Chapter 117 Write Couplets, Cut Window Paper, Qin Yan Is Going To Show Off His Talents Again (Kneeli
Chapter 117 Write Couplets, Cut Window Paper, Qin Yan Is Going To Show Off His Talents Again (Kneeli
new year.
Red is an essential color element.
Couplets, New Year pictures, and paper-cuts are must-haves for every household during the New Year.
Previously, the Qin family bought New Year couplets, paper-cuts, and New Year pictures at the market.
Convenience is convenience.
But it's far from the idea of doing it yourself.
While the three babies were sleeping.
Qin Yan and Qin Ming write couplets.
Yan Fang and Su Qingqing cut paper.
Su Qingqing had taken a paper-cutting class before, and she has all eighteen martial arts.
Cutting the curtains is easy for her.
But Yan Fang took a lot of scalpels, but not paper scissors.
I saw Su Qingqing's small hands flying up and down, and after a short while, she cut out a small figure.
Lifelike, really cute.
Yan Fang couldn't help being amazed.
"Qingqing, your hands are too clever.
"But why does this villain look so much like Dabao?"
Su Qingqing burst out laughing.
"This is Dabao."
As he spoke, another paper-cut in his hand was also completed.
"This is the second treasure... This is the third treasure..."
Su Qingqing cut out a family of seven villains based on the characteristics of the people in the family.
The villains stood neatly together.
Cute and festive.
Yan Fang gave a thumbs up.
"Daughter-in-law, your hands-on ability is really too strong, I won't be able to cut a villain.
"Let me cut the window paper."
Paper cutting is an ancient art.
With the development of the network.
People only like the name, not the connotation.
As long as I say that I can cut paper, I feel amazing.
In fact, there are many ways to cut paper.
Su Qingqing has been developing towards a full-time good wife since she was a child.
The paper-cut technique is already considered a master level.
But there is not so much emphasis on my own home.
Big red flowers, a hundred birds facing the phoenix, peacocks blooming.....
In Su Qingqing's hands, the little red paper was turned into art.
The project of writing couplets by Qin Yan and Qin Ming is also in full swing.
Qin Ming loves calligraphy very much, and has great confidence in the characters he writes.
He wrote a pair of couplets eloquently.
"The golden rooster heralds the dawn and the world is white; the divine monkey sticks and the world is clear.
Hengban, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.
finish writing.
Qin Ming took a sip of tea, admiring his art.
"Not bad, my calligraphy has improved again."
Qin Yan watched his old father immerse himself in his calligraphy world.
I am not to be outdone myself.
Well, couplets are originally what I want, as long as they are auspicious and festive.
Qin Yan swiped a pen.
"Ye Ming is a sunny day, and Fanghua is a swinger in Yanyuan."
Banner: The full moon is good for people.
Qin Yan cleverly incorporated the names of a family of four into the couplets.
The font is flamboyant, and it is the most difficult cursive script.
The four people worked together and gradually formed a circle.
Three treasures are small flowers growing in a circle.
Yitou couldn't be more appropriate.
After Qin Ming finished admiring his own masterpiece, he came to admire his son's again.
When I saw the couplet written by my son, I was taken aback and then laughed.
"It's really a tiger father without dogs!"
"I like!"
Qin Ming's voice was too loud, which disturbed the mother and daughter Su Qingqing and Yan Fang who were cutting paper next to them.
The two also hurried over to join in the fun.
Yan Fang saw it and clapped her hands.
"As expected of my son, the couplets are all different.
Su Qingqing's beautiful eyes became in the shape of a heart.
"Husband, you are so talented.
Harmful!
That's just plain talent!
That is to say, the talent that can easily earn billions of dollars.
Not worth mentioning, low-key low-key.
Write the couplet well, don't worry about posting it.
Waiting until the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year to post it has meaning.
Because the villa is larger, there are more doors and windows.
Every room should be pasted with couplets and New Year pictures.
Qin Yan and Qin Ming were able to express their creativity at the beginning, but they were tired of writing in the end.
Just write some of the most common couplets.
However, it doesn't matter.
During the Chinese New Year, I am the happiest.
Although Yan Fang has never learned paper-cutting before.
But after watching it twice, I learned it.
In less than two hours [the table is full of their works.
Yan Fang stretched her waist and put away the scissors.
After having a baby at home, such sharp objects should be stored carefully.
If something goes wrong, it will be a catastrophe.
"Xiaoyan, you and Qingqing are going to put up window grilles, and the old man and I will clean the house inside and out.
"it is good."
Qin Yan put down the brush, took the window paper and walked to the second floor.
First paste the second floor and then the first floor.
Apply glue to the back of the window and stick it to the glass.
Although the glue is not durable enough, it is enough to last until the end of the year.
Qin Yan was just about to stand on the ladder.
Su Qingqing yelled coquettishly.
"husband……………"
"What's wrong?"
Qin Yan turned her head and saw Su Qingqing pasting the cut window paper on her face.
Also playful grimace.
Cute, playful and fun.
Qin Yan was suddenly amused and shook his head helplessly.
There is really no way to take this precious wife.
………ask for flowers…
"Wife, be careful, these papers are fading, be careful not to get red on your face, then it will turn you into a big cat face.
"ABE...
Su Qingqing quickly took off the window paper, not daring to move it again.
It would be bad to ruin her well-groomed makeup.
It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and Su Qingqing, who is as expensive as a school belle, is no exception.
Pasting window grilles does not seem like heavy work, but it is indeed physical work.
In addition, there are many windows in Qin Yan's house, and it took nearly two hours for the entire villa to be posted.
Qin Yan and Su Qingqing were so tired that their waists were broken.
As soon as he lay on the sofa, Er Bao woke up again with a wow sound.
Su Qingqing stood up and wanted to take care of Erbao, Qin Yan felt sorry for her.
"Honey, take a break, I'll go and have a look."
Er Bao stopped crying when he saw the adults coming.
Lying on the cradle and creaking and laughing.
Qin Yan went to touch Erbao's belly.
Erbao's accumulated food hadn't healed before.
No matter whether you eat or not, your stomach is always swollen.
Touch today.
The little belly flattened down.
This is a good sign.
"Second treasure, we are stinky.
Qin Yan carried Er Bao to the bathroom.
Er Bao's small hand gently patted Qin Yan's face.
Although it looks very hard, children don't have much strength, and the skin is soft and tender, which is almost the same as scratching.
Erbao has been easy to feed since he was a child, and he can eat whatever he gives.
Unless you are too hungry, you don't cry at other times.
Most of the time, I look at you with a smiling face.
The people who watched were warm.
Ah poof!
Er Bao finally pulled the stink.
Previously, the stink of Erbaola had a sour taste.
This is due to indigestion in the stomach and intestines, and the stinky diarrhea today is not bad, and there is no sour taste.
Qin Yan was overjoyed, it seemed that Erbao's accumulated food was almost gone.
Erbao stinks after pulling.
Dabao and Sanbao also woke up.
When Dabao woke up, he burst into tears, startling Su Qingqing.
And Sanbao lay in the cradle neither crying nor laughing, just staring at you blankly.
It seems to be the little Maitreya Buddha in the temple.
When Yan Fang saw the baby's cute appearance, she burst out laughing.
When touched by hand, it is sticky.
Dabao and Sanbao also pooped.
Su Qingqing quickly took out the diapers and changed them into Dabao Sanbao.
Now that they are growing up, the size of diapers has to be bought bigger and bigger.
In a few months, except when sleeping, I won't need to use diapers during the day. .
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