"What should I cut? We have flowers, we have birds, and it seems like we've cut most of the other things too."

Su Yinwan murmured to herself.

This is giving me a bit of a headache.

I pondered for a long time.

Su Yinwan suddenly had an idea.

The red Xuan paper was freely cut and crafted in her hands.

Because this card was very important to her, Su Yinwan was especially careful and attentive.

I was afraid that if my hand trembled, I would ruin the paper cutting.

You should know that this place is imbued with her deep love.

This paper-cut was the one that took her the longest to complete today.

It lasted forty minutes.

Su Yinwan looked at the finished product in front of her and was very satisfied.

At this moment, the physical fatigue was nothing at all.

She first set aside the paper-cutting that had taken so long to make.

The remaining paper-cuts were arranged and placed on the table.

Su Yinwan took out her phone and took a few photos of them.

immediately.

She then opened WeChat and tapped on her chat with Rong Jing.

I sent all the photos of the paper-cutting at once.

A reply came quickly from the other side.

[Mrs. Rong, with your skillful hands, is this what you reaped at home today?]

[Hmm, isn't it pretty?]

[This goes beyond just being good-looking; it's practically a masterpiece of craftsmanship.]

Su Yinwan chuckled.

Her Mr. Rong is sometimes really good at making people happy.

[Do you really like paper cutting?]

[I really like it.]

[How about I organize the biggest paper-cutting art exhibition in Chengdu for you? So everyone can appreciate Mrs. Rong's work.]

[Absolutely not! This can't compare to those artists; their skills are truly exquisite.]