He Yuzhu dodged to the side. The charming woman had a faint smile on her lips. She glanced at He Yuzhu and walked straight to the counter.
The tavern instantly fell silent. Dozens of gazes fell on the charming woman, but she seemed to be unaware of it. She handed the wine pot in her hand to a man standing at the counter and said,"Give me two catties of wine."
The man swiftly poured her two catties of wine."Here, take the wine."
The charming woman took the wine pot and walked out of the tavern. She walked past He Yuzhu calmly and walked towards the silk shop not far away.
"Chen Xueru." Just as He Yuzhu was muttering the charming woman's name, another man with a mid-parted hairstyle appeared in front of her.
"Yo, Executive Fan is here. Please come in!”The waiter greeted a man.
Fan Jinyou…At this point, He Yuzhu confirmed that the main characters of the movie "Little Woman at Zhengyang Gate" were also in this world.
"Alright, let's go home."
He Yuzhu was here today to take a look at the real person in the movie.
In the future, if there was any involvement, he would talk about it.
On the way home, heavy snow fell from the sky again. This should be the last heavy snow before the new year.
Auspicious snow heralds a bumper harvest. It's a good sign.
When he returned home, He Yuzhu shook off the snowflakes on her body and glanced at his sister's room. It was dark inside, and she was probably asleep.
After entering the house, He Yuzhu noticed that Qin Huairu was still awake. He said,""Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I can't sleep well without you by my side.”Qin Huairu looked like a resentful woman.
As she spoke, He Yuzhu sat down beside her and massaged her shoulders using traditional Chinese medicine.
"Don't be too stressed and don't let your imagination run wild. Wait for the child to be born and you'll be free.”
"Kiss…" Qin Huiru sought comfort from his actions.
The night was silent.
On the 29th of the first month, He Yuzhu brought his sister, sister-in-law, and daughter-in-law to the Chaoyang market to buy some things.
"Buy some clothes for Jing Ru. The clothes that she wears in the rain can't cover her.”He Yuzhu said.
When Qin Jingru heard that she was suddenly called out by her cousin's husband, she could not help but feel happy.
Qin Huiru turned to size up her cousin. As the sleeves of her shirt were too short, Qin Jingru's wrist was exposed. There were not many patches on her clothes. He Yushui still took good care of her clothes.
Qin Huairu knew that He Yuzhu was the one who made money in this family, so she said,""I'll change it for her. She can wear it for another two to three years.”
He Yuzhu thought that in another two to three years, it was not just the sleeves that needed to be changed.
Her eyes were all tense. In another two to three years, she would not be able to feel her chest ache.
Hearing her cousin's words, Qin Jingru was also very understanding and said,""Brother-in-law, it's fine what I wear. I can also let my cousin change it.”
He Yuzhu agreed,""I'm the one who owns this house. I'll give the three of you new clothes. It's New Year's tomorrow, so you must wear new clothes for the New Year.”
Qin Huairu was once again a little resentful woman."Fine, whatever I say is useless.”
He Yuzhu held her shoulders."Who said that? Jingru helped clean the house, wash clothes, and cook when you were pregnant. I saw it all. Buying her new clothes is also what I should do as her brother-in-law.”
Qin Jingru, who was following behind them, heard her brother-in-law's approval of what she had done over the past few months. She could not help but feel a sense of warmth in her heart... It was worth it!
As they spoke, they arrived at the clothing store.
Nowadays, cloth tickets were needed to buy clothes.
It was released in September last year. This was also the first issue of the cloth tickets. It was called the opening cloth tickets by the common people, meaning that it was the first issue of the cloth tickets.
The era of this and that had quietly arrived.
After changing into a new shirt, Qin Jingru suddenly felt that her chest was not stuffy anymore. It was wide and relaxed, leaving room for her to relax.
He Yuzhu looked at the clothes of this era and saw that his younger sister and sister-in-law were wearing them. Indeed, ugly people could not blame the clothes because beautiful people would look beautiful in anything.
The New Year in this era was still very good because people's threshold for happiness was still very low. It was easy to be satisfied. Ordinary people could be happy for a few days after eating dumplings filled with pork and onions during the New Year.
Walking out of the clothing store, He Yuzhu bought red paper for couplets. He planned to write them himself.
He also bought some ingredients for tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner.
As the four of them talked, they returned to the courtyard house.
He Yuzhu put down the red paper he had bought and began to write the couplet.
One pair at home, one pair at the deaf old lady's house…When an auntie who came to visit saw it, she was shocked.
"Zhu Zi, when did you learn to write such beautiful words?”
"This is the first time I've seen my brother write with a brush," He Yushui said."His calligraphy is no worse than Third Master's!"”
In the past, the Spring Festival couplets of all the residents of the courtyard house were written by the third uncle, Yan Bugui. Of course, as Yan Laoxi who was meticulous, the third uncle also had to collect money.
There was nothing wrong with this. After all, it was only right for him to collect some money.
After all, his monthly salary of 40 yuan was a little tight due to his super strong ability to make babies. If he could earn some money to support his family, Yan Bugui would definitely fight to do it.
In addition, helping others write couplets could also earn them respect. Why not?
The status of the Third Master came just like that.
He Yuzhu said,"I've practiced it before, but I haven't shown it yet."”
A middle-aged woman saw that He Yuzhu's writing was indeed not bad, so she said,"Zhu Zi, can you write a pair for our family?”
"Of course you can." He Yuzhu agreed.
"I'll go back and get the red paper now. I don't need to trouble your Third Uncle to write it. He's still in line.”
"Alright, go back and get it first. I'll send the Spring Festival couplets to the deaf old lady.”
After finishing his work, he rubbed his wrist and walked towards the backyard.
As the ancestor of the quad, Yan Bugui naturally had to curry favor with the Deaf Old Lady. Therefore, he did not charge the Deaf Old Lady for writing the Spring Festival couplets. He just came a little late.
"Old Lady, I'm here to write a couplet for you.”
Yan Bugui held a brush and ink in his hand as he looked at the old lady.
"What? What did you say? "I can't find you," he said.
The Deaf Old Lady nodded. Yan Bugui was about to ask where the red paper was when he heard the Deaf Old Lady say,""There's no need. Zhu Zi wrote it for me.”
"He Yuzhu?"
Yan Bugui was stunned. He said,""Zhu Zi is just a chef, how could he know how to write?”
Hearing this, the Deaf Old Lady was unhappy."Who said that? The pillar's writing is very beautiful.”
As they spoke.
The Deaf Old Lady showed He Yuzhu's masterpiece to Yan Bugui.
"This…" This skill was not inferior to his!
Yan Bugui was dumbfounded.
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