Siheyuan: I am not Xu Damao

Qin Fen also stepped forward at this time. He wanted to see what good Spring Festival couplets Yan Bugui could write.

"Da Mao is here, look at these Spring Festival couplets, how festive they are."

When Yan Bugui heard someone calling Damao, he turned his head and glanced, tilted his mouth, made a grunt, and rolled his eyes.

"Ding, mission released"

"The mission is to follow other people's paths and leave others with no way to go."

"Task reward: basic attribute point +1, intermediate calligraphy"

As for taking a walk around and picking up tasks, Qin Fen said surprises always come so suddenly.

Qin Fen walked to the front, looked at the Spring Festival couplets, and kept clicking his tongue.

"Xu Damao, it seems like you are a little dissatisfied with the Spring Festival couplets I wrote?"

"A little dissatisfied? Are you kidding me? Such an old-fashioned Spring Festival couplet is paired with such an ugly word. Where does the word "satisfied" come from? Who gave you the confidence to be a little bit?"

In the place where he was most proud, he was devalued as worthless. No matter how scheming Yan Bugui was, he couldn't stop being angry at this moment.

"Xu Damao, you are just a little slippery. If you have the ability, you can also write a Spring Festival couplet and let's compare."

"Stop it, what's the comparison?"

"Why, Xu Damao, are you afraid?"

"I'm not scared anymore. You said that you usually dig and search, but during the holidays, you point to these Spring Festival couplets to make money from the people in our yard."

"It's not a good thing to block people's way of making money."

"That's a reward. It's a good fortune. Don't talk nonsense about making money."

"Besides, if you want to block the road, you need to be able to do so. You can't use a mantis as a car."

"Hey, Third Master, Third Master, you said I've already given you three points of courtesy, but it's pointless for you to push even further."

"I originally set my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. Anyway, let me teach you a lesson today."

"Hey, just pretend, everyone will listen and see what good sentences Xu Damao can come out of his mouth."

Qin Fen pretended to take two steps, raised his head and spoke slowly.

"The country is prosperous and we celebrate the prosperous times together"

"People are in harmony and share the spring breeze."

"How is this?"

"Hey, it seems pretty good. Harmony, harmony, oh, this word is pretty good."

"Yes, it feels much better than Third Uncle's."

"Nothing from the third uncle can compare to this. The third uncle is not the same Spring Festival couplets, just change a few words."

Yan Bugui looked a little bad now. Just when he was thinking about where to criticize, Qin Fen spoke again.

"A century of glory, a prosperous national destiny"

"Thousands of miles of joy, celebrating the new year together"

"What about this? Don't worry, there's more. How about listening to this again."

"Spring will never grow old in China, with green willows, peach red mountains, clear waters, and thousands of miles of beautiful scenery."

"The years will be prosperous, the country will be peaceful, the people will be safe, and the years will be endless."

"This is good, this is long and has many words"

With such an evaluation, Qin Fen could only classify this kind of praise as plain and simple.

"Xu Damao, there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. It is meaningless for us to compare this. How about comparing the efforts of this boss?"

"After all, these are Spring Festival couplets. They are meant to be written, not spoken."

"Oh, Third Master... what you said is exactly what I wanted."

"Come on, whoever wants to write Spring Festival couplets, please bring me a pen and paper. I'll write them. No, I'll take the money."

"Brother Damao, I want to write. Just wait. I'll get you some paper."

The voice sounded familiar. Qin Fen raised his head and looked for it. It turned out to be Madaha, not Madaha. That's okay.

After a while, Ma Daha came over with the paper.

Qin Fen took a look and said, "Good guy, this must have been measured according to the door of his own room."

If you don’t write a Spring Festival couplet with more than 15 words, you will be sorry for the length.

"Ma Daha, what kind of Spring Festival couplets do you want?"

"Is this still a request?"

"Don't you talk nonsense? Spring couplets are naturally meant to express your best wishes,"

"You can't think of having both children. I wish you good health."

"Ah, that's true. I don't understand. In the past, the third uncle just wrote whatever he wrote."

"You compare me with him? Tell me, what are your wishes?"

"Well, how about adding another boy?"

"What are you talking about? Damao, don't listen to him. Just help me write a story about happiness and health for the whole family."

"Okay, let me think about it"

After a while, Qin Fen picked up the pen and started writing.

"Family reunion and happiness last forever, harmony and warmth bring endless blessings"

"The spring breeze blows in laughter and fills the courtyard, and happiness and well-being fill the lintel."

Hengmao "Family and everything will be prosperous"

As soon as he finished writing, Ma Daha applauded.

"Okay! It's full! Okay"

Qin Fen read it word by word, and then the people next to him started to cheer.

When Yan Bugui saw the words written by Qin Fen, he was shocked. This word, this smell. . . . . .

At this time, there was no point of difference, and other people in the yard had already begun to beg Xu Damao for help writing Spring Festival couplets.

"Don't worry, everyone, prepare your own red paper. I have a brush and ink at home. I will write for you at my door in a while."

Yan Bugui's face looked ugly, even uglier than that meeting.

This is really blocking the way to make money.

At this time, Qin Fen's voice came from the distance again.

"Don't give me a reward. What age are you? I still want a reward."

Yan Bugui, my face hurts so much.

"Ding: Mission accomplished, rewards distributed."

Qin Fen, who has intermediate calligraphy skills, can write even more fluently.

People who had originally asked Yan Bugui to write Spring Festival couplets were all lining up now, thinking about their wishes for the year after next.

Although there are many people in this courtyard, there are actually not many Spring Festival couplets to write on a household basis.

In less than an hour, Qin Fen called it a day.

They said they didn't accept reward money, but there were still many people who took something to give to Qin Fen.

Today is the New Year's Eve after all, so every family has prepared something.

Qin Fen didn't show any pretense, he just took it when he gave it, and then he grabbed two handfuls of peanuts and melon seeds and stuffed them into the other person's pocket as a courtesy.

After Yan Bugui returned home, he lay straight on the bed and stared at the roof.

It was as if he shouldn't be here at this moment, but somewhere.

The third aunt felt panicked when she saw her husband like this. It was unlucky to stand up during the Chinese New Year.

"I said, what are you doing? Don't be scary for this Chinese New Year."

"Why should I scare anyone? I've lost a lot of money. Our family is in ruins."

"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about?"

"We won't be able to get any reward during the holidays from now on. Think about it, how much reward it will be for one year, two years, or so many years."

"That's true, but as a Chinese teacher, why can't you compare to Xu Damao?"

"How do I know? This Xu Damao is really evil. I have never seen him capable of this before."

"Okay, okay, anyway, don't stand up like this, it will make people look upset."