It means I love you.
"You two haven't finished it yet? Others' homes have already been pasted up." Lu Rulan knocked on the door to urge them, "The couplets and blessings of the whole village were written by Li Xiucai, and he wrote them one by one. You can write very fast, you can finish writing the whole village in an hour, you have been studying with the master for a long time, you can't lose to him."
When Lu Ziqian and Nan Qiqi heard this, they came back to their senses and quickly turned their heads.
Nan Qiqi took a step back and sat down on the chair.
Lu Ziqian yelled to the outside, "I said, why do the couplets written from house to house have these two sentences? It turned out that they were wholesaled from Li Xiucai's house."
Lu Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing at Nan Qiqi's timid gaze. He wasn't laughing at Nan Qiqi, he was laughing at himself. I didn't expect that after living two lifetimes, he would even look at someone because of him. Just can't help it.
Nan Qiqi was startled by Lu Rulan's voice at first, and was embarrassed and shy, but when he saw Lu Ziqian smiling at him, he couldn't help but want to laugh too.
I can't tell why, I just want to laugh and can't control it.
The two of them took couplets and blessings to the door to post them. This was the first time Nan Qiqi came out with his family to post couplets.
In the past, during Chinese New Year or festivals, Nan Qiqi was the loneliest time. When he was in her mother's house, her parents and younger brother were lively together. He was regarded as a marginal figure in the family. It was the same when she married Zhao's family. Their family It was lively, he was alone, and he couldn't even eat enough.
But now he can also post couplets, and the blessing on the door was written by himself.
Lu Rulan asked them to go in for dinner after posting. The dishes on the dinner table today were very rich, a chicken and a fish were stewed, there were some stir-fried vegetables, and a meatball was fried.
Such a sumptuous dish, not to mention the Chinese New Year a few years ago, even Lu Ziqian never had such a sumptuous meal on the day of his marriage.
Lu Rulan took out a small jar of homemade wine and poured a glass for Lu Ziqian. He looked at Nan Qiqi again, but Lu Ziqian stopped him, "He's still a child, give him something else to drink."
Lu Ziqian took out a newly bought beautiful cup, and poured Nan Qiqi some milk tea that he made in the morning, with pearls in it, "This is sweet, drink this."
Nan Qiqi had never drank alcohol, but in his last life he often smelled alcohol on the drunk Zhao Cheng, it was disgusting, he would feel nauseated when he thought of it, and he didn't want to drink that kind of thing.
Just now when Lu Rulan wanted to pour wine for him, he felt a little nervous, but fortunately Lu Ziqian stopped him.
He drank milk tea at Mr. Qin's house before. It was sweet and the pearls in it were delicious. Because of this milk tea, he always hoped that Lu Ziqian could stay at Mr. Qin's house for a few more days. The next time Lu Ziqian took him to Mr. Qin's place.
He didn't expect that Lu Ziqian would do this kind of thing, what kind of husband did he marry, and how could he know everything.
Lu Rulan clinked glasses to Lu Ziqian, "Thanks to you this year, life at home has been much easier."
She touched Nan Qiqi's cup again, "It's also thanks to you, who chose our family, my son, and brought him back to life."
Nan Qiqi felt that it was just a coincidence that he married Lu Ziqian, and scratched her head in embarrassment, "I didn't do anything."
Lu Ziqian took out two red paper bags, one for Lu Rulan and one for Nan Qiqi.
Lu Ziqian: "This is a New Year's red envelope for mother, and this is for Qi Qi's lucky money. This new year will help you all get rich."
"Tacky," Lu Rulan also took out a few pennies to give them as New Year's money, "Help you become a high-ranking official in the coming year, and you will earn more when you are a high-ranking official."
"Mother, you are even more vulgar." Lu Ziqian said with a smile.
Nan Qiqi at the side pinched the little red envelope that Lu Ziqian handed him. Although the red envelope was small, it seemed that what was wrapped inside was not copper coins, but silver.
It was heavy in the hand, as if there were several taels of silver.
Nan Qiqi had never touched money before, nor had he ever spent it. When he encountered money, he was a little scared, "Don't give it to me, I have nowhere to spend it."
Lu Ziqian: "Not only will I give you lucky money, but I will also give you pocket money every month from now on."
"Then how can I do it?" Nan Qiqi pushed the money in her hand towards Lu Ziqian in fear, but Lu Ziqian firmly held it in the palm of his hand.
