(I ordered a heater from a website named Su. The website stated that it would be delivered the next day, but I waited all day in vain and then said it would be scheduled for the day after tomorrow. Wow, I want to recommend it to the injured little soul and save it for comfort~~~

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"Boss, I'm here to get the plaque."

Today, the third wife went back to the third wife's parents' house to pay homage to her ancestors. When she read the blessing and saw that nothing was going on in the kitchen, she also took a leave after lunch and went out to get the plaque that Mr. Wu had given her.

Although there was a joke that day, Mr. Wu finally gave her two very reliable words.

Generally speaking, plaques with gold paint on a black background are the most beautiful, but gold paint is too expensive. Although the Shi family is slowly recovering, they can't afford such an expensive plaque, so they had to settle for the next best thing.

The style of red background with black characters, hanging on the door looks like Spring Festival couplets, which makes sense.

At that moment, the waiter brought the plaque and saw that it read: Huai'an has cakes that are full of flavor, and Shi's tofu is famous.

This pairing is easy to understand, and it also implies the names of Huai'an cakes and tofu. I was very satisfied with it on the day I read it. But when the plaque was made, the clerk asked, "Where is the horizontal batch?" Nianfu was dumbfounded.

, knowing that Mr. Wu had tricked him again.

When she went back to look for him, he refused to give it to her even though he held up the stamp with "Two Excellent Towns" written on it. Instead, he said with a smile, "I haven't gotten the cherry jam yet, so why don't I deduct some of the balance?"

Convex!

At that time, Nianfu really wanted to poke his shiny forehead. No wonder this old leftover man couldn't find a wife. It was so bad! But a living person can't be suffocated to death. Original orders cannot be obtained, and copycats are also popular.

So she asked Ouyang Kang to write a couplet for her and hang it up as before, without carving the board, just covering the words with paint. When she exchanged the cherry jam for the horizontal plaque, she could carve the plaque again.

There is no need to waste the wood used to make the plaque. Maybe there will still be money to make gold paint.

After hearing her idea, Mr. Wu didn't have any objections. He just looked sideways at Young Master Ouyang and smiled, "If you want to write, then write better."

Ouyang Kang did not dare to neglect, so he worked hard and practiced hard at home for several days. His arms were almost swollen, and he finally wrote a pair that Mr. Wu said was "unsatisfactory".

What Nianfu got now was the work of this young master.

To say that Nianfu's appreciation of calligraphy really needs to be improved, except that Mr. Wu's calligraphy is in running script and Ouyang Kang's is in block letters, and the handwriting is both regular and beautiful, nothing else can be seen.

So the boy at the paint shop really stimulated him, "The words on this plaque are elegant and magnificent, and there is a faint hint of sharpness in the writing. I guess it was written by a young man from a wealthy family, right?"

Nianfu was shocked, "You can even see this?"

The waiter smiled and said, "This is what we do. If we can't even recognize this, how will we be able to survive in the future?"

Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art. Nianfu gave him a thumbs up, and with deep admiration, he went home carrying three plaques.

There is a big temperature difference between day and night in spring, and the sun shines on you at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. It is very comfortable to sit in the yard without moving, but if you walk on the street carrying more than ten kilograms of things, you will be so hot that you will sweat.

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Not long after walking, Nianfu was sweating profusely, and she wanted to take off her cotton-padded clothes to cool off. But in the current world, she did not dare to do such a shocking move, so she could only stand in the shade in front of a shop.

Rest your feet, raise your hands to shake the sweat from your forehead, and continue moving forward.

"Huh?" The salty sweat beads accidentally landed on Hou Fangyu's face. He had just bought a few gifts and was going to visit his future mother-in-law. By chance, he threw a few beads of sweat on her face.

Come up and touch your lips - salty.

Hou Fangyu was a little unhappy. Didn't he read the almanac when he went out today? Why did a woman throw peanuts at him, and another girl threw sweat beads at him?

"What's wrong with you girl?"

Just when he was about to ask a few questions, the girl already noticed something was wrong and turned around, "I'm sorry, I really didn't pay attention."

Ahhh! Hou Fangyu's mouth was open for a long time and he was speechless.

Nian Fu didn't recognize him, but he had kept his future wife in his heart since the Lantern Festival. He would take it out and think about it from time to time every day, so he recognized her as soon as they met face to face.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Hou Fangyu's first thought was, why is his wife getting more and more beautiful?

Hou Gui, who had followed him out, looked at her and frowned, "What's wrong with the young master? Why do you start acting stupid when you see a beautiful girl?" Hou Fangyu coughed twice, and Hou Fangyu finally came back to his senses. He was surprised and happy at the same time.

"What a coincidence! Why is it you?"

Nianfu frowned, "Who are you? Do I recognize you?"

"Don't you remember me? We met during the Lantern Festival, and you even paid for the buns for me!"

Nianfu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you here to pay back the money? You're welcome!" She slapped her hand in the air and prepared to collect the money.

Huo Huo, it’s eighty-four yuan! It’s enough for their family to live for several days.

But Hou Fangyu noticed the small scratches on her hands and the traces of frostbite, and immediately felt distressed, "Why are your hands injured?"

"It's just work." Nianfu didn't care too much, but she didn't want others to think her hands were ugly, so she put a clean handkerchief on her palm, which meant she could put money in it.

Seeing her in such a hurry, Hou Gui's eyes were a bit contemptuous. Such a money-loving city woman would probably have her secret revealed soon. He coughed twice again, signaling Hou Fangyu to pay attention and start acting.

When Hou Fangyu saw Nianfu, he began to regret it.

