During a 100-day banquet, Lin Chaoyang was listening to war stories, with his left ear in his right ear. It was not that he did not respect his ancestors, but that the amount of information input was too large and his mind was not enough.

With the materials he has mastered now, it is okay to write two more novels.

Before leaving, several veteran generals asked for their address and phone number, saying that they would go to his house to sit for the New Year and then talk to him.

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, he took his children out to purchase New Year's goods.

In fact, there is no shortage of New Year’s goods at home. Lin Chaoyang just wants to take his two children to feel the New Year’s atmosphere.

There were crowds of people on the streets, some people were pushing bicycles, some people were carrying cloth bags, and some people carried a bunch of New Year goods on their shoulders.

Red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets decorate every place.

The voices were bustling in my ears, and the sounds were filled with joy. When I opened my mouth, I was filled with breath everywhere, like white ribbons connecting strangers, warm and sincere.

After walking outside for most of the day, the two children's faces were red from the cold, but they were still very excited.

On New Year's Eve, early in the morning, Tao's father was about to write Spring Festival couplets. Yan Yan volunteered to grind ink for his grandfather. Tao's father laughed, "Yan Yan is so good. Your aunt loves to do this job when she was as old as you."

Tao's father was not in a hurry, and taught Yan Yan the tricks of cultivating ink step by step.

"Add water first, add a little, three or five drops are enough. Hold it, right, press and push it hard, and draw the circle, right? Let's draw the largest circle."

Tao's father taught him patiently and Yan Yan learned seriously.

This situation is filled with joy in family life.

Lin Erchun, who was beside him, was envious of him. He had to be a cultural person. If he came to take care of his children, he would definitely not be able to do these things. At most, he could teach him how to smoke the ice gang.

With a "click", Tao Xiwu, who had been fiddling with the camera early in the morning, suddenly ran to Tao's father not far away to take a photo of the grandfather and grandson who were doing writing.

The child looked at everything fresh. Yan Yan felt a little bored after he had been meddling the ink for a while. After being disturbed by Tao Xiwu, he immediately threw down the ink strip and ran to compete for the toys with Tao Xiwu.

Tao's father smiled and shook his head, grinding the ink on his own, spreading the red paper, calming his mind, and then his pen was like a dragon and a snake.

"Dad, your skills have improved again. You have both Yan and Liu bones, like a formation cloud of thousands of miles, and like a long-lasting vine, and you have deeply grasped the essence of the Tang Dynasty's laws!"

Tao Yumo smiled and flattered, Lin Chaoyang said, "It's not that I'm talking about you. Every year, I have the words "Yan Jin Liu Gu". Can you change something fresh? Dad is tired of hearing it."

Tao Yumo turned to him, "Then you comment, I'll listen to your opinions."

Lin Chaoyang walked to the desk calmly, first bowed and "tasted" carefully, nodded from time to time, his face full of admiration.

"The jade ink is just flattering, but there is nothing wrong with it. Dad, your skills are indeed good now. Look at this stroke of iron and silver hooks, which are both hard and soft. The ink color seems to have a sound of metal and stone coming out.

There is both the heroic wind and strong grass, and the leisurely breeze comes.

The key is that the whole work is sparse and dense, and the characters are like stars, which have both the beauty of staggeredness and the appearance of being one.

It not only maintains the essence of Yan Jin and Liu Gu, but also integrates personal artistic feelings. This exploration of maintaining the integrity and creating new things is really refreshing!”

"Baopa!" Lin Chaoyang finished his flattery and smooth filming. Before Tao's father could express his opinion, Tao Yumo had already applauded.

"You should look at each other with admiration after three days of separation. Brother-in-law, you are really good at this level of flattery now, and it is faster than your father's calligraphy skills.

What you said, dad is almost becoming the 'Two Kings Reborn'."

Tao Yumo's tone was a little sarcastic.

"Okay, stop quarreling, I'll post everything if I have time."

Spring Festival couplets, door gods, window flowers, and word "Fu" are a lot of things to paste on the thirty day. Tao Yumo rushed to paste window flowers and word "Fu" and did not need to go out to avoid being frozen.

"Let's go, son, dad will take you to post Spring Festival couplets."

Lin Chaoyang called Dongdong, Tao Xiwu, and brought a stool, and then asked Dongdong to stand on the stool and paste the Spring Festival couplets at the gate. He held his hands and directed the two of them to relax and freehand painting.

"It's crooked, go to the right, go upwards-"

After posting the East Courtyard and pasting the West Courtyard, Dongdong's hands and face turned red, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, you are taller than both of us, why don't you stick it?"

"I can't direct you two to work."

"I can command, too."