"It's not for free, it's for you to practice how to manage money." Lu Ziqian said: "In the future, when I go to Beijing to be an official, the housekeeper will have to be in your hands. Know how to spend money, how to manage when the time comes?"
Nan Qiqi became even more frightened, and said tremblingly, "How can I let my mother-in-law take care of it?"
"I don't care." Lu Rulan stood on the same front as Lu Ziqian, "I might be buried when Qian'er becomes an official, so you should learn."
"Don't be so unconfident in me. I have at least three years," Lu Ziqian gestured, "I will definitely pass the exam. If I can't be the champion, I will be a third-ranked candidate."
Lu Rulan watched him take a sip of wine, "You can't drink enough, you don't like your mother at all."
After she finished speaking, she felt that what she said was wrong. Lu Ziqian was not her own in the first place, so how could he follow her.
Lu Ziqian obviously thought of this too, he said to Lu Rulan: "I am your son, of course I am like you, I am not drunk, I am sober now."
"Those who say they are not drunk are drunk, drink less." Lu Rulan felt at ease when she heard Lu Ziqian's words, feeling that all these years of hard work were not in vain, this child is sensible.
Nan Qiqi squeezed the red envelope in her hand, watching her mother-in-law and husband drinking, the family enjoyed themselves happily.
It was a joyful harmony that he had never seen and felt before, and he still had his share in this joyful harmony.
Lu Ziqian's family let him know that there are still people who love him in this world.
Some people treat him as trash, bully him and look down on him, while others love him like a treasure.
Nan Qiqi's self-abased heart was shaken a little, maybe it wasn't because she wasn't good enough, but because the people she met were not good enough.
It's because the parents and brother are bad, it's Zhao Cheng's family that's bad, not him.
……
After eating for a long time at noon, Lu Ziqian built a small sundial in the yard. After eating, Lu Ziqian went outside to take a look, it was around three o'clock in the afternoon.
Lu Rulan's self-brewed wine had a lot of stamina, Lu Ziqian felt dizzy and went back to his room to sleep.
Nan Qiqi followed him back to the room, he didn't drink, and he wasn't too sleepy.
He sat down at the table with the red envelope that Lu Ziqian gave him just now, and poured out the money in the red envelope.
He has a few small pieces of silver, big and small. He has never touched money, he can only count copper coins, and he can't weigh the weight of the silver.
But he also poured out a small note in the little red envelope, with Lu Ziqian's thoughtful note on it.
[Five taels of money, 520, means I love you. 】
At the end, she even drew a little heart. Such a straightforward confession made Nan Qiqi blush.
He squeezed the paper, his heart pounding.
Lu Ziqian said he wanted him to learn how to manage money, and he would give him pocket money every month in the future, but he didn't know where to put the money, for fear of losing it or being robbed.
He rummaged through it, and pulled out the little bellyband he had made for the child.
The child is still far away, and this piece of cloth looked fine before, but now they have made new clothes for the New Year, and the material they wear is much better than the fabric of this apron. He will definitely not be able to wear such a rough fabric for the child in the future.
Nan Qiqi thought it could be changed into a purse for money.
Now it's Chinese New Year's Eve, their custom is not to use scissors, needles and threads, he can only use the apron to wrap the money in it, not only put the money in it, but also treat the red envelope and the piece of paper written by Lu Ziqian as treasures Pack it in.
He looked around the house, didn't feel safe hiding anywhere, and finally climbed into bed and hid the little package under his pillow.
After hiding the money, Lu Ziqian was still awake, it was still dark outside, and he had nothing to do, so he lay beside Lu Ziqian.
Lu Ziqian's body was warm and warmed the bed, as if a stove was placed under the bed.
In the past, Nan Qiqi had a cold body and her hands and feet were cold. After marrying Lu Ziqian, she was hugged by this big stove every night, and her cold hands and feet improved a lot.
When he was awake, he didn't dare to lean on Lu Ziqian, and when he fell asleep, he hugged Lu Ziqian uncontrollably, with his legs on Lu Ziqian's body.
When Lu Ziqian woke up, he saw the little husband who was clinging to him.
Lu Ziqian didn't wake him up, just slid on his face lightly, then got out of bed lightly and made dinner.
He was going to make dumplings for dinner today. Last night on New Year's Eve, he thought that the family would eat dumplings. Even if there were no dumplings, there would be a similar substitute. He even bought white noodles.