Why did he agree to his mother to test people like this? Looking at her at such a young age, her hands are so rough, she is so thin and small, and she has to carry such a heavy plaque home, so tired (actually too hot)

She was sweating profusely. Even if she accepted his money, it didn't mean that her character was corrupt. It could only mean that her family was too poor.

Unconsciously looking for a good reason to pray for blessings, Hou Fangyu first reached out to pick up the plaque on her back, "I came here this time to repay the money and bought some gifts for your family. Why don't I send you home first?

Thank you very much."

"No need, right?" Nianfu's shoulders lightened up. It felt much better indeed, but it doesn't seem right to bring a strange young man home, right?

But Hou Fangyu changed hands and handed the plaque to Hou Gui, "It's okay. It won't take much trouble to take you home. Besides, it's time for me to meet your family. You get on the horse and I'll hold your hand."

Nianfu stared at the gifts hanging on the horse over there with some suspicion. Just for eighty-four pieces of money, what's the point?

But Hou Fangyu knelt down to use her as a horse stool. Nianfu hurriedly said, "No, let's go. I'm not very good at riding a horse either."

Oh, Hou Fangyu thought she was afraid, so he immediately led the horse to the left so that Nianfu could walk on his right.

Nianfu saw that he was so considerate, but secretly frowned in his heart. Why is this man so kind to him? Is there any purpose? But his plaque has already been in his hands, so I should take him home. Anyway, it's sunny.

, he didn’t dare to do anything to himself.

Not long after, he entered the house and saw Bai Xuan also in the yard. Seeing her back, he was very happy and said, "I've been waiting for you. The young master has been sitting here for a long time."

Young Master? Who? Hou Fangyu immediately looked at Nianfu alertly, but saw that she also had a confused look on her face, "He is waiting for me? Why?"

Hearing people talking outside, Ouyang Kang had already come out, "Didn't I hear that you went to get the plaque? I came here specially to see how it was written."

Suddenly seeing such a pretty face, the nerves on Hou Fangyu's forehead became tense again.

But when she saw Mrs. Shi, who was almost healed from her injuries, she came out with a walking stick and said with a smile, "Your mother has taken your grandpa to see the doctor. There is nothing to say to the family. I feel wronged by the young master. Nianfu, please go to the next door and borrow some fruit tea."

Come back. Uh, is this young man here to buy tofu or cakes?"

Seeing that Aunt Shi finally noticed him, Hou Fangyu suppressed his displeasure at seeing Ouyang Kang and stepped forward to salute, "Junior... You Fang, pay your respects to Aunt Shi."

"I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it." Seeing him bend down deeply, Aunt Shi was startled, "Young master, please stop doing such a big gift, it will offend an old woman like me."

"You deserve it." Hou Fangyu presented the gift and talked about the Lantern Festival. Aunt Shi suddenly realized, "Young Master, don't worry about this little thing. The money was also won by my granddaughter and will be used to help others."

It couldn't be better, you really don't have to be polite."

Seeing that the old man was so humble and kind, Hou Fangyu smiled almost to the corner of his mouth. But when he saw that the pretty boy was still admiring the plaque he mentioned, he felt quite unhappy and rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing him suddenly raising his fist at him, Young Master Ouyang couldn't help but take a half step back. It was clearly written on his face that a gentleman speaks but does not use his hands.

Hou Fangyu glanced at the pretty boy with contempt, put his fist to his nose and wiped it, "Hang the plaque!"

But you have to take it down later, so why hang up the calligraphy written by a pretty boy? Even if the pretty boy’s calligraphy seems to be a little better than him, that’s not okay.

"This can't be done." How could Aunt Shi have the nerve to let her guests take action? She wanted to but couldn't.

Sensing Mo Ming's hostility, Young Master Ouyang was also unhappy, "There is no need for a rival, just let the servants do it. Bai Xuan!"

Hou Fangyu was not happy to see him calling people. Why are you, a pretty boy, gesticulating at my wife's house?

"Why are you so busy? I won't hang a plaque in your house? What are you talking about!"

Nianfu went to Aunt Li's house next door to borrow some tea and fruits. When he came back, he saw the young man standing on a stool holding a plaque and getting into a fight with Ouyang Kang below. What kind of trouble were they going to make?

Not to mention that Aunt Shi couldn't understand what Hou Fangyu did, and she was a little dizzy after reading the blessing. However, Ouyang Kang, who was also a man, had already figured it out, frowned and said displeased, "Young Master, if you say that this is not my home, I will

If you can't make the decision, why are you the same?"

Hou Fangyu choked, and the words "I am the son-in-law of this family" almost came out, but were interrupted by Hou Gui's cough again.

After swallowing his breath for the time being, Hou Fangyu turned his attention to his young fiancée, "Miss Mu, tell me, can I help you hang this plaque?"

But how do you answer this question when you want to recite blessings? If you say yes, it will inevitably make the boss's son unhappy. If you say no, what will happen if the man named You doesn't pay her back? It's not easy to be a working girl these days, and it's even harder for Huang Shiren.

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As he was thinking about blessings, he came up with a plan, "My grandpa said before that in order to hang this plaque, I have to choose an auspicious day. I'm afraid I have to wait for him to come back to make the decision. Grandma, don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes! It depends on the time." Aunt Shi quickly cooperated, "We appreciate the kindness of the two young masters, but we should wait until my old man comes back to decide how to deal with it."

This reason was so good that no one could refute it. So Hou Fangyu had no choice but to retreat in anger, and Ouyang Kang also withdrew his troops for the time being.

But the two of them looked at each other, and neither of them had any intention of leaving.e="Celebrating the Harvest Year"]
Chapter completed!