The next morning, after breakfast, Grandpa Xiao arranged to write the word "Fu" and couplets.

......

"It's rare to play chess without having to finish your meal in one day."

The old lady muttered.

Looking at the red paper, the old lady showed a joyful smile on her face.

The New Year is a big deal.

A great joy.

Of course, we must welcome you happily.

......

“This year is the latest year for us to prepare for these in so many years.”

Xiao’s mother was a little moved.

Isn't it?

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

......

"It's old man."

The old lady picked up a piece of lucky characters written by the old man and looked at it carefully.

......

Old man:...

He just focused on writing and did not pay attention to the conversation around him.

Now he happened to write a good word, but he was not easy to answer the old woman's words.

After all, the old woman is right.

He was addicted to playing chess and almost forgot about it.

but......

"I'm saying it's because I'm not doing well."

"You old woman are very stingy."

"I will not forgive you if I am right."

The old man whispered to himself a few unjustly.

......

"What did you say?"

The old lady turned her head.

Her attention just now was on the word "Fu", and the old man said vaguely, but she didn't hear it clearly.

But she vaguely felt that the old man was talking about her.

Because the eyebrows are raised.

He looked at the old man with a bad expression.

......

“I said…”

The old man grinned, "Don't just look at it."

"Come."

“Everything is done.”

"Write a few words."

......

Puff~

Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing.

The old man who noticed some movement knew that his grandson had heard his complaint just now when he saw his grandson's expression.

The old man blinked at his grandson.

Xiao Xiao nodded slightly in a clear understanding.

There was a smile in my eyes.

......

“Yes.”

The old lady greeted her grandson, "Xiaoxiao, come and write it too."

"My grandson is so lucky."

"The word "Fu" written is definitely the best."

......

"good."

Xiao Xiao walked over and took the brush handed to him by the old lady.

......

One morning, the Xiao family was writing the word "Fu" and couplets lively.

Everyone's finished products add up and almost fills the table.

......

"I'll go cook."

Seeing that the time was almost over, Xiao’s mother put down the brush in her hand.

She only touched this brush once a year.

I was a little excited like a child.

......

"I'll help you."

The old lady looked at Xiao's mother.

She is not writing anymore.

Writing calligraphy is not easy.

It requires muscles and bones.

After writing a few words, the old lady's hands became a little sore.

Just go to do something else to do.

......

"Buzz buzz ~"

Xiao Xiao was slightly stunned.

This is...

"Chirky~"

The duck flew over with its wings.

It's just that the phone is not grasped on the claws.

It was originally grasping.

But the baby spoon slapped his head with his wings.

He also called it a fool.

Although it was unclear, it still listened to the baby spoon and did not grab the phone to look for Lord Xiao Xiao.

......

Xiao Xiao put down his pen.

"I'll go and answer a call."

......

"Ah, oh."

The old man responded casually.
To be continued...