White noodles and rice are very expensive these days, and the villagers don't eat them, and there is no custom of eating dumplings during Chinese New Year in their village.
Before Lu Ziqian crossed over, he was from the north, so he had to eat dumplings during the New Year, but he had a roommate in the south before, and that roommate said that they would not eat dumplings during the New Year, but tangyuan.
But their current village doesn’t even eat glutinous rice balls or rice cakes. Maybe their village is too poor, and more than half of the people in the village can eat enough to eat.
Thank goodness for being able to fill in meat during the Chinese New Year, let alone eating dumplings, there is no sense of ritual during the New Year.
Lu Ziqian said that he came to make dumplings at night, and Lu Rulan was watching, wanting to see what kind of dumplings he was talking about.
Lu Rulan had never seen white noodles before. When she saw Lu Ziqian put the bag of precious white noodles in the basin and sprinkled a little bit on the outside of the basin, her heart ached so much that she carefully picked up the handful of noodles and put them away. Put it back in the basin.
"Mom, I'll make dough with noodles, you can make dumpling stuffing." Lu Ziqian bought some mutton earlier and planned to make mutton stuffing with scallions. After time travelling, he has become a vegetarian almost every day. It's the Chinese New Year, of course he has to eat meat stuffing. Dumplings, "Chop the mutton for me first, just like making meatballs."
When Lu Rulan went to chop the meat, she didn't forget to glance at Lu Ziqian from the corner of her eye to see what he was going to do.
Soon, Lu Rulan saw Lu Ziqian sprinkle a layer of white flour on the chopping board, which made her feel bad, "What a prodigal."
"If you don't sprinkle the dough, the dough will stick to the chopping board when you roll out the dough." Lu Ziqian gave her a popular science.
Lu Rulan watched Lu Ziqian flexibly knead the dough, knead the dough into strips, cut into small pieces, and use a rolling pin to roll those small round lumps into small round cakes, which is quite magical.
Lu Rulan suddenly remembered one thing, "Where did you learn all this? I've never seen white flour, and you haven't seen it before. And that soap, how did you figure it out?"
The author says:
Lu Ziqian: "It's over, I got carried away with complacency, and forgot to cover it up."
.感谢在2022-03-2421:27:20-2022-03-2522:09:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
"You two haven't finished it yet? Others' homes have already been pasted up." Lu Rulan knocked on the door to urge them, "The couplets and blessings of the whole village were written by Li Xiucai, and he wrote them one by one. You can write very fast, you can finish writing the whole village in an hour, you have been studying with the master for a long time, you can't lose to him."
When Lu Ziqian and Nan Qiqi heard this, they came back to their senses and quickly turned their heads.
Nan Qiqi took a step back and sat down on the chair.
Lu Ziqian yelled to the outside, "I said, why do the couplets written from house to house have these two sentences? It turned out that they were wholesaled from Li Xiucai's house."
Lu Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing at Nan Qiqi's timid gaze. He wasn't laughing at Nan Qiqi, he was laughing at himself. I didn't expect that after living two lifetimes, he would even look at someone because of him. Just can't help it.
Nan Qiqi was startled by Lu Rulan's voice at first, and was embarrassed and shy, but when he saw Lu Ziqian smiling at him, he couldn't help but want to laugh too.
I can't tell why, I just want to laugh and can't control it.
The two of them took couplets and blessings to the door to post them. This was the first time Nan Qiqi came out with his family to post couplets.
In the past, during Chinese New Year or festivals, Nan Qiqi was the loneliest time. When he was in her mother's house, her parents and younger brother were lively together. He was regarded as a marginal figure in the family. It was the same when she married Zhao's family. Their family It was lively, he was alone, and he couldn't even eat enough.
But now he can also post couplets, and the blessing on the door was written by himself.
Lu Rulan asked them to go in for dinner after posting. The dishes on the dinner table today were very rich, a chicken and a fish were stewed, there were some stir-fried vegetables, and a meatball was fried.
Such a sumptuous dish, not to mention the Chinese New Year a few years ago, even Lu Ziqian never had such a sumptuous meal on the day of his marriage.
Lu Rulan took out a small jar of homemade wine and poured a glass for Lu Ziqian. He looked at Nan Qiqi again, but Lu Ziqian stopped him, "He's still a child, give him something else to drink."
Lu Ziqian took out a newly bought beautiful cup, and poured Nan Qiqi some milk tea that he made in the morning, with pearls in it, "This is sweet, drink this."
