Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"Let me see."

Jiang Shunan put the ladder in front of the gate, spread out the couplets, divided the upper and lower couplets, and then... froze.

How did you post the upper and lower links?

Which side is the upper line and which side is the lower line?

...to the left, or to the right?

Jiang Shunan was holding a couplet in one hand, and stood awkwardly at the door.

The modern reading order is from left to right, so the upper line is on the left?

Jiang Shunan thought.

It seems wrong, the order in ancient times is from right to left, couplets are a traditional custom, should paste the first couplet on the right, right?

"What you mean by posting the couplets is just holding the couplets and standing in a daze at the door?"

Wei Jingrong couldn't help laughing, he couldn't hold back even if he wanted to: "Then you can stand up."

"What is daze?"

Jiang Shunan rolled his eyes, hung the couplet on the ladder with a guilty conscience, and fiddled with the ladder in a serious manner: "I'm going to post it now."

Wei Jingrong glanced at him, folded his hands on his chest: "You post the next couplet first?"

"what?"

Jiang Shunan subconsciously responded, and immediately let out another 'ah'.

"Ah, I'm used to posting the second couplet first." Jiang Shunan thought for a while, and added, "Hand in hand."

Wei Jingrong smiled, and kept leaning against the door in the same posture that he was looking at just now.

The morning sky was extraordinarily bright and transparent, and the winter sun slanted on Wei Jingrong's maroon sweater. It was clean and warm, dazzling but not glaring at all.

Jiang Shunan was fascinated by this winter smile. If it weren't for broad daylight, he really wasn't sure he could control some primitive impulses in his mind.

"Come on, take it."

"what?"

Jiang Shunan asked, but he had already reached out to take the things.

"I came here specially to bring you glue."

"Oh."

Jiang Shunan put the glue in his pocket, reconfirmed whether the ladder was stable, and prepared to climb up.

"No need to help?"

"Need not."

Jiang Shunan's height is there, and the ladder doesn't need to be climbed very high, it can be pasted at about halfway.

"Go and help uncle, this little thing will be fine soon."

That being said, Wei Jingrong didn't leave right away. He didn't leave calmly until he confirmed that he had got the right couplet.

Jiang Shunan did not delay, took out the glue and wiped it on the couplet twice, closed the lid and put it away, aligned the gap between the tiles, pressed it firmly for a few seconds, and then carefully applied the glue along the two sides of the couplet. Straighten it and paste it, then come down, ready to paste the couplet.

After lifting the shelf to the other side, Jiang Shunan suddenly heard a series of light footsteps in the yard, and was quite anxious.

Looking inside, it was Mother Wei.

"Shun'an, why did you come outside? Come on, let's have breakfast first, it will be cold in a while."

"Okay, auntie." Jiang Shunan said, holding the ladder steady and climbing up, "I'll go back after posting this, and I'll be ready soon."

"Hey, what's the rush? Can posting Spring Festival couplets be more important than eating?"

Jiang Shunan didn't speak, just smiled slightly, opened the glue and wiped it on, and then drew the distance between the two sides: "Auntie, do you think this will work?"

"Go...to the left," Wei's mother looked to the right, then leaned over and looked to the left, "to the left a little."

Jiang Shunan took the couplet and moved to the left: "Is that so?"

"It seems, it seems to be too late," Wei's mother looked at the couplets pasted on the left, "Go to the right, go to the right and go a little more."

Jiang Shunan moved a little further to the right: "Is that so?"

"Okay, that's it."

"Good."

Aiming at the gap, as soon as the couplet was pasted, Wei's mother was urging: "Okay, okay, come down quickly."

"Immediately, it's almost there."

When the couplets were pasted firmly, Jiang Shunan put glue on both sides of the couplets as before, straightened them, stroked them evenly, and pasted them well.

"It's at the gate, it looks better like this."

"This kid is really careful."

Wei's mother held her hands in her apron pockets, and looked at Jiang Shun'an with a smile: "He is tall and handsome, has a sweet mouth, and is hardworking. He must be especially attractive to little girls."

Jiang Shunan smiled perfunctorily: "Fortunately, that's all."

I don't know whether I am popular with the little girl or not, and I don't care.

One is that I really have no interest in this, and the other is that I have my own name and my own heart, and I don’t even think about it if I am happy.

Wei's mother said: "Hey, if I have a daughter, I will marry you. Auntie likes such a good guy."

"No, it's my aunt who praised it." Wei Jingrong said with a smile.

"It's fine if Jing Rong is a girl, but she's younger than you... eh, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Shunan fell to the ground on his back.

The blue sky, the white floating clouds, and...the ladder that was thrown towards him.

It's okay to be a girl.

