Chapter 830

Qin ye and Qin she are abroad. Qin Yu'an went to the night city a few years ago. Qin Zhan and Qin Jiading spent the Spring Festival together in Seoul. Their uncle and nephew had no say in the event. They were led by Min Jiangxi and min Jie throughout the whole process. The four went to the supermarket first to feel the first wave of new year's flavor from the crowd.

From the supermarket to the parking lot, min Jie suddenly said: "Oh."

Three people at the same time nervous look over, for fear that she has something, min Jie way: "forget to buy Spring Festival couplets and blessing word."

She was annoyed that she had forgotten the most important thing. Min Jiangxi said, "there are signs of being stupid before she was born."

Min Jie said, "you wait here. I'll be right back."

She is a pregnant woman who is five months pregnant. Who can let her go back by herself? But Qin Zhan and Qin Jiading have no idea about entering the crowded supermarket again. They don't want to experience it again. So Qin Jiading takes the lead in saying: "my second uncle can write calligraphy. Just find a place to buy some red paper and brush."

Min Jie Mou son tiny pick, "a Zhan also can write brush character?"

Qin Zhan rushed the duck to the shelf and said with a smile, "I practiced for several years when I was a child."

Min Jiangxi bent his eyes and said, "please hold up my hand."

Min Jiangxi wore a cherry red cashmere coat, long hair combed into a ball on the top of her head, bright eyes and white teeth, smiling. How could he refuse her new year's wish.

The four took a bus home and bought red paper and writing brush in the stationery shop on the way. Min Jiangxi bought a lot of colored pen and paper on a whim and returned with a full load. Min Jie went to the kitchen to cut fruit. Qin Jiading said, "grandma, I'll help you."

Min Jiangxi corrected, "aunt."

Min Jie said, "is it grandma and grandma's problem? I'm still young. Just call my sister

Qin Jiading said: "grandma, do you want to wash the watermelon“

Min Jie rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen, "do you have a habit of cleaning?"

In the living room, min Jiangxi and Qin Zhanwei are at the dining table. She spreads out the red paper and prepares to cut it. Qin Zhan takes out a brush and touches it. "The quality is not good."

Min Jiangxi said, "fifteen yuan is the most expensive."

Qin Zhan lowered his head to take the inkstone. The ink was not polished now. It was made into bottles. There was a price tag on it. There were zero and whole, five yuan and two yuan.

Min Jiangxi didn't look at his face and said, "don't be choosy. As a real calligrapher, if you give someone a mop, they can still write well."

Qin Zhan didn't make a sound. Min Jiangxi cut half of the red paper and looked up. He clearly wrote the word "Min Jiang" on the blank paper. She watched him write the word "Xi". Such a simple stroke can be done by him, one by one, so slow and exquisite.

I've seen him hit people with that hand, and I've seen him play the piano with that hand. For the first time, I've seen him write calligraphy, talk in the kitchen, sketches on TV, and children playing noisily downstairs. All these are incompatible with Qin Zhan, but they are strangely integrated.

Raising his hand, Qin Zhan looked down at the words in his pen and said in a light tone: "you shouldn't write your name, rubbish."

The voice falls, he wants to stretch out his hand to throw away the paper ball, min Jiangxi first step grab, while looking at the way: "so you write so well."

Qin Zhan said, "insult me."

Min Jiangxi looked up at him, "are you really proud or fake low-key?"

Qin Zhan said, "I really didn't write it well."

Min Jiangxi blew the wet ink with her mouth, "I like it. I'll go back and mount it on the wall."

Qin Zhan said with a smile, "then I can't write your name. I have to write mine. You hang my name in the bedroom and choose a conspicuous position. Anyone who pushes the door can see it."

Min Jiangxi asked, "besides you, who else do you want to push my bedroom door?"

When Qin Zhan choked, he could not help but lower his head to kiss her face. Min Jiang Xi raised his head to kiss him on the lips. When Qin Jiading and min Jie came out of the kitchen with a fruit tray, Qin Zhan had already written several versions of Fu on white paper and asked which one was good.

"It's all pretty," Min Jie said

Min Jiangxi said: "Jiading election."

Qin Jiading said: "a total of seven posts, you can write seven different."

Qin Zhan said, "you'll talk a lot."

Min Jiangxi said: "today, all the people mentioned are new year's wishes. We can't say no."

Qin Zhan immediately lowered his head to write a new word of Fu. Min Jie whispered to Qin Jiading, "look at your second uncle. You are more important than friends."

Qin Jiading was not moved, "expected."

"Are you not jealous?" Min Jie asked

Qin Jiading said, "the second aunt is facing me."

After that, he raised his fist, and min Jiangxi touched him tacitly. Qin Zhan, who was writing the word "Fu", said, "aunt, you see, I have a hard time in Shencheng."

Min Jie said, "it's so pitiful. My aunt is standing by you."

Qin Zhan said, "but I still like Xibao."

Min Jie was so angry that she didn't know what to do. Qin Jiading handed over the juice and said, "give it to your aunt." add fuel to the flames.

Qin Zhan's calligraphy is very beautiful. Although he is still dissatisfied, he can't stand the praise of the three people nearby. He quickly wrote seven different kinds of Fu characters on the red paper, and everyone posted them everywhere. When he was about to write the Spring Festival couplets, he was in trouble again. What to write? There were many auspicious words, and he was too fussy.

Wealth, promotion, study, career, it seems that they are not what they want. In the end, min Jiangxi made a decision and said with his mobile phone: "write this sentence, the sun shines, the family is prosperous, the moon is bright, the spring is warm and the people are safe."

Min Jie said: "this is good, prosperous and safe."

Min Jiangxi said: "I mainly see that the characters of this sentence are more complex. I want to see a few more words written by ah Zhan."

Qin Zhan said, "if you don't want anything, it's just a matter of one sentence. When did I say no to you?"

Min Jie raised her hand to cover Qin Jiading's ears, "the child is still there."

Qin Jiading said, "grandma, I'm 14 years old."

Min Jie revenge him, "how old you are in my eyes are children."

Qin Jiading said: "how old you are is also my aunt in my eyes."

The two men were quarreling. Qin Zhan was writing quietly. Min Jiangxi, a man who had not made friends for 800 years, secretly recorded Qin Zhan's couplet video for the first time, recording only the first half of the video. The text he sent out was just a simple "happy new year.".

Qin Zhan wrote two couplets, took them out and pasted them. When he came back, min Jiangxi took time to look at his mobile phone. He saw the frying pan under his circle of friends. I don't know who to start with. Everyone was in the same formation, and they were all talking about the seven words in the second half of the sentence.

Cheng Shuang said: "watch dog food with tears in your mouth."

Lu Yuchi: I cry heartbroken

Rong Yijing: look at a cheap online wave

Ding Ke: the master is here

Jiangdong: My tortoise is good at it, too

Min Jiangxi could not laugh or cry. He was determined to be selfish and said to Jiangdong: "even if Qin Zhan was a tortoise, you would be a bastard at best."

Back to the end, she neatly put the mobile phone mute in the room, know Jiangdong will call, can not get through to him.