Nan Qiqi had never drank alcohol, but in his last life he often smelled alcohol on the drunk Zhao Cheng, it was disgusting, he would feel nauseated when he thought of it, and he didn't want to drink that kind of thing.
Just now when Lu Rulan wanted to pour wine for him, he felt a little nervous, but fortunately Lu Ziqian stopped him.
He drank milk tea at Mr. Qin's house before. It was sweet and the pearls in it were delicious. Because of this milk tea, he always hoped that Lu Ziqian could stay at Mr. Qin's house for a few more days. The next time Lu Ziqian took him to Mr. Qin's place.
He didn't expect that Lu Ziqian would do this kind of thing, what kind of husband did he marry, and how could he know everything.
Lu Rulan clinked glasses to Lu Ziqian, "Thanks to you this year, life at home has been much easier."
She touched Nan Qiqi's cup again, "It's also thanks to you, who chose our family, my son, and brought him back to life."
Nan Qiqi felt that it was just a coincidence that he married Lu Ziqian, and scratched her head in embarrassment, "I didn't do anything."
Lu Ziqian took out two red paper bags, one for Lu Rulan and one for Nan Qiqi.
Lu Ziqian: "This is a New Year's red envelope for mother, and this is for Qi Qi's lucky money. This new year will help you all get rich."
"Tacky," Lu Rulan also took out a few pennies to give them as New Year's money, "Help you become a high-ranking official in the coming year, and you will earn more when you are a high-ranking official."
"Mother, you are even more vulgar." Lu Ziqian said with a smile.
Nan Qiqi at the side pinched the little red envelope that Lu Ziqian handed him. Although the red envelope was small, it seemed that what was wrapped inside was not copper coins, but silver.
It was heavy in the hand, as if there were several taels of silver.
Nan Qiqi had never touched money before, nor had he ever spent it. When he encountered money, he was a little scared, "Don't give it to me, I have nowhere to spend it."
Lu Ziqian: "Not only will I give you lucky money, but I will also give you pocket money every month from now on."
"Then how can I do it?" Nan Qiqi pushed the money in her hand towards Lu Ziqian in fear, but Lu Ziqian firmly held it in the palm of his hand.
"It's not for free, it's for you to practice how to manage money." Lu Ziqian said: "In the future, when I go to Beijing to be an official, the housekeeper will have to be in your hands. Know how to spend money, how to manage when the time comes?"
Nan Qiqi became even more frightened, and said tremblingly, "How can I let my mother-in-law take care of it?"
"I don't care." Lu Rulan stood on the same front as Lu Ziqian, "I might be buried when Qian'er becomes an official, so you should learn."
"Don't be so unconfident in me. I have at least three years," Lu Ziqian gestured, "I will definitely pass the exam. If I can't be the champion, I will be a third-ranked candidate."
Lu Rulan watched him take a sip of wine, "You can't drink enough, you don't like your mother at all."
After she finished speaking, she felt that what she said was wrong. Lu Ziqian was not her own in the first place, so how could he follow her.
Lu Ziqian obviously thought of this too, he said to Lu Rulan: "I am your son, of course I am like you, I am not drunk, I am sober now."
"Those who say they are not drunk are drunk, drink less." Lu Rulan felt at ease when she heard Lu Ziqian's words, feeling that all these years of hard work were not in vain, this child is sensible.
Nan Qiqi squeezed the red envelope in her hand, watching her mother-in-law and husband drinking, the family enjoyed themselves happily.
It was a joyful harmony that he had never seen and felt before, and he still had his share in this joyful harmony.
Lu Ziqian's family let him know that there are still people who love him in this world.
Some people treat him as trash, bully him and look down on him, while others love him like a treasure.
Nan Qiqi's self-abased heart was shaken a little, maybe it wasn't because she wasn't good enough, but because the people she met were not good enough.
It's because the parents and brother are bad, it's Zhao Cheng's family that's bad, not him.
……
After eating for a long time at noon, Lu Ziqian built a small sundial in the yard. After eating, Lu Ziqian went outside to take a look, it was around three o'clock in the afternoon.
Lu Rulan's self-brewed wine had a lot of stamina, Lu Ziqian felt dizzy and went back to his room to sleep.
Nan Qiqi followed him back to the room, he didn't drink, and he wasn't too sleepy.
He sat down at the table with the red envelope that Lu Ziqian gave him just now, and poured out the money in the red envelope.
