The Age of Rebirth: Winning since the educated youth went to the countryside

Breakfast is a bit late today.

After breakfast, Zhou Ziwen took out the Spring Festival couplets he had cut out before and placed them on the table one by one.

Chen Qiaoyi was obediently polishing the ink beside her, with a pair of smart eyes on Zhou Ziwen from time to time.

That deep feeling and attachment can be seen by anyone.

Zhou Ziwen opened his posture, held the brush and started writing.

Level 4 calligraphy skills make his calligraphy look very good.

Because of his boxing practice, his handwriting is strong and powerful, and his strokes are extremely neat, which makes him look very comfortable.

There is nothing new in the couplets of this era, and they cannot be written randomly, and many words cannot be put on the bright side.

Zhou Ziwen is a cautious person and will naturally not make mistakes in this regard.

The couplets he wrote are also in line with the characteristics of the times.

"Welcome the whole family to welcome the New Year with joy, may you have peace and good luck both inside and outside."

Horizontal comment: Peace in all seasons.

"Ziwen, your handwriting is very good!"

There is nothing much to say about this couplet, but Zhou Ziwen’s calligraphy is extremely beautiful, and even Chen Shiying praised it.

"As long as it's not embarrassing to write it down." Zhou Ziwen chuckled, feeling extremely satisfied.

If the idle panel hadn't helped him break through the bottleneck and reach level four in calligraphy skills, his handwriting wouldn't have been so beautiful.

"How can such beautiful handwriting be embarrassing? Brother Ziwen's handwriting is better than our high school teacher!" Chen Qiaoyi looked at Zhou Ziwen with adoration, her eyes sparkling.

"Haha, you know how to say nice things." Zhou Ziwen rubbed her head in a funny way.

This girl is in love, and everything he says is right. I guess she will believe him without hesitation if he says sugar is salty.

However, Zhou Ziwen particularly likes Chen Qiaoyi's character.

After all, Chen Qiaoyi is his wife. It’s too late for him to like such a lovely wife!

Next, Zhou Ziwen wrote several couplets in succession.

One is posted on each door of the two courtyards, one is posted on the door of the living room, the door of the bedroom, and even the door of the kitchen.

As soon as a few couplets were posted, the New Year atmosphere immediately arose.

Then he hung the red lantern he had made before at the entrance of the yard.

The Chen sisters also pasted the Chinese characters "福" they had cut out previously on the doors and windows.

Seeing that they were busy here, Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang from next door also ran out.

"Brother Zhou, your handwriting is so beautiful. Hurry and write two for me. After seeing your handwriting, I can't even pick it out."

Seeing the couplet posted by Zhou Ziwen on the door, Shen Zhaodi said with a smile.

"Okay, then bring your couplet and I'll help you write whatever you want." Zhou Ziwen nodded readily.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou."

Hearing this, Shen Zhaodi hurriedly turned around and went home, and soon ran over with some cut couplet papers.

This time the couplet was written by Shen Zhaodi herself, and Zhou Ziwen was only responsible for writing it.

They are all scholars, including Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang, who both graduated from high school.

It is not difficult for them to come up with a couplet.

On the side, Zhou Chaoyang looked at the words written by Zhou Ziwen, struggled for a while, and finally went home quickly, and quickly ran back with a few couplet papers.

"Brother Zhou, don't bother me with anything, please help me write it too!"

Zhou Chaoyang said with a smile.

Originally, he thought that as a man, he could still write by himself even if his handwriting was poor.

But after struggling for a while, he found that it seemed a bit embarrassing to do so.

After all, his calligraphy is not as beautiful as Zhou Ziwen's.

It would be embarrassing if someone compared Zhou Ziwen's handwriting with his in the future.

"Haha, now you know that your handwriting is not as good as Brother Zhou? Aren't you bragging that your handwriting is very good?" Shen Zhaodi looked at Zhou Chaoyang with a mocking look on her face.

"I was too lazy to take action." Zhou Chaoyang blushed, but still refused to give in.

"Oh, if it doesn't work, it won't work. What's there to argue about?" Shen Zhaodi looked disdainful.

"Hmph, I'm going to show you today how good my calligraphy is."

Zhou Chaoyang snorted unconvinced, and instead of letting Zhou Ziwen write for him, he directly got into a posture and started writing with a brush.

It has to be said that high school students of this era have real materials, and Zhou Ziwen's calligraphy is not as bad as everyone thinks.

Although it's not very good-looking, it's passable.

"Haha, it turns out that this is your handwriting. I thought it was so beautiful, but it turned out that even I can't compare." Seeing Zhou Chaoyang's handwriting, Shen Zhaodi began to laugh unceremoniously.

The two of them had dinner together, and it could be said that they got along day and night. It is estimated that the relationship between some couples is not as good as theirs.

A joke of this level is nothing at all.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Zhou Chaoyang was angry, but he did not fall out.

After all, he was already very familiar with Shen Zhaodi, and he also knew the girl's character very well.

What sounds nice means being outspoken, but what sounds bad means speaking without restraint.

You are asking for trouble by arguing with this girl.

As a person who can’t cook, what’s the point of being aggrieved?

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

Today is New Year's Eve, and they agreed to celebrate the New Year together.

After Zhou Ziwen posted the Spring Festival couplets and hung up the red lanterns, the Chen sisters, Shen Zhaodi and others also started to get busy.

They are busy preparing for tonight's New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

Zhou Ziwen didn't interfere in this. Although he could, he couldn't do everything at home.

Everyone is busy together, so there is a New Year atmosphere.

No, no matter it's the Chen sisters or Shen Zhaodi, everyone has a bright smile on their face.

Before lunch time, they had made some snacks such as tofu balls, sugar triangles, bean buns, little hedgehogs, little snakes, and little jujube flowers.

Every time he made something, Chen Qiaoyi brought a plate over to Zhou Ziwen like a treasure, so that Zhou Ziwen could try it.

Zhou Ziwen doesn't refuse anyone who comes, and he will eat whatever they cook.

By the time it was lunch time, even though he had a huge appetite, his stomach was half full.

They had dumplings for lunch, with Zhou Ziwen helping to mix the fillings and a few girls rolling out the dough. As for Zhou Chaoyang, he became the tool to light the fire.

However, Zhou Chaoyang was very happy with it.

The temperature outside is very low, at least thirty degrees below zero, but it is very warm inside the house, especially in front of the earthen stove.

It's very comfortable to warm yourself up by the fire.

Soon, the dumplings were ready and Chen Shiying put them in a steamer.

When I brought it to the living room, the stove in the room was already lit.

The heat from the stove radiates out, dispelling the cold air coming in from outside.

While eating dumplings, everyone discussed what to eat in the evening.

You must eat fish, and there will be plenty every year. This is a beautiful meaning.

Then there are the chickens, and there are three roosters at home that have just grown up.

For these non-egg-laying roosters, their only purpose is to be served.

The homophone of chicken is auspicious, which means good luck and good luck. Eat chicken tonight.