"Mom is so awesome!"
Ying Zhao stared at the lifelike dragon and couldn't help but praise it loudly.
Although Ying Jue did not agree, his eyes were as bright as stars, filled with admiration and amazement.
In his opinion, this skill of turning decay into magic is as ingenious as mechanical engineering.
The palace servants were even more stunned.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed what they were seeing.
An ordinary piece of red paper, after several carvings, has transformed into an exquisite work of art.
Hearing the exclamations and admiration from the crowd, Chu Yuening curled her lips and spoke softly to the cubs.
"Come, let me teach you. Once you learn, you will be able to cut beautiful paper-cuts in the future."
"Great! Zhao Zhao also wants to cut the dragon."
Ying Zhao responded happily, picking up the red paper and scissors, eager to try.
Ying Luan, on the other hand, was a little anxious. She pointed at the scissors with her chubby little hands and complained angrily.
"Oh, it's not obedient."
"Luan'er, you're still young. The scissors are sharp and could easily hurt you. Can you and your brother remember the steps first?"
Chu Yuening rubbed the little guy's head and comforted him patiently.
Ying Luan, like her father, likes to be stroked.
When she met her mother's gentle gaze, she immediately put her hands in her tucked away and sat down obediently.
"Okay, I'll be obedient!"
Ying Jue also nodded obediently to show his agreement.
After comforting the cubs, Chu Yuening turned her gaze to the palace maids beside her who were looking envious.
"If you want to learn, you can also watch."
The palace maids were immediately delighted and quickly ran to get scissors and red paper.
Such exquisite skills, if displayed outside, would at least be an ancestral craft that you could rely on.
What you learn is what you earn.
After a cup of tea, everyone gathered together, concentrating their attention and watching the woman's every move, imitating her.
When you concentrate on something, time always flies by quickly, and when you look up, the sun is setting.
Under Chu Yuening's patient guidance, everyone completed one finished product after another and proudly displayed their achievements.
Beautiful flowers, lively rabbits, smart butterflies...
Each one has its own unique features and is beautiful.
Ying Zhao also cut a chubby little cute dragon haircut and proudly showed it off to his younger brothers and sisters.
Chu Yuening quietly watched the smiling faces of the people, with a look of relief on her face.
Paper-cutting symbolizes traditional Chinese culture, and she wants to pass it on.
Because they are not only the wisdom of the working people, but also dazzling treasures, and the foundation of China's profound history.
It cannot and should not be lost in the dust of history.
This is her responsibility as a Chinese citizen.
As soon as Ying Zheng returned to Qinian Palace, the first thing he did was to look for that beautiful figure.
When he saw the palace maids gathered in a circle, his brows furrowed and he looked a little displeased.
How disgraceful it is to be so lazy!
In the noisy environment, the man's footsteps were not obvious, but Chu Yuening raised her head as if she had telepathy.
When she realized that it was her husband who had returned home, her bright eyes lit up with surprise, as if they were filled with stars.
Then she suddenly smiled, bright and brilliant, more beautiful than the most gorgeous sunset in the sky.
"A Zheng, you're back."
The soft and melodious female voice was like the gurgling of water, refreshing the heart and instantly soothing Ying Zheng's inner irritability.
He smiled back, the sunset reflected on his handsome face, his phoenix eyes showed a clear amber color, appearing gentle and calm.
"Yuening, are you happy today?"
"Well! Today I taught the kids how to cut paper~"
Chu Yuening held up a piece of paper-cut to show it, her beautiful eyes wandering and her smile charming.
When the three little guys saw their father coming back, they jumped up happily and chattered loudly.
"Father, look at the dragon Zhao Zhao cuts. Isn't it majestic and domineering?"
"Ah, hug~"
"Father, I want a hug too."
Ying Zheng looked down at the three clingy little brats, his heart softening. He really couldn't maintain the airs of a strict father.
He could only smile helplessly, holding one in each hand and hanging another on his leg.
The majestic emperor is surrounded by chubby dumplings. The strong contrast makes the picture a little funny and inexplicably heartwarming.
Perhaps he himself did not even notice that his usually indifferent and cold eyes had become extremely gentle, as if water could drip out of them.
Chu Yuening looked at this heartwarming scene with a smile on her face, her heart overflowing with happiness.
Since Ying Zheng had finished dealing with state affairs in advance, he stayed in Qinian Palace with his wife and children until New Year's Eve.
The three little ones were so happy that they kept pestering their father to hug them and hold them high.
Ying Zheng also indulged them and would try his best to satisfy them as long as their demands were not excessive.
If the officials saw this image of a kind father, they would probably be shocked.
Their Majesty has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and he can even stop a child from crying at night just by telling him.
New Year's Eve arrives quietly amidst the carefree and warm time of the family.
On this day, the sound of firecrackers continued in the streets and alleys.
The whole of Daqin was filled with joy, and families reunited to celebrate the new year.
The family in the palace is no exception.
Before it gets dark, the dining table is already filled with delicacies from land and sea, and the tempting aroma fills the air.
The three little guys were wearing red jackets and sitting at the table. Their big eyes rolled around as they scanned the dishes, wondering which one to eat first.
After all the dishes were served, Ying Zheng took his wife's hand and sat down, with a warm and tender affection lingering between them.
Chu Yuening took the lead in pouring a glass of green plum wine and held it up, talking and smiling at everyone.
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