He has a few small pieces of silver, big and small. He has never touched money, he can only count copper coins, and he can't weigh the weight of the silver.
But he also poured out a small note in the little red envelope, with Lu Ziqian's thoughtful note on it.
[Five taels of money, 520, means I love you. 】
At the end, she even drew a little heart. Such a straightforward confession made Nan Qiqi blush.
He squeezed the paper, his heart pounding.
Lu Ziqian said he wanted him to learn how to manage money, and he would give him pocket money every month in the future, but he didn't know where to put the money, for fear of losing it or being robbed.
He rummaged through it, and pulled out the little bellyband he had made for the child.
The child is still far away, and this piece of cloth looked fine before, but now they have made new clothes for the New Year, and the material they wear is much better than the fabric of this apron. He will definitely not be able to wear such a rough fabric for the child in the future.
Nan Qiqi thought it could be changed into a purse for money.
Now it's Chinese New Year's Eve, their custom is not to use scissors, needles and threads, he can only use the apron to wrap the money in it, not only put the money in it, but also treat the red envelope and the piece of paper written by Lu Ziqian as treasures Pack it in.
He looked around the house, didn't feel safe hiding anywhere, and finally climbed into bed and hid the little package under his pillow.
After hiding the money, Lu Ziqian was still awake, it was still dark outside, and he had nothing to do, so he lay beside Lu Ziqian.
Lu Ziqian's body was warm and warmed the bed, as if a stove was placed under the bed.
In the past, Nan Qiqi had a cold body and her hands and feet were cold. After marrying Lu Ziqian, she was hugged by this big stove every night, and her cold hands and feet improved a lot.
When he was awake, he didn't dare to lean on Lu Ziqian, and when he fell asleep, he hugged Lu Ziqian uncontrollably, with his legs on Lu Ziqian's body.
When Lu Ziqian woke up, he saw the little husband who was clinging to him.
Lu Ziqian didn't wake him up, just slid on his face lightly, then got out of bed lightly and made dinner.
He was going to make dumplings for dinner today. Last night on New Year's Eve, he thought that the family would eat dumplings. Even if there were no dumplings, there would be a similar substitute. He even bought white noodles.
White noodles and rice are very expensive these days, and the villagers don't eat them, and there is no custom of eating dumplings during Chinese New Year in their village.
Before Lu Ziqian crossed over, he was from the north, so he had to eat dumplings during the New Year, but he had a roommate in the south before, and that roommate said that they would not eat dumplings during the New Year, but tangyuan.
But their current village doesn’t even eat glutinous rice balls or rice cakes. Maybe their village is too poor, and more than half of the people in the village can eat enough to eat.
Thank goodness for being able to fill in meat during the Chinese New Year, let alone eating dumplings, there is no sense of ritual during the New Year.
Lu Ziqian said that he came to make dumplings at night, and Lu Rulan was watching, wanting to see what kind of dumplings he was talking about.
Lu Rulan had never seen white noodles before. When she saw Lu Ziqian put the bag of precious white noodles in the basin and sprinkled a little bit on the outside of the basin, her heart ached so much that she carefully picked up the handful of noodles and put them away. Put it back in the basin.
"Mom, I'll make dough with noodles, you can make dumpling stuffing." Lu Ziqian bought some mutton earlier and planned to make mutton stuffing with scallions. After time travelling, he has become a vegetarian almost every day. It's the Chinese New Year, of course he has to eat meat stuffing. Dumplings, "Chop the mutton for me first, just like making meatballs."
When Lu Rulan went to chop the meat, she didn't forget to glance at Lu Ziqian from the corner of her eye to see what he was going to do.
Soon, Lu Rulan saw Lu Ziqian sprinkle a layer of white flour on the chopping board, which made her feel bad, "What a prodigal."
"If you don't sprinkle the dough, the dough will stick to the chopping board when you roll out the dough." Lu Ziqian gave her a popular science.
Lu Rulan watched Lu Ziqian flexibly knead the dough, knead the dough into strips, cut into small pieces, and use a rolling pin to roll those small round lumps into small round cakes, which is quite magical.
Lu Rulan suddenly remembered one thing, "Where did you learn all this? I've never seen white flour, and you haven't seen it before. And that soap, how did you figure it out?"
The author says:
Lu Ziqian: "It's over, I got carried away with complacency, and forgot to cover it up."
.感谢在2022-03-2421:27:20-2022-03-2522:09:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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