Girls are fine too.

That's fine too.

Ok.

what.

At this second, countless pictures flashed before Jiang Shunan's eyes, but his mind was blank.

If you heard it wrong, you must have read it wrong.

How could Wei Jingrong's mother want Wei Jingrong to be a girl? !

Dream, must be a dream, I must not wake up.

Then... Jiang Shunan closed his eyes.

He closed his eyes motionless.

"Shun'an, Shun'an!"

Wei Jingrong half-kneeled on the ground in horror, patted Jiang Shun'an's face and shouted, "Shun'an, wake up, wake up!"

But no matter how much he shouted, Jiang Shunan didn't respond at all.

The neighbors around didn't know what happened, so they hurried over to see. After a while, two circles of people surrounded the road, blocking half of the road.

Wei Jingrong didn't care about anything else, and still shouted desperately: "Shun'an, Shun'an, wake up, wake up, don't be scared..."

The word "I" was still in his mouth, Jiang Shunan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the strange faces around him for no reason, his body jumped up suddenly, sat, looked around, and finally fixed on Wei Jingrong's pale face .

"Jing Rong, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly."

"I'm fine," Wei Jingrong heaved a sigh of relief, and asked with concern, "How are you, is there anything wrong?"

"No, I'm fine."

Jiang Shunan blinked, got up, and suddenly fell back to the ground in pain.

Wei Jingrong immediately supported him: "What's wrong? Does your leg hurt? Where? Is it the thigh or the calf?"

"No," Jiang Shunan shook his head with a distorted face, and stretched out his hand to touch behind him, "I seem to have twisted my waist."

The onlookers seemed to be quite disappointed by this, and after talking a few words in a hurry, they dispersed, and went home to go about their own business.

Jiang Shunan sat on the ground for a while, Wei Jingrong confirmed that he had no other injuries, and then slowly helped him up with Dad Wei.

"Oh, auntie is scared to death, but it's okay, it's okay."

Mother Wei helped Jiang Shun'an wipe off the ashes with distress, and whispered tremblingly: "Such a good boy, if something happens, how can Auntie explain to your parents?"

Wei's father was still holding the brush in his hand, and hurriedly asked: "It was fine just now, what happened?"

"It's all right, uncle."

Jiang Shunan rubbed his waist, feeling as if an arrow had been shot in his waist: "Hiss, auntie was just joking with me, I didn't pay attention, and slipped off the ladder."

"It's auntie's fault, it's auntie's fault. Are you okay, does it still hurt?"

"It's okay," Jiang Shunan squeezed out a smile, "It doesn't hurt, it's gone for a long time."

However, with a slight movement, the expression on his face immediately betrayed himself.

"Old woman, no matter how busy people and children are, what joke are you playing with people?"

"You also said, who asked you to write some broken couplets early in the morning, otherwise people and children would not fall off the ladder."

"Why did you rely on me?"

"Uncle, aunt, I'm really fine," Jiang Shunan said hurriedly, "It's my own carelessness, and it has nothing to do with uncles and aunts."

"It doesn't matter, it's all the old woman's fault."

"It's obviously your old man's fault."

"Mom and Dad, Shun'an has already said it, so please stop arguing."

However, persuading the elderly not to quarrel seems to have little effect.

Wei's father and Wei's mother said one sentence to another, back and forth endlessly, arguing and arguing became a dialect, Jiang Shunan was dumbfounded when he heard it.

Fortunately, the old people didn't quarrel too violently, and Wei Jingrong laughed at the end of the quarrel.

"Dad, Mom, I'll help Shun'an go back first."

Wei Jingrong looked at the two old men who only had eyes for each other, sighed, and helped Jiang Shun'an to walk into the house.

It's just that Jiang Shunan walked very slowly, and his movements were a little louder, and his face could be deformed for a while.

"Does it still hurt?"

"A little bit." In front of Wei Jingrong, Jiang Shunan didn't hold on, "I guess the fall was not light."

"Fortunately, I was going to find you at that time, otherwise the ladder would fall on you, and now..."

Wei Jingrong spoke halfway, but didn't continue.

"Okay, I said it's all right, the waist should be rested and it's fine."

Jiang Shunan wanted to hold back and show Wei Jingrong a jump, but he couldn't hold back and collapsed on the spot.

"Hiss, Nima, it hurts me to death!"

"Know the pain and still jump around."

Wei Jingrong grabbed Jiang Shunan and walked slowly while supporting his waist.

"How did you fall? I saw you lying flat on the ground, how could you hurt your waist?"

"I don't know."

Jiang Shunan was crying, and within half a second, he suddenly smiled.

Possibly, this is called...

Be happy up to your waist.

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