Reborn and refused to support his younger brother Mo, but was chased by his ex-wife and sister

In the blink of an eye, the New Year has passed, and the village has begun to have a New Year flavor. Everyone who meets them starts to ask what they have done for the New Year.

Hongxing Commune has a market meeting every Wednesday and Saturday. Lu Shanhe bought some daily necessities, but he still planned to go to the county town to buy better things.

Seeing Lu Shanhe passing by on a motorcycle with Shen Wei, Li Erniu hurriedly asked Lu Shanhe if he was going to the county town.

"Yeah, what do you want me to bring for you?"

"You don't need to take me with you, I want to go with you."

Seeing Li Erniu return to the yard, Lu Shanhe stopped and waited, and met Jiang Dawei again.

"Shanhe, where are you going? The woods?"

Lu Shanhe raised his foot to kick Jiang Dawei, but Jiang Dawei dodged him.

"Screw you, I'll go to the county town to buy some New Year's goods."

When Jiang Dawei heard this, he smiled.

"I'm still thinking about when to go. How about making up the numbers? I'll drive a tricycle. It will be easier to pack a lot of stuff by then."

Lu Shanhe said speechlessly: "Okay, but just ask Hong Tao. Maybe he has something for us to bring."

Jiang Dawei greeted Li Erniu when he saw him pushing the cart out.

"Er Niu, you go ask Hong Tao, I'll go home and drive a tricycle."

Li Erniu came back soon.

Shen Wei asked: "Aren't they going?"

Li Erniu said: "No, Hong Tao has gone to call Chunhua. He will be here soon."

After a while, Yang Hongtao pulled a car of people and came over to gather.

Looking at Yang Hongtao's seven aunts and eight aunts in the car, Lu Shanhe couldn't help but smile. This scene was so familiar, but in his mind, this kind of scene of people getting together to attend the temple fair in the county would not happen until at least a few years later. Will appear.

But now, because Yang Hongtao bought the tricycle early, it happened so quickly.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Jiang Dawei came. As expected, there were many more people in the carriage.

In this era, there were few means of transportation and traffic regulations were not strict. Lu Shanhe originally wanted to say pay attention to safety, but after thinking about it, he forgot about it.

After all, traveling in this era is inherently inconvenient. If Lu Shanhe really said it, everyone would not necessarily listen. They would also say that they were stingy because they were rich.

"Dawei, drive slower on the road. It's not easy to walk on crowded roads."

Jiang Dawei smiled and said: "What? Are you afraid that I will overtake you? Don't worry, this tricycle can't outrun your motorcycle, and I won't steal your limelight."

Lu Shanhe said speechlessly: "What I mean is that the New Year is almost here. Don't let anything happen. If something happens to happen, I won't be able to celebrate the New Year very well."

Lu Shanhe knew that it was not uncommon for tricycles to pull people over and overturn them, and even though you didn't charge for it, you would instinctively find someone to take charge when someone was in a hurry. You would be the one driving the car and you would be fully responsible.

Even if the people in the village don't have the concept of touching porcelain at this stage, and they don't know how to open their mouths, they have to show it to others when they hurt you, and you have to show something meaningful after the injury is done.

Yang Hongtao knew that Lu Shanhe was doing this for everyone's benefit, so he smiled and said, "Dawei, just listen to Shanhe. Let Shanhe go. I'll hold him down and won't let this kid drive fast."

Lu Shanhe nodded and led the way on his bicycle. The combination of two motorcycles and two tricycles drove towards the county town.

When passing through villages or countryside, pedestrians on the roadside all look sideways. After all, in this era, not to mention cars, tricycles and motorcycles are also new things.

"Which village is this from? Is this going to be a war?"

"Just by looking at the basket and bag, I knew I was going to the county seat."

"I'm going to sell New Year's goods. You're rich enough that even the big stores in the village don't like you?"

"You don't know this, right? The person riding the motorcycle in front is Lu Shanhe, and the person sitting behind is Shen Wei, the clerk from our former township, and the person next to him is Li Erniu."

"No wonder. I heard that Lu Shanhe and Li Erniu made a fortune and bought a motorcycle. This is the first time I've met these two people today."

"You need to travel more. You also know that this is not a secret. It's just that Shen Wei heard that she went to college, so why did she get close to Lu Shanhe?"

Lu Shanhe didn't ride fast all the way, mainly because he was afraid that Jiang Dawei would chase him.

Fortunately, it was only about 20 miles away, and soon everyone arrived near the only department store in the county.

Looking at the stalls lined up on both sides of the street, even Shen Wei was a little curious.

"There are so many stalls, it's so spectacular."

Yang Hongtao smiled and said: "There weren't so many people last year. It seems that everyone's ideas have begun to change."

Lu Shanhe smiled and said: "This is just the early stage. In the later stage, it will mainly be shops. Okay, let's all take a look. We will gather here in two hours."

After that, everyone dispersed and started shopping. Lu Shanhe had already spotted the first stop and walked towards an old man.

This is a stall for writing Spring Festival couplets. Next to the old man are red papers and the Four Treasures of the Study. The inkstone looks quite old, but one corner is missing.

Seeing Lu Shanhe standing in front of him, the old man didn't say anything. Instead, he lowered his head and fiddled with his things.

Lu Shanhe asked: "Uncle, how do you sell Spring Festival couplets?"

The old man said awkwardly: "It's a dime a pair."

Yang Hongtao next to him said: "No wonder you don't have business here. Just buy paper for two cents. We have writing papers in our village. For five cents, you can get two small ones as a gift."

The old man said awkwardly: "This is different for me."

Yang Hongtao said, "What's the difference? Aren't they all Spring Festival couplets?"

The old man became even more nervous.

"I'm different from them."

Lu Shanhe smiled.

"Hong Tao, you are a layman now. A dime is not expensive. Please give me ten pairs."

The old man was overjoyed.

"Ten pairs? Where are they written?"

Lu Shanhe said with a smile: "The door needs to be the largest. There are eight doors upstairs and downstairs, including the kitchen, there are nine. Ten doors is just right."

The old man was overjoyed and nodded.

"It seems that he comes from a wealthy family, so what do you want to write about?"

Lu Shanhe smiled and said, "Let's write in the direction of peace and happiness. Seeing that the old man is a man of culture, I won't show off."

The old man nodded, hurriedly took out ten pieces of cut red paper, spread them out, and placed them on the table. He took a deep breath and his eyes became brighter at this moment.

Seeing that the old man had written the first couplet in three strokes, Lu Shanhe smiled.

"Old sir, if I help you pull out the paper, can you write it in one stroke?"

The old man smiled and said: "Little brother, can you also write?"

Lu Shanhe said: "I don't just think you can."

"That would be embarrassing, but you have to control the speed, otherwise it will be useless."

Lu Shanhe smiled and agreed, grabbing the top of the couplet with both hands.

The old gentleman took a deep breath again and dipped heavily in the ink.

Shen Wei couldn't help but become nervous and didn't dare to express her anger.

The old man suddenly started writing, and Lu Shanhe was dragging his whole body backwards slowly and evenly.

After writing the second line, even Yang Hongtao, who had just dismissed it, couldn't help but shout "Hello".

"It's amazing. No wonder Shanhe is said to be worth a dime. Are you a master?"