What to buy New Year’s goods?

Wei Yang simply didn't know.

He remembered that before the Chinese New Year, his father would buy enough food and use it in advance, and basically buy enough gifts for relatives while they were cheap. He just followed suit and didn't have much to do. Later, he paid for it when he worked. It became his responsibility.

"Xiaolang, what should we buy?" Hu Zi was also confused.

He grew up eating a hundred families of food. In previous years, he purchased New Year's goods, which was also done by Qing'er. He is also an inexperienced person.

Wei Yang found a piece of paper and gestured on it for a long time but didn't know what New Year's goods to buy.

Firecrackers?

This can be found in every household.

"Do you want to buy some Spring Festival couplets too?" Shunzi came over and asked.

Hu Zi scolded: "Where is the custom of scholars to buy Spring Festival couplets? Wouldn't it be a joke if it is spread?"

The Spring Festival couplets at this time are already called Spring Festival couplets, or they can be called Spring Post or Peach Talisman according to ancient times.

Wei Yang found some familiar feelings and patted his chest: "I'll do this!"

He found a big piece of paper to practice first, and after a while he wrote, "The sky increases the years and people grow their lives, and the sun is full of spring."

Qing'er was busy running over to take a look and said strangely: "What kind of couplet is this?"

How about it?

"Not really!" Qing'er said with a pen, "Our family is a well-educated family, how can Spring Festival couplets be so murderous? The words written by Xiaolang are okay, but they are too scary, look."

She waved her little hand and wrote a couplet. The first couplet said: "The sky increases the years and people grow longevity." The second couplet says, "Spring fills the world and the world are blessed."

Hu Zi and his two silly criticized: "It's still the best Mrs. Qing'er wrote."

Wei Yang was furious and grabbed the pen and waved it: "Get in and take off your shoes!"

He thinks this is a horizontal draft.

Qing'er looked at him strangely, smiled delicately with his lips pursed, and nodded, "Don't be afraid, gentleman, you will learn more than I wrote. You wrote 'The Great River Goes East', and I wrote 'The Moon is Full of the West Tower', and there is a difference."

Hao Daye came over and took a look. He praised Qing'er's couplet very fairly and persuaded him: "Your word has too much breath in the army. Look at it's murderous. If this continues, do you want the four of them to join forces to beat you, or don't mess with them anymore, you have to listen to me."

Wei Yang was not convinced and picked up a brush to go to the street to set up a stall. He felt that he could sell Spring Festival couplets no matter how hard he wrote the brush.

It was noisy until noon. Princess Xiangyang's eyes were red, and she was holding a bunch of food again, her mouth was full, and she came over to take a look at the couplet and said strangely: "Have you written with an iron broom?"

This was so shocking that Wei Yang simply decided: "Leave these small things to Qing'er. I'll buy some meat. By the way, what is Princess Xiangyang willing to eat?"

"Getting bones, that fragrance." Zhu Lingzi suggested, "If you want Qing'er or Feng Wu to do something like writing Spring Festival couplets, you should not degenerate your majesty. So many people come to pay New Year's greetings. Seeing your murderous brushwork, do you think others are entering the door? You are a very good-hearted person and cannot misunderstand you, right?"

Wei Yang then decided to find an opportunity to persuade her again, but she still had to pay attention to her feelings.

"Go, go out to the streets, buy New Year's goods." Wei Yang felt much better after such a fuss, so he invited Princess Xiangyang, "You are knowledgeable, why don't you help me with the staff?"

Zhu Lingzi swayed for a moment, a dark look flashed in her eyes, and she forced herself to cheer up and said, "Okay, I'll have a good New Year too."

Unexpectedly, when he left, Mei Changyun stopped him and asked, "You are going to the royal palace for the New Year?"

How?

Mei Changyun said unhappily: "Where are such rules?"

Wei Yang said with a funny look: "Don't you plan to celebrate the New Year in the inn?"

Originally, according to Mei Changyun's intention, he was from Madam Feng's family and could not celebrate the New Year at Weiyang's house, so he went to the inn to try to book a room. However, Qing'er had secretly made people say something. In addition, Xifeng had been busy for a year, and every household wanted to spend the New Year at home. Mei Changyun had been busy for a few days, but she couldn't book the inn where she lived, so she had to stay at home.

It’s not that they don’t want to go back to Jiangnan. Mei Niansheng wants to go to Huashan to report after the Chinese New Year. Mei Changyun also wants to do business. They can’t stand it, so they have to stay in the western border to spend the year this year.

Mei Changyun said a little annoyed: "How can I not know that this is you... Now, I am afraid I will be beaten to death by my elders when I go back!"

"It's okay, I'll testify to you." Wei Yang said, "How do you celebrate the New Year in Jiangnan? Why don't you buy New Year's goods for me?"

In less than a long time, Mei Changyun had already forgotten all about where to celebrate the New Year.

He found that Wei Xiaolang was very wise in big things, and the small things were the most confused. He didn't even know the "ritual of sacrifice".

The so-called sacrifice ceremony is divided into two parts. Sacrifice is to worship the ancestors. Sacrifice is the etiquette he made for the gods of the country as the Marquis of Beiting, as he accompanied the old king to accompany the old king to the mountains, rivers and the country.

"Didn't you use some pig head and mutton to tell the ancestors, saying, "We are doing well, don't worry, isn't that the case? Why are there so many rules that break?" Wei Yang scratched his head and wondered.

Mei Changyun sighed, "If you continue like this, I think you will not tolerate the princes. You should understand that you must understand."

"It's okay, my family understands it, but they are too busy. Otherwise, if you do this, I won't write to tell your family, saying that you are still very savoring the 'Yanhonglou' in Hami." Wei Yang said, "You understand me. If I say you brought 300 kilograms of fine salt when you go back, you will definitely be hard to tell."

Mei Changyun was dumbfounded. Where is the person who does such a thing?

Mei Niansheng suggested: "This, why not let's help you see..."

"How can that be?" Mei Changyun said seriously, "For the general of the Western Front, you should know these etiquettes. For the sons and grandchildren, you should understand these rules. This is a responsibility that you cannot refuse, how can you hand it over to others?"

Wei Yang curled his lips and said, "Of course I have to thank the mountains, rivers, but I should thank the people who have worked hard. As for my ancestors, I don't know where the ancients were, my parents must be fine, but I can't see them anymore. Why do you need to remember them? Unlucky!"

But he didn't know that when these words came out, Mei Changyun changed his face. He looked around and pulled Wei Yang to the corner, and said with a serious expression: "This matter must not be known. Otherwise, there are people in your family who claim to be Wei Moumou every day. How can you tell whether you are relatives if you haven't seen your family for many years? That's what villains have to take advantage of. You don't know that someone in Jiangnan has already talked about your life experience. If you dare to reveal such a thing, I'm afraid the court will "select" tribe members for you. If there are tribe members, you can control it. Do you understand?"

It would be strange if I could come to the door.

"I know clearly what my parents look like. Who dares to come to the door to seek death. Look how I deal with them." Wei Yang said.

Mei Changyun is puzzled, can you still remember so clearly?

"There is no possibility for me to admit my mistake in this matter, let them mess with each other." Wei Yang said, "What, let my uncle, Mr. Feng, is this man easy to deal with?" He said worriedly, "In two years, I will be most afraid of fighting with him."

The plum blossoms are as stupid as the wooden chickens.

Are you still going to fight Ling...that uncle?

"You don't know, I have always been honest. Who is that person? He is an old man who has been living in the court for many years. I heard from Qing'er that he would probably be troubled by him at that time. I have to think of a solution in advance. He can't be convinced, right?" Wei Yang said with a far-sighted approach.

Mei Changyun exclaimed: "If a powerful person like you shouldn't have a woman who falls in love with you. Before you even get a door, do you want to hit your father-in-law?"

No, no, no, you said this wrong.
Chapter completed!