Siheyuan: Stealing chicken with a stick, I pulled out a gun
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"Good, good, good!"

Second Uncle was very pleased with himself: " Since Ye Feng and his wife's work problem has been solved, then our courtyard will be satisfied this year. Now, I will announce the last thing for today."”

Towards Ye Feng, Second Uncle did not like him.

But the First Master had suffered twice in Ye Feng's hands, he could not even keep his position as the First Master, thus, he felt that Ye Feng was a tough nut to crack.

It was not easy to chew.

He had just become the leader of the courtyard, his position was not stable yet, there was no need to provoke Ye Feng now.

However, since he became the head, he had a long way to go in the future, he did not believe that Ye Feng would not reveal anything.

At that time.

Then, he would show him Second Uncle's methods.

"What's the last thing?" someone asked.

Second Uncle: " Some time ago, Third Uncle was quite busy, so he delayed writing the Spring Festival couplets. Tomorrow is the New Year, so it's tonight. Everyone, bring the red paper over and let Third Uncle write the couplet for you overnight.”

When Second Uncle said this, Ye Feng remembered that when he was buying the New Year's goods two days ago, Old Lady had instructed him: "

Don't forget to buy red paper.

He had bought the red paper, but he hadn't written the couplet.

Ye Feng had just returned from his training, he did not think about this.

When Second Uncle said that, he realized that not only his family, but the other people in the courtyard house also did not put up couplets.

The New Year was the most solemn traditional festival in the country, and couplets were essential.

The Spring Festival couplets had to be pasted before the New Year. If they were pasted tomorrow, it would be a joke.

Third Uncle: " Let me say something. Every household will still have to pay 50 cents for the pen. Qin Huairu and Yang Jian are in dire straits, so we'll exempt them."”

"However! Ye Feng had money, he would pay for the two families 'money.”

Third Uncle was still calculating. There were more than a dozen families living here, and each family had 50 cents. Third Uncle's family had money for the New Year.

"Ye Feng, you have to give me 1.50 yuan!”Third Uncle said proudly.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Feng was furious: " Third Master, you are being unreasonable. You wrote a couplet for others, why should I pay for it?"”

"You have money."

Ye Feng replied,[I have money. It's mine.]

"If you don't pay, I won't write anymore." Third Uncle folded his arms.”

"Alright, alright, alright!"

Ye Feng waved his hand impatiently, it was almost the new year, he had not pasted the couplets, he could only enter the bridal chamber after he pasted the couplets.

At this time, Ye Feng could not be bothered to scheme with Third Uncle.

He had to admit that he did not scheme against Third Master this time.

This fellow was a wily old fox, how could he not only know that she was in a hurry to enter the bridal chamber?

It was intentional.

It was definitely intentional.

Ye Feng: " Third Uncle, Yang Jian's country is indeed in a difficult situation, I will pay for their family's money." However, if Qin Huairu's family isn't in dire straits, I won't fork out the money.”

In Qin Huairu's family, there was an old witch, an ingrate, and three vampires.

There was no way Ye Feng would pay for them.

Money was a small matter. He couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Third Uncle was unhappy. He looked like an old intellectual and said,"No, you have to pay for Qin Huairu's family's money today. Hehe, I won't be writing this year's Spring Festival couplets. Whoever wants to write it can write it.”

"Motherf * cker."

Ye Feng felt a headache.

Now, he finally reacted. So, this old fellow was just trying to give him an eye attack.

He clearly knew that she had a grudge with Qin Huairu's family, yet he still made her pay for them.

He was sincerely disgusted by himself.

"Come on!"

Shazhu laughed." Third Master, why are you acting like a child? I'll pay for Qin Huairu's family. Hurry up and write!"”

Third Uncle: " No, Ye Feng has to pay for today's money." You all heard what this kid said about me just now. He said that I'm not a good person.”

"Hey!"

Ye Feng laughed, the people of Si He Yuan were really scheming all the time.

At this moment, he was really in a difficult position.

This wasn't a big deal. It wasn't worth getting angry.

If he gave Third Uncle two slaps, he wouldn't be able to reason with him.

He wasn't a child and couldn't do such a thing.

Besides, Third Uncle was clearly scheming against him, unlike First Uncle who was secretly scheming against him.

Ye Feng was indeed unwilling to give money to Qin Huairu's family.

Don't take it.

It seemed that Third Uncle was not going to write the Spring Festival couplets.

"Alright, alright, Ye Feng, take a step back.”

"That's right. It's not like you don't have money. You eat big fish and meat every day. What's 50 cents to you?”

"Yes, yes, yes. Hurry up and get the money. Let Third Master write quickly. The weather is so cold, and you can still let everyone hang out with you.”

Everyone started discussing.

Lin Ruoxi gritted her teeth and took a step forward."Third Uncle, I'll write the Spring Festival couplets for our family this year.”

"Baby, you know how to write couplets!”

Ye Feng was extremely surprised, Lin Ruoxi's face turned red when he called her 'treasure'.

That's right, his wife was also a cultured person. Why did she have to beg him?

Lin Ruoxi nodded shyly and whispered,""When I was young, my family was full of scholars. I started practicing calligraphy since I was young.”

"Good, good, good! My precious wife, you've helped me a lot this time! Wait here, I'll go get the paper."

Ye Feng jogged back to get the red paper.

At the same time, a sense of pride welled up in his heart.

They were husband and wife. Just like when he drove back home, Lin Ruoxi would feel proud.

In his previous life, Ye Feng knew many things, but he lacked calligraphy.

Moreover, who in that era knew how to write calligraphy?

How could he not be proud that his wife could write and was a calligrapher?

"Write it yourself. Alright, then you write it. We'll write our own.”

Third Uncle looked disdainful. Of course, he did not think that a little girl could write very well.

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