Chapter 128 Who's posting turtle pictures here?
The Lou family's house was large, with countless windows. According to Mao Mao's request, every single window had to be decorated with paper-cut window decorations, resulting in an endless supply of paper-cut window decorations.
Therefore, all the wives in the family came to help.
However, their skills varied; some of their paper-cut window decorations were lifelike, while others were crooked and uneven. Fortunately, no one minded.
Lou Yansui came over to help after she finished writing the Spring Festival couplets.
Upon seeing him, Mao Mao immediately held up her paper-cutting artwork and exclaimed, "Brother, look!"
"What?"
Lou Yansui stared intently at the strangely shaped pieces of paper in front of him. Although he couldn't tell what they were, it didn't stop him from praising his sister: "Mao Mao cut them so well."
Lou Hongjian reminded her, "Ah Sui, Mao Mao wants you to guess what she's cutting."
"Uh-huh!"
"What are you cutting?" Lou Yansui looked at the strangely shaped pieces of paper in front of her again, and pondered, "Hmm... this..."
Mao Mao stared at him longingly.
Her round, dark eyes sparkled, hoping he would guess correctly.
The ladies looked at each other, watching the play with leisure.
Lou Hongjian, standing nearby, was already chuckling to himself.
With so many people present, not a single one could guess it.
After all, the paper-cut window decorations made by Mao Mao were too abstract, and it was impossible to see any cat shape at all.
Lou Yansui looked at the piece of paper again and again, but couldn't make out its shape. Judging from her third brother's gloating expression, perhaps it couldn't be deduced from its shape.
As the older brother who knows Mao Mao best, he knew without a doubt that Mao Mao must have cut out something she liked.
Mao Mao's preferences are very simple; her favorite thing is eating. But if it's food, everyone else would have already guessed it.
Lou Yansui pondered for a moment, then his gaze fell on the big white cat at Mao Mao's feet. The two round little balls of fur, one human and one cat, were both looking at him with their big, round eyes.
In this family, Mao Mao's best friend is Old Madam Lou's cat; she even builds snowmen in the shape of cat heads.
"It's a cat, isn't it?" Lou Yansui said. "Mao Mao cut a cat's hair, didn't she?"
Mao Mao's eyes lit up instantly!
"It's a cat!" Mao Mao exclaimed excitedly, "Mao Mao cut a cat's hair, brother guessed right!"
Mao Mao happily hugged the paper cutting and spun around in place. Her small body then jumped onto her brother's lap, and she looked up at him with admiration, saying, "Brother is amazing."
Auntie was shocked: "Can you really tell it's a cat?"
Lou Hongjian looked incredulous: "A-Sui, how did you guess?"
He took the paper-cut window decoration from Mao Mao and examined it from all angles. Whether viewed from a realistic or abstract perspective, he couldn't discern a single cat-like feature, but Lou Yansui could guess it immediately.
I feel that my professionalism as an artist has been greatly challenged.
Lou Yansui raised her chin and said proudly, "Because I am Mao Mao's favorite older brother, and we are telepathically connected. I am the best brother to Mao Mao in the whole world."
Lou Hongjian's eyes widened.
Lou Yansui was overjoyed and took Mao Mao's little hand: "Mao Mao, I'll take you to put up the window decorations."
"OK!"
Mao Mao followed his footsteps, calling him "brother" repeatedly in her sweet voice, becoming his loyal little tail.
Lou Hongjian was left watching the two walk away, his face full of resentment.
"How could he be Mao Mao's favorite brother? I'm the one Mao Mao likes the most!" Lou Hongjian exclaimed. "I'm the one who's best friends with Mao Mao in the world."
Xia Xiaoxiang whispered, "It's me."
The third concubine gave her amusement.
The voice was too soft; the Third Young Master on the other end didn't hear it at all.
The first wife walked over with a smile and said, "Who told you to be gone for so many days? During these days, Mao Mao only played with Asui."
"It's only been a few days, and Mao Mao has already forgotten me and gotten so close to Asui?"
“Mao Mao and Asui have always been best friends. These past few days, they have been sleeping together every day.”
“That was because I let Asui do it,” Lou Hongjian said unwillingly. “I promised him that I wouldn’t take Mao Mao from him until his leg was fully healed. I kept my promise and refrained from looking for Mao Mao. Mao Mao must love sleeping with me the most.”
Xia Xiaoxiang whispered, "It was clearly me..."
The first wife smiled, not exposing her third son's lie, and placed a stack of red paper in his hand: "If you know how to cut, then cut more. There are many windows in the house, and we still need a lot, which is what Mao Mao wanted."
Sigh, whatever.
Who can blame them when this is Mao Mao's wish?
Lou Hongjian took the red paper and swished his scissors: "Watch me, I'll cut out Cupid for Mao Mao, and then Mona Lisa."
Old Madam Lou frowned: "Make window decorations if you want, why use foreign things?"
Lou Hongjian immediately turned the scissors in his hand around and obediently said, "Okay, Grandma, I'll cut out 'Five Blessings'."
Lou Yansui then led Mao Mao straight to the main gate.
The paper-cut window decorations made by Mao Mao should naturally be pasted in the most conspicuous place.
Lou Yansui held up her cat-shaped window decoration and showed it to her.
"Brother, a little higher... left, left, right..." Mao Mao clenched her little fists and anxiously directed, "...a little lower! Yes! Right here!"
The cat-shaped window decoration was neatly pasted on the largest window next to the front door, so that everyone who came to the house could see it at a glance.
Mao Mao was extremely excited and squatted at the door, reluctant to leave, happily admiring her own work.
Occasionally, when a maid passed by, she would enthusiastically introduce her to the servants.
"Sister, I made this."
"Uncle, it's Mao Mao who cut the cat!"
"Auntie, look at the paper-cut window decorations that Mao Mao made..."
"uncle……"
As soon as Lou Fengju got home, he saw a round little baby sitting at the door, holding his chubby little face, smiling sweetly and looking adorable.
It's as if they're waiting for someone to come home.
Lou Fengju bent down and scooped his younger sister up, affectionately nuzzling her soft cheek with his handsome nose: "Is Mao Mao waiting for her brother to come home?"
"Brother, you're back!"
"Did Mao Mao miss her brother today?"
Yes!
Lou Fengju carried his younger sister into the house, saying, "The New Year is almost here. I'll have plenty of time to play with you throughout the holiday. Big brother will take you..."
"Um?"
Lou Fengju paused, his gaze fixed on the strangely shaped paper-cut window decorations pasted on the door.
"This is..."
Mao Mao's eyes lit up, and she immediately raised her little head proudly, her little tuft of hair held high.
It was made by Mao Mao!
Lou Fengju's expression was indescribable: "Who put up a turtle picture here?"
Maomao: "..."
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