So new year's Eve is a nightmare for him every year, but this year is different. For the first time, he looks forward to the coming of new year's Eve so eagerly, like a child. As soon as he enters the lunar month, he starts to wait in Baba, like a child, chasing after Liao Chongwu all day and asking questions. Liao Chongwu loves him so much, so this year, they have a grand life, whether it's in Laba Eight porridge, or dumplings on the eve of new year's Eve, they didn't fall. For Liao Chongwu and Zhong Mingwei, they had the most meaningful year and the happiest year. Today, Zhong Minge is more happy, just not up and down.

"I don't know if someone else's home will post it. Anyway, we have to post it." Liao Chongwu smiled at him and stuck the big "Fu" in the middle.

"Then paste it. It's very festive everywhere." Zhong Minge leaned against the screen wall and looked at the red plum in the courtyard. Suddenly, she came to the spirit again, stood up straight and asked Liao Chongwu, "Liao Chongwu, do you think Miss Hu's parents can look up to our little Gao?"

Since Zhong Minge's party arrived in Yongzhou, Gao Zhiqi has been the steward of the royal palace. He is usually busy but his feet are not muddy. He has to check the account with a business firm and check the harvest of Yongye field. He leaves early and returns late every day. Zhong Minge and Liao Chongwu were worried about whether they would be too busy, which would affect Gao Zhiqi's marriage and children. Zhong Minge planned to give Gao Zhiqi a reliable matchmaker Zhang At the time of Luo Zhangluo, Gao Zhiqi met Miss Hu. Miss Hu is the real Xiang sister, and the born shuilingren are also smart. Their family has run a bank business in Yongzhou for generations, and they have little contact with the prince Huiqin's mansion. They know each other like this, or Miss Hu's first choice. It's really bold and shrewd that Gao Zhiqi goes to Miss Hu's house to propose marriage, Zhong Minge is very concerned.

"It's no problem. We are good-looking. We are innocent. We work in the royal palace again. Every post is top-notch. Besides, Miss Hu is so rare. It's even more unreasonable to be a father or a mother." Liao Chongwu said that he also made efforts to beat the word "Fu" firmly.

"You think How does little Gao Sheng look? " Zhong Minge frowns at Liao Chongwu, obviously upset about Liao Chongwu's praise of Xiao Gaosheng's beauty. "Is there anyone who looks good to me?"

"What are you thinking all day long in your head?" Liao Chongwu was stunned, and then he smiled. Looking at the word "Fu" in front of him, he was obviously not satisfied with it. Then he looked back at Zhong Minge and asked with embarrassment, "this word Does it look good? "

This word was written by Liao Chongwu. He is not good at calligraphy. However, Zhong Minge, a student, asked him to write a copy of it. Liao Chongwu had to write it on his own. Compared with Zhong Minge's words, how can Liao Chongwu feel that his words are not good at it.

"It's not nice," said Zhong Minge, who was not polite at all. On the other hand, she pointed out Liao Chongwu's words critically. "This horizontal writing is not good. It's too thick. It's twice as thick as other strokes. And this field character is also not good. It's thin. It's not like a blessing word. How can it feel bad? It's full of bitterness Alas! What are you doing? "

Liao Chongwu said to him angrily, "if you don't like it, I'll tear it up."

"Who detested you?" Zhong Minge is so busy that she embraces Liao Chongwu and tries to tear the hand of the word "Fu". She mutters in a low voice, "you are not good at writing, and you are not interested in the truth? Look at your stinginess, just like a girl's family. "

"Don't you dislike it?" Liao Chongwu snorted coldly, but when he spoke to the face that was set off by white fox, he was reluctant to shout, "I know my handwriting is not good, but I still have to pull myself to show my ugly......"

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