

This was his last chance to make money this year, and someone was actually trying to snatch it from him. Yan Bugui felt that even if it was really Zhang Zhiqiang, he would have to say something.

At worst, we can just lower the price. A pair of couplets is very cheap anyway, and we can make some money even if we earn eight cents.

backyard.

Zhang Zhiqiang also heard Jia Zhang's shouting, and a strange look appeared on his face.

He also wondered in his heart who wrote the couplets for the Jia family and how he could even sell them. Wouldn't it be better for him to sell them himself if he had the ability to do so?

Zhang Zhiqiang felt that there must be something wrong here, and maybe he could even get a small melon.

Since he has nothing to do now, Zhang Zhiqiang thought about taking his wife over to take a look.

My wife cannot sit all day when she is pregnant. Some exercise will also be good for the baby.

"Dad, Mom, wife, it seems someone is selling couplets in the middle courtyard. How about we go over and take a look?"

Zhang Zhiqiang walked over and spoke to the three of them.

"What's so good about selling couplets? How about I give you a few more and you sell them too?"

Father Ran spoke nonchalantly, and then wondered if selling couplets could be speculation. Maybe it was, after all, he made a profit from it.

Therefore, Father Ran still plans to find an opportunity to tell Zhang Zhiqiang about this matter. Zhang Zhiqiang's future is limitless now, and there is no need for him to do such a thing.