"Do you think command is that simple? There is a lot of knowledge here. You can post it for two years first, and then command it after you have more experience."

"oh."

Lin Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief. The child was old and it was hard to fool him.

After posting Spring Festival couplets to the West Courtyard, Lin Chaoyang stood under the wall and looked at the gate of the courtyard. He always felt that he was a little younger, but he couldn't say it.

When he led his two children back to the gate of the East Courtyard, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be less firecrackers.

On the 30th morning of previous years, firecrackers would sound from time to time in the alley, which was the impatient naughty children preparing to welcome the New Year.

But this year, the surrounding area is quiet, with only the roar of engines on Chang'an Street blowing from the wind.

"There is no more fireworks, and the New Year atmosphere is less."

When he returned to the house, Lin Chaoyang sighed.

Tao Yushu teased, "It's still the same for children. It's not that the New Year atmosphere is less, but that you are old."

Lin Chaoyang's eyes fell on Yan Yan who was running around the yard. The whole courtyard was filled with her laughter, and he couldn't help but be infected by the laughter.

"Too."

Lin Chaoyang smiled self-deprecatingly. After this year, he had taken another step closer to his forties.

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Tao Yucheng left the house early in the morning and said he had an appointment with his friend. Zhao Li muttered a few dissatisfied words.

After a while, Tao Xiwu also had to go out and drive.

"What kind of car do you drive? There are not enough buses, subways, and taxis for you?"

Tao Xiwu's request was ruthlessly rejected by Zhao Li, so he had to keep begging, "Mom, today I'm going out with my classmates. We have more people, so it's easier to drive."

Tao Xiwu usually drives at home, especially when driving to pick up Tao Yucheng who has drunk too much. However, Zhao Li opposes him driving with friends and classmates when he goes out to play.

Now, unlike twenty years later, even in a capital like Yanjing, the number of civilian cars has just exceeded one million.

Among the millions of civilian cars, the number of private cars is only 97,000, while the permanent population of Yanjing this year was 12 million.

From a policy perspective, the government announced the Automobile Industry Industrial Policy in April last year, which officially recognized the legality of private car purchases for the first time.

It is conceivable that for a young man like Tao Xiwu who is under 20 years old, it is so silly that he can drive a bus out to play with his classmates and friends.

After working with my mother for a long time, she couldn't get what she wanted. Tao Xiwu had to walk out of the house in disappointment.

In the afternoon, several young men escorted Tao Xiwu back to Xiaoliubukou Hutong.

"It's fine when I go out, what's wrong?"

Tao Xiwu was taken to the yard by his classmates, and this scene scared his family.

"Don't mention it. I went to Shichahai to skate. I fell down and my feet were pressed down. The doctor said that my bones were broken and I had to take care of it for a month." Tao Xiwu said depressedly.

I heard that it was a bone crack, and my family members breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Li scolded and said, "Those who have to go out for the New Year are going to play. Who are you going to suppress if you don't?"

Considering that there was still a class of classmates, Zhao Li gave Tao Xiwu some face and said nothing, but instead greeted the students enthusiastically.

After falling today, Tao Xiwu was in great pain and had to ask his classmates to take him to the hospital. He thought it was an ordinary sprain, so he didn't call his home.

After the examination, the doctor said it was a bone crack.

Fortunately, the situation is not serious, and even gypsum is not needed.

"Thank you all today, thanks to you classmates."

While talking, Zhao Li looked at Tao Xiwu's classmates, including five people, two men and three women.

They all look very upright, especially the two female classmates, who look very beautiful.

When Zhao Li took care of everyone, she couldn't help but take a look at her again, wondering if someone was the future daughter-in-law.

"Miss, are you all Xiwu's classmates?"

Zhao Li found that among the few female classmates, one of the girls looked at Tao Xiwu with concern. The girl looked beautiful.

It felt comfortable to see, and Zhao Li took the initiative to ask her.

"Yes, aunt."

"What's your name? I'm from the same class as him?"

"Auntie, my name is Liu Lin,

I'm from the performance department."

"Oh, from the performance department." Zhao Li glanced at her son, wondering how to find it. The girl from the performance department is indeed beautiful.

"Mom! Mom!" Seeing that my mother's attitude was a little wrong, Tao Xiwu shouted twice.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Li was inquiring about military information and replied absent-mindedly.

"I want to eat pig's trotters. The doctor said that it would be better to replenish the shape. You can get me two pig's trotters tonight."

In normal times, if Tao Xiwu ordered such dishes, Zhao Li would definitely scold him, "I think you look like a pig's trotter." But considering that he is a patient now, it would be right to make up for it.

"knew."
To be continued...