Chapter 497

Ji Zitong is not affected by it at all. He continues to lower his head and cut the paper quickly with scissors.

After a while, Ji Zitong cut off the extra paper corner on the side, and then put down the scissors in his hand.

Old lady Yan looks at Ji Zitong curiously.

"Lele, what did you cut?"

Ji Zitong looked at old lady Yan with a smile: "grandma, guess!"

"I look at the paper you cut. It looks like a flower. Is it a peony?" Asked old lady Yan.

Ji Zitong blinked with a smile: "yes, it's the king of our flowers, peony."

Huo Junyan cold sentence: "peony is so easy to cut?"

Old lady Yan did not look at Huo Jun, but looked at Ji Zitong with a smile: "come on, open the paper you cut and let Grandma have a look."

Ji Zitong immediately opens the paper-cut in his hand.