Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

"Whoever shouted, brought me something good," Liu Gaixia was almost limped by this younger brother who just met today.

But it feels good to have someone call my sister.

"Today I went to my relative's house and saw a few good rice papers, I knew that this thing was given to my sister so that I didn't call it a waste and cheekily begged for it," Liu Qiqiang lied, but he didn't even blink his eyes.

This Liu Qiqiang's cheekiness really opened Xiao Linzi's eyes, he has never seen such a thick skin.

Is this a thousand-year-old fox cultivated goblin?

It is clear that the rice paper was bought for a huge sum of three yuan, not to say that it was obtained by relatives.

How come I haven't heard that you have such generous relatives? Bragging does not make drafts and does not say, the point is that the face does not change color and does not beat the heart.

This is a little scary, can his sister Wang Zhaodi have a good life if she marries him? Wouldn't have bought my sister, would it? There is also the possibility of buying a sister to help count money.

"This is Red Star! What is this relative of yours for? How do you put so much good paper at home? This paper is not cheap, you won't be angry if you take it, right? Now it was Liu Gaixia's turn to ask questions like cannons.

How many people today are willing to use such good rice paper? People who can use this brand of rice paper are either rich or expensive.

That's no exaggeration.

Generally, it is a level of leadership who uses public funds to consume, to be precise, most of it is waste.

How many old cadres can become real calligraphers?

"No, the two of us went to his house today to help. People want to pay us, I don't want it. Cheekily asked for these rice papers for my sister to use. It would be great if I could use this rice paper to write a work for my wedding room," Liu Qiqiang's eyes were full of expectation.

"How can I afford this? I still used the red star paper once in the home of the chairman of the provincial federation of literature and culture, and I am usually reluctant to spend money! Can you give me the paper you exchanged for your two afternoons? Liu Gaixia said on her lips, her hand did not leave the paper for a moment, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

Who doesn't love paper?

Liu Qiqiang knows the preferences of these people too well, the meal can be eaten simply, and there is good paper, good ink and good pigment will definitely not be missed.

"This paper is really in my sister's hands, and it is worth the best of her talents and money. It's also a waste to put it in their home. I've seen his brush writing, and I can't even catch up with my sister's heels," Liu Qiqiang said exaggeratedly.

"Nonsense, those who can afford to use this rice paper are definitely not simple people. You see, when I submitted my work, I was willing to spend a few pieces of rice paper, and I didn't dare to ask for such an expensive price. Usually the practice of words is newspaper, and raw edge paper is considered luxurious," Liu Gaixia sighed sincerely.

I have not received a dime for so many years of practicing words, most of them come to the door to ask for it, and to put it nicely, I ask for a work.

And if you don't say it well, simply say give your words to a picture and I will paste a wall.

Her husband Wen Yuesheng spoke even more infuriatingly: "As far as the bad words you wrote, I don't know who is blind to see?" One day I don't talk about putting my mind into housework, and what it looks like to make a house smelly all day. This

is why Liu Gaixia can only practice her words in the guest house, but fortunately, Director Xia of the guest house is a person who likes calligraphy and painting.

Director Xia took Liu Gaixia's calligraphy works to fund this guest house several times, and everyone didn't say anything.

The rural little brother who just met today actually liked his words so much, and sent such expensive rice paper to Liu Gaixia was really moved.

"I must write this work for you, and write one for your brother-in-law." Just write on this rice paper. Say whatever you like," Liu Gaixia was a little incoherent with excitement.

"I know that calligraphers hate to write propositional essays the most, and my sister just writes what she is most familiar with. As long as I don't write about dead vines, old trees, and crows hanging in my new house, it will be," Liu Qiqiang said with a smile.

"I didn't expect that your kid really knows a lot, that content naturally can't be hung at home, and my sister has no hatred with you, right," Liu Gaixia also smiled sincerely.

Liu Gaixia opened the door for the two people, and several people in the same room had not returned.

After closing the door, Xiao Lin Zi was anxious: "I just found out that you are a big liar." How many truths did you say at the end of the day today? Can you count them?

"Boy, that's what you want when you're out and about. If you tell the truth, who will help you do things? I know this white lie? At least you're my brother-in-law, right," Liu Qiqiang was amused by his flushed face.

"Uncle Wei, then I won't say anything, just talk about this rice paper." Spent three bucks to change ten pieces of paper, are you wrong head? That's all, and so generously gave it to a woman who had just known each other for half a day. Honestly, do you fancy people? Do you want to be Chen Shimei when you first entered the city? Xiao Lin Zi said it righteously, and his face was flushed.

"Long ability, even Brother Qiang doesn't call out? Why are you so rude? If I want to be Chen Shimei, it's okay for you. I sold you, you still have to help count the money, do you believe? Liu Qiqiang decided to tease this kid.

Hitting children on rainy days, idle is idle anyway.

Otherwise, this night of waiting for Uncle Wei's news would not be good.

"I kind of see it, that's what you think. I'm just worried that you sold my sister, and my sister will help you count the money. My sister is stupid, let you bully and marry you with a dead heart. I really don't worry about marrying my sister to you," Xiao Linzi's face turned purple, and he was really anxious.

"Well, don't tease you. Do you know why I sent rice paper to this waiter? In the future, he will be a famous calligrapher in the whole country. There is no problem at all in changing the small yard after her words," Liu Qiqiang said.

"Blow, you blow. How do you know, obviously to please people, see that people are a city woman, right? Do you think I don't know? It has to be said that it is the paper that relatives want to come. Do you have such broad relatives? Bragging doesn't make drafts, it's terrible" Xiao Lin Zi is really angry, he doesn't have much money when he goes out, and he buys cigarettes and rice paper to give to women, it's all blind spending.

"Have you forgotten that I can pinch it? Let's make a bet, in less than two years, this sister's words will already be difficult to find. Liu Qiqiang said.

"You can still pinch and calculate, I see that you can brag and slap, see that one sister on your left and one sister on the right called that is an affectionate." When bragging about the paper that my relative's family is coming, I want to debunk you, and if I don't debunk it, I will save you face" Xiao Lin Zi did not adhere to it.

His feeling is that Liu Qiqiang has taken a fancy to this city woman, and the city woman is dressed in a foreign style, but how can she have a sister who looks good? This Liu Qiqiang was blinded by lard.