She knew that this exhibition was not only a feast of art, but also a baptism of the soul.

It allows the villagers to feel the charm of art and makes them more united and friendly.

Suddenly, a warm big hand tightly grasped Shen Qiqi's hand...

Lu Qing's big hand tightly wrapped around Shen Qiqi's, and the temperature of his palm was like a warm current, instantly dispelling the fatigue in her heart.

His eyes were so gentle that they seemed to ooze water, full of love and gratitude, as if silently saying, "Wife, you are awesome!" A warm atmosphere flowed between the two of them, and the air was filled with the scent of happiness.

Over there, old lady Lu, leaning on a cane and looking energetic, was enthusiastically introducing the "masterpieces" of each household to the surrounding villagers.

"Oh, look at this paper-cut, how festive it is! This is the masterpiece of my eldest daughter-in-law!" There was pride in her tone, as if these works were all created by her.

The eldest uncle's wife chimed in, "That's right, this old hen is so well-cut that it looks just like the real thing!"

At this moment, a familiar voice was heard, "Hey, Qi girl, I, Old Wang, also want to learn paper-cutting. Can you take me, an old man, with you to the next activity?" Uncle Wang, who had been the most strongly opposed before, was scratching his head with an embarrassed look on his face, with a hint of expectation and shyness in his eyes, like a child who had made a mistake.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent, and then burst into laughter.

No one expected that Uncle Wang, who is usually the most stubborn, would have such a day.

An unexpected atmosphere was created, and a feeling of surprise spread among the crowd. Everyone looked at Uncle Wang with eyes full of teasing and kindness.

Lu Qing's son, Lu Xiaobao, jumped up excitedly. "Great! Grandpa is going to learn paper cutting too! We can play together from now on!"

Shen Qiqi looked at the scene in front of her, feeling a thousand emotions in her heart.

She knew that this was not just an art exhibition, but also a collision and fusion of ideas.

The seeds of art have already taken root in everyone's hearts, and what she has to do is to let these seeds grow healthily.

She looked at Lu Qing and was about to say something, but was attracted by the deep affection in his eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Qing leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Tonight..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Qiqi felt a heat spreading around her ears. She blushed unconsciously and glared at Lu Qing in anger.

At this moment, Mrs. Lu suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Oh, what time is it? The children must be hungry. It's time for dinner!"

Everyone's attention was instantly diverted, and the originally bustling ancestral hall became even more lively.

Lu Qing held Shen Qiqi's hand tightly, pulled her out, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Wife, let's go home..."

"Wow, this is even more lively than the Chinese New Year!" An aunt clapped her thighs excitedly, and the wrinkles on her face turned into flowers with a smile.

Indeed, the whole village seemed to be under a spell, completely immersed in the ocean of art.

The walls of every household are covered with paper-cuts, clay sculptures of various shapes are placed on the windowsills, and even the pigpen of Old Wang's house is hung with a string of "artworks" woven with corn leaves.

After three months of hard work, the results were so good that they exceeded Shen Qiqi's expectations.

Looking at the heartfelt smiles on the villagers' faces, she felt like she had won an epic battle, and her whole body was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

The clear laughter of children and the proud conversations of the elders filled her ears, the mixed scent of soil and paint lingered at the tip of her nose, and the rough but warm hands of the villagers were within her reach. All of this made Shen Qiqi feel that all her efforts were worth it.

"Wife, you are so awesome!" Lu Qing hugged Shen Qiqi tightly, his voice choked with sobs.

He knew how much effort and sweat Shen Qiqi had put in for this day.

Shen Qiqi hugged him back tightly, feeling the warmth of his chest, her eyes slightly moist.

They have experienced so much along the way, and the grand occasion before them is their best reward.

"This is just the beginning!" Shen Qiqi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes flashing with excitement.

"Our journey is to the sea of ​​stars!" She clenched her fists, as if a new copy was about to begin in the next second.

At this moment, the village chief came over and patted Shen Qiqi on the shoulder, "Qi girl, you are really a capable person! I have lived for most of my life, and this is the first time I have seen our village so lively."

Shen Qiqi smiled modestly, "Village Chief, this is the result of everyone's joint efforts!" She knew that the power of one person was limited, and only by working together could they create greater miracles.

As night falls, stars dot the deep blue sky and the whole village is shrouded in a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

After a busy day, people gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the ground, Shen Qiqi was already standing under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. She took a deep breath of fresh air, as if to absorb all the energy into her body.

Her eyes were firm and deep, as if she was brewing a bigger plan.

"Let's go to the meeting!" Shen Qiqi said to Lu Qing behind her, with a hint of mystery and expectation in her tone.