Jia Huan's rebirth and revenge

Holding a pen, even if you have changed your body, it is impossible to get rid of the habit memory that has followed your body for decades. The first stroke may be a little jerky, but when you finish writing a word, Jia Huan will I have regained the original feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water. After copying the couplets from the lottery, a smile appeared on Jia Huan's face. Not to mention him, other people in the family are also happy at the moment .

"Okay, look, the word Er Zi wrote it well. He is talented and much better than Eldest Brother. I think it looks better than those two pretentious ones."

Brother Xing didn't feel jealous or dissatisfied at all because his younger brother was stronger than him, but he was full of joy, and felt that what he had thought in the past was right. My second younger brother is a good material for reading. Not to mention, even writing is so good now, if you go out by yourself in the future, it will be a good thing to make people look high.

Not to mention, with this hand, no matter how difficult life is in the future, there will be no way out. With this one word, you can more or less get a bite of porridge, and the life of the family will be a little bit longer. Guarantee, as the head of the family, he is naturally more secure, rest assured, how could he be unhappy.

Mrs. Qi was also very happy. The children in the family could read and she didn't follow her, so she didn't understand what these words meant, and she didn't know whether the words were good or bad, but she also had her own way of identifying them. That is compared with those brought back by Jia Huan. If someone can sell money, this word is always good. If your own child can be similar to the word that sells money, then it must be good and can sell money.

It was even easier for Yu Niang, she immediately started cutting the red paper, and said while cutting:

"It's done, it's done, Er Zi, if you can master this handwriting, don't practice it. The paper also costs money. Write it on the red paper quickly and carefully. You can practice calligraphy and sell it for money, and save money." Ink, this is tightness.”

Look at this calculation, Jia Huan's teeth hurt from hearing it. If there is no such calculation, how much is this ink?A set of [-] Wen, it can be counted for this, it is enough.

Only Xiaosan looked envious, he also seemed to me to try to write with a pen, what is it like to try to write with a pen, but unfortunately there is no chance, especially the eldest brother, I probably won’t let him touch it until he can’t write decently with branches up.

No matter what other people think, Jia Huan is inexplicably immersed in his own world at the moment, the red paper is no longer in his heart, and even the handwriting that is constantly added by himself is a bit in a trance , even though the content of the couplet is still being repeated correctly and accurately, Jia Huan seems to have returned to the time when he was copying scriptures at home, and he seemed to hear the gossip of those people in the past. He used to feel bored and hated. Feeling eager to dispel the clean voice, but at this moment, it made him feel a little more aftertaste.

Things are different, although nothing has happened at this time, but he will never forget the miserable appearance of these Miss Fu who are more shameless than him on weekdays were sold off one by one after the Jia family fell and ransacked their homes. , and there is no way to forget that Jia's family, which was rich and prosperous like a fairy palace, ended in a white and clean ending.

Just when Jia Huan tried hard to take a look at his aunt in the mist, the pen in his hand stopped, and he abruptly pulled him back to reality. After a closer look, he realized that he didn't know what At that time, the twenty couplets cut out of these ten pieces of red paper had already been written.

Xing Geer went straight up when Jia Huan stopped writing, put the written couplets aside one by one, and while drying the ink, he recited softly, trying to figure out word by word. Use your hand to write in the other palm of your own, and want to remember everything about this painting firmly, so that you can have more experience when you write by yourself in the future.

And Yu Niang immediately started packing up the pen and ink, and carefully put away the broken ink to dry, then handed the tile and pen with a little ink to Xiaosan's hand, and said to him:

"Hurry up, the ink is not dry yet, you can try to write a few strokes on this piece of waste paper."

She is the eldest sister, and she looks at the expressions of her younger brothers most carefully. She has long since discovered Xiaosan's envy for Jia Huan, and her regret for not being able to try writing with a pen. Now that the urgent work has been done, then The little bit of ink that is left is not used, and it is only for washing. It is better to let the third party have a good time. As for the paper?Isn't that the one that Jia Huan and his two brothers tried to write just now? pen.

Xiaosan is so happy, she glanced at Xing Geer and Jia Huan behind her, feeling that they didn't pay much attention, immediately grabbed the pen, moved it to the table, took a deep breath, picked up the pen, carefully wrote the first stroke.

What Xiaosan didn't see was that just as he was holding the pen, sweating profusely, and tensed up to start writing for the first time in his life, Jia Huan and Xing Ge'er had already turned their heads, and they were silently sitting behind. Watching, full of smiles.

Even though Jia Huan never talked about his own thoughts with Xing Geer, nor did he express any intention of letting Xiaosan study in the future, but Xing Geer still maintained a certain tune with him, and the reason was very good. Simple, even if the family is not doing well, for their younger brother, they all want to make his life better as much as possible, give him as many learning opportunities as possible, and create better opportunities for his future.

Even if such a chance is very small, even if such humility can give very little, it is the heart of these two elder brothers.

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Early the next morning, Xing Geer took Jia Huan out. This time selling couplets is a good business in the family. If it is successful, even writing letters to others may not be able to gain the trust of others and thus gain Work, but in this first month, it would be good to write more couplets, or even blessing characters. You may not earn much money, but it will also allow the family to scrape together some money to buy paper and pens.

The snow has been disturbing, and the sky is a bit dark because of the winter, but this still can't suppress the enthusiasm of the two brothers.