Rebirth of the Flying Era

Du Fei came out of the inner courtyard and originally wanted to go back to the office, but when he arrived in the front yard, he met Zhou Peng.

Judging from what he meant, he probably went to the inner courtyard to find Director Wang.

Du Fei and this guy were close friends, but they didn't know Zhou Peng's parents, and he couldn't afford to get along with him.

Therefore, I didn’t plan to go to his house during the Chinese New Year.

The two of them joked around, chatted for a few words, and then went their separate ways.

However, as soon as Du Fei returned to the office, he saw Zhu Ting angrily giving him an inexplicable look.

Du Fei didn't know where he had offended this eldest lady, so he walked up to him with a smile and said, "Sister Zhu, I didn't offend you today."

Zhu Ting snorted and said, "Don't get together with Zhou Peng in the future."

As he spoke, he sat behind the desk, took out the red paper, pen and ink and started writing couplets.

Zhu Ting not only writes beautifully with pen calligraphy, but also has more than ten years of skill in calligraphy.

Du Fei ignored Zhu Ting's attitude and looked up with a shy face.

In fact, he couldn't tell what "Yan Liu Ouzhao" meant, but seeing Zhu Ting's serious expression, stroke after stroke, and full of posture, he just applauded.

It says, "The motherland has good mountains and rivers, and the people have new years," followed by, "Serve the people with hardship and simplicity, and work the revolution with courage and high spirits to the end." After all, if it is to be posted at the door of the unit, it must not say "Congratulations on getting rich" or something like that.

It just so happened that we had both entrances to the hospital.

When Du Fei saw that Zhu Ting had finished writing, he quickly came over and said: "Sister, there is still red paper! Write one for me too, save money and buy it."

Zhu Ting rolled her eyes and said, "Let me co-write just to save a few cents?"

Du Fei's expression suddenly changed, he took a step back and bowed: "Du Fei, a young man, has heard for a long time that the girl's calligraphy is excellent. I specially request a calligraphy treasure to be passed down to the descendants. I think it is a pearl. Please give it to the girl."

When Zhu Ting saw this, she was startled for a moment, then giggled and said, "Young man, please speak up! I'll write one for you."

As he spoke, he picked up the pen, soaked it with ink, licked the pen, thought about it for a while, and started writing in one fell swoop: I am confident that in two hundred years of life, I will be like water hitting three thousand miles!

Du Fei looked at it. Although this picture was written very quickly and it was obviously more careful than the previous two pictures, Du Fei shook his head after reading it.

"Why, the writing is not good?" Zhu Ting frowned. She was very confident in her calligraphy.

Du Fei said: "The word is a good word, but this word... is a bit too big. I don't dare to put it on the door!"

Zhu Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was not a problem with the words.

He immediately curled his lips and said: "How old are you? You are so old-fashioned. Aren't young people supposed to have this courage?"

Du Fei drooped his eyelids and looked speechless.

Zhu Ting was a little embarrassed by what she saw: "Humph~ You have a lot to do, so I'll write another one for you."

Zhu Ting picked up her pen again...

At this moment, Section Chief Qian came in from outside, holding a square paper bag in his hand. He didn't know what was going on, and he was smiling happily.

"Xiao Zhu, I'm writing a couplet!" Section Chief Qian said hello.

Because Du Fei's back was turned, he saw Section Chief Qian at this moment, and he quickly bowed and greeted New Year with a smile.

After hearing his auspicious words, Section Chief Qian said with a smile: "That's right, this year I will take your aunt back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year. If you can't come back in time for the second day of the new year, you kid, don't go."

Du Fei was a little surprised. He hadn't heard about this incident two days ago. He said that he went over to pay New Year's greetings on the second day of the Lunar New Year and Section Chief Qian had promised well. How could he change so easily?

However, Du Fei didn't say much. Since others have made such a decision, there must be someone who has their reasons.

Du Fei said: "If I had known this was a big deal, I would have brought the things and sent them to you directly."

Section Chief Qian said: "Okay, I know you are serious."

Du Fei did not continue.

At this time, Zhu Ting also finished writing the second couplet and put it aside to dry.

Then I called Du Fei and pasted the two front pieces to the outside.

After everything was done, Du Fei made an excuse and went out for a walk. When he came back, he already had a big cloth bag in his hand.

He went to the small office and put it on Section Chief Qian's desk: "Uncle Qian, I just went home and prepared some for you and my aunt. There's nothing good. I can't go to the second grade of junior high school, so I'll get it for you first."

Section Chief Qian was stunned: "You kid, you did such a big job just now and you even ran home to get it!"

Du Fei chuckled.

Section Chief Qian pointed at him and stuffed it under the table without any pretense.

Zhu Ting on the opposite side saw it and snorted: "Where's mine?"

Du Fei curled his lips and said, "Someone still owes me a meal, but I haven't cashed in yet!"

Zhu Ting blushed, glared at him, and said angrily: "You only know how to eat in one day, why don't you tire yourself to death!"

Du Fei said shamelessly: "Hey~ I am the Prime Minister who can support a boat in his belly!"

"Bah~ You are the only one who returns the favor to the Prime Minister..."

The two of you talked to each other, teasing me.

Unknowingly, it was already midday.

I will get off work directly at noon today, and the canteen will not be open.

And most people are waiting for the New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening, so they just skip the lunch meal.

Everyone has deep-fried meatballs, jujubes and the like. When you're hungry, just take a few bites to eat.

Du Fei got on his bicycle and didn't go directly to Chen Zhongyuan's house. The Spring Festival couplets hadn't been posted yet in the courtyard!

Besides, although others are not at home tonight, the New Year's Eve firecrackers must be set off.

Du Fei quickly returned to the courtyard on his bicycle.

The steel rolling mill doesn't get off work so early, and many people haven't come back yet.

But the Chinese New Year atmosphere in the courtyard is quite strong.

Every household is decorated with lanterns and streamers.

Especially in the front yard, the third uncle set up a table and wrote Spring Festival couplets for each household, taking the opportunity to refresh his pen.

When Du Fei came back, the third uncle was busy writing.

Many people in the backyard of the central courtyard also gathered around the table, adults and children watching the fun.

Du Fei came in with a cart and went over to take a look.

Not to mention, I am really good at the word "San Daye", and the Spring Festival couplets are not shabby when posted.

It happened that the third uncle had finished writing a piece. He dipped his head in ink and asked, "Hey? Who's next?"

I happened to see Du Fei and immediately smiled and said: "Hey~ Xiao Du hasn't written it yet, right?"

Du Fei chuckled: "No need to excuse me, our leader wrote a letter to me at work just now."

When the third uncle heard this, he became more competitive, put down his pen, stood up and said, "You have to take a look at the leader's calligraphy."

Du Fei didn't hide it either, he would have to post it later anyway.

After putting on the bicycle, I took out the couplet written by Zhu Ting just now.

The third uncle took it, put it on the table and unfolded it, his eyes narrowed slightly.

As the saying goes, outsiders see the excitement, but insiders see the door.

The third uncle looked at it for a moment and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Okay, what a beautiful willow body!"

Du Fei didn't know much about it, but he also knew that Zhu Ting was a good person, so he said, "Not bad, right?"

The third uncle nodded and said: "Good words! Good words!"

Du Fei happily put away the couplets and pushed his bicycle to the middle courtyard without further delaying the third uncle to write the couplets.

There's still one more chapter, I'll have to wait a while.