Chapter 277

There are really many people in the yard today.So Ruan Jiaoyan just took a look, and her eyes were blocked by someone. She only saw He Cui, but she didn't recognize him.

Ruan Jiaoyan had never discovered this matter in her previous life, so Ruan Jiaoyan had nothing to do with He Cui before.

"Jiaoyan girl, I want a more beautiful one, the one with three characters, with flowers like brocade and magpies, as beautiful as it is."

Someone was talking to her in front of her, which drew Ruan Jiaoyan's attention back.

The person talking to her turned out to be the wife of the village chief.The wife of the village head is here.

This should also be a signal that the village chief's family wants to have a good relationship with their family.Ruan Jiaoyan smiled brightly, and said to her, "Auntie, it's fine, originally I didn't choose patterns, and the more things in a window grille, the more difficult it is to cut and the more paper and work, but Auntie, you opened your mouth. I will definitely cut a good one for you."

"Okay, okay, it's not easy for everyone this year, so your uncle, the village chief, wanted to make the family more festive, and he told me before. But you said that the year is not good, and there is no surplus food at home, so what should you do?" Is it going to be prosperous? I am worrying about it. I saw the window grilles taken by Datian’s family. They are booming, so I am happy. If I paste it on the window or the door, the New Year’s celebration will come? It doesn’t cost much. .”

The words of the village chief's daughter-in-law were already helping Ruan Jiaoyan to spread the word.

Moreover, the village chief was called "your village chief uncle", which directly shortened the distance between them.

Some people have already heard the meaning of the words of the village head's daughter-in-law, and they were still watching, but now their minds became active, and they quickly followed suit.

"Isn't it? It's skillfully cut out of red paper. It's really pretty."

"I heard that people in the imperial city love to post during Chinese New Year."

"Then didn't we borrow Jiao Yan's light to keep up with the New Year's pattern of the people in the imperial city?"

"No way!"

"Then give me one too, but our family is short on money, so we just need a simple copper plate."

"I'll have two, one copper plate."

"I think, I want three cards. It would be more prosperous to post two more. One copper card and one card, three copper plates can have three cards."

Many people who heard the movement and came to watch also opened their mouths.

Ruan Jiaoyan's eyes swept over their faces, and it was inevitable that some of them used to speak ill of their family, and when Ding Kucai made trouble for her, she followed them and pointed at her, and there were also those who were with them a few years ago. Jiacaidi is eager to pull out her family's vegetables, but what does that matter?
She is making money, as long as she is not someone who hates people, she will still make money from them.Even if it is an enemy, she will not be soft if she can take money out of the enemy's pocket.

"Huanhuan, get a piece of paper from Wei'an's house, write down what they want, and collect the money by the way."

"Hey!" Huanhuan immediately responded happily, and quickly ran in.

"All the villagers, uncles, aunts and sisters-in-law, let me say yes first. After our family Huanhuan writes down your names and what you want, you pay first. I will cut them up for you tomorrow and send them home. , otherwise, if you say no after I cut it, then wouldn’t I cut it for nothing? And there’s no credit for this New Year’s stuff.”

As soon as Ruan Jiaoyan said this, three or two wives really gave her a gouged look, feeling annoyed that her thoughts had been punctured.

These people in Jiuli Village don't have any big plans, there are plenty of people who love to take advantage of it, Ruan Jiaoyan knows this and that's why she made such a move.

After saying this, she smiled at the village head's wife again, "Auntie, I'll cut out what you want later."

"Okay." The village head's wife remembered what her husband told her before, that she still needs to have a good relationship with Ruan Jiaoyan, and the village head is now expecting Ruan Weian to become the first scholar of their Jiuli Village. "My family still wants to write Spring Festival couplets."

The village chief's wife lowered her voice, and said to Ruan Jiaoyan, "Jiaoyan, your village chief uncle said to ask Wei'an to write two pictures for my family, do you think so? Didn't Wei'an learn something in the town before? Is it the first name? We want to get some talent, look at the monkeys at home and they won't be as smart as Wei'an in the future."

Ruan Jiaoyan was a little surprised, now that Wei An's handwriting is still incomparable with her father's handwriting, but she never thought that the village head's family would want a Spring Festival couplet written by a teenager like Wei An.

"Of course this is fine. I'll let Wei An write it later." Ruan Jiaoyan agreed, and then glanced at her father again.

I don't know if her father would feel a little uncomfortable and hurt his self-esteem when he knew that the village chief didn't want his Spring Festival couplets, but wanted Wei'an's.

Who asked him to gamble?No matter how good the writing is, it's a gamble, and the village head is a little disgusted, right?
Huanhuan came to register with a pen and paper, and several people wanted Ruan Funian to write Spring Festival couplets. Ruan Funian was very happy, and agreed to each of them, and wrote a lot of them on the spot.

His handwriting is really good, even the illiterate villagers can tell it is good, and Ruan Phu Nian's handwriting was praised by his wife who came to visit relatives in the city when he was young.

At that time, he was also a small talent that everyone thought would be admitted as a scholar and Jinshi. Who knows why he lived his life like this later.

So many women gossip behind their backs, saying that Mrs. Chen is a coward. Although they didn't kill Ruan Funian, they ruined his future.

Someone with a delicate face like Chen's is suddenly said to be charming and charming.

After waking up, Mrs. Chen also opened a small window in the east room to watch the commotion in the yard, her eyes were a little red.

It's been a long, long time since their family has been so lively, and when she saw Ruan Funian writing Spring Festival couplets, she felt that he was happy at this time, the first time in more than ten years.

Chen firmly believes that Ruan Funian is suitable for studying, and it is true that she has dragged him down.

The room was very lively, she didn't dare to go out to spoil everyone's fun, for fear that the atmosphere would be different once she went out.

When the snowflakes fell down again, Ruan Jiaoyan stopped shouting and everyone had almost left. Ruan Funian's hands were red from the cold, but his expression was joyful.

"It's okay, I can still write, let's write two more pictures."

"Move the table in." Ruan Jiaoyan was not used to him at all. "It's snowing, why are you still writing Spring Festival couplets in the wind and snow? Pack up and go into the house, and write tomorrow. I'll make some ginger soup. Have a drink."

The sky is getting darker, and the light in the room is very dim. I can't read the words clearly, and the writing hurts my eyes.So they have to do this kind of thing during the day.

Both Huanhuan and Wei An listened to her, no matter how reluctantly Ruan Funian had to put down his pen to help clean up.

Fortunately, Ruan Jiaoyan really bought a lot of red paper, but looking at the window grilles that Huanhuan wrote down, she reckoned and felt that the red paper was still not enough.

(End of this chapter)

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