Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 178: New Year
The New Year is always the day that the children of poor families look forward to the most.
Because it means they get to wear new clothes and eat delicious food.
"Second brother, give me fire!"
Shen Qingping stuck a firecracker into the snow, then ran over to Shen Qingzhu to ask for a light.
Shen Qingzhu lit an incense stick, blew out the fire, and then handed the incense to him.
"Here, be careful, don’t get yourself hurt."
Shen Qingping pouted, saying, "Don’t worry, second brother, it’s not like I haven’t set them off before!"
With that, he ran back with the incense.
"Qingping brother, we’re here!"
The courtyard door was pushed open, and Shen Qing’an and several other kids ran in holding firecrackers.
"You’re here!" Shen Qingping smiled and waved at them, "Hurry over, I’m just about to light the firecrackers."
"We brought a bunch too!"
Each person opened their hand to show several firecrackers.
Shen Qingping said, "Let’s light them together. I’ll get second brother to give each of you an incense stick."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhu lit the incense and gave one stick to each, reminding them to be careful.
"A bunch of little rascals." Dong Yao said with a helpless expression.
The courtyard quickly echoed with the bang-bang sounds.
Shen Qinglan listened, her head hurting. If it weren’t for the fact that they were having fun, she really wanted to throw these troublemakers out.
"Qingping, your mother has put the food here, alright? Share it with everyone after the firecrackers are done."
"Okay~" Shen Qingping replied without turning his head.
Dong Yao shook her head and went to start the fire for cooking.
Shen Qinglan got up and went back into the house, bringing out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
"Third sister, are you going to write?"
Seeing this, Shen Qingzhu hurried over to ask.
"Yes!" Shen Qinglan handed the inkstone to him, "Second brother, help me grind the ink."
"Sure!"
Shen Qingzhu took the inkstone and sat beside her, busy with the task.
Shen Qinglan moved a small table from the courtyard under the eaves, swept off the snow with something, took a cloth to wipe it dry, and then spread the paper on it.
After a long while, Shen Qingzhu finally finished grinding the ink and brought it over.
"Third sister, here!"
Shen Qinglan took it and placed it aside, then picked up the brush and started drawing on the paper.
In no time, the scene of several kids in the snowy ground, each holding an incense stick, either squatting or standing, running or laughing, appeared on the paper.
Shen Qingzhu watched admiringly from the side.
Shen Qinglan lifted the brush and wrote Wang Anshi’s "Yuán Rì" on the painting.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, a year departs, warm winds send warmth into the Tusu wine.
The sun shines upon thousands of doors and households, always replacing old charms with new peach wood charms.
"Third sister, what does this mean?" Shen Qingzhu scratched his head and asked.
Shen Qinglan glanced at him, smiled, and said nothing.
"Third sister, what are you writing?"
Shen Qingping, having finished setting off the firecrackers, ran over with a grin to ask.
Shen Qing’an also ran over, while the others wanted to come closer but hesitated.
Shen Qinglan glanced at those kids and recognized them as the ones who had played with Shen Qingping and Shen Qing’an at the threshing ground before.
Shen Qinglan set the brush aside and picked up the melon seeds and snacks Dong Yao had placed nearby, motioning for them to come over.
The kids looked at each other, then finally ran over.
Although this year the village households each received several dozen taels of silver, making life significantly better, they were still reluctant to indulge too much, and the children’s food was still limited.
Shen Qinglan had more here, with a large portion sent by Luo Jing and Madam Xuan from Yongning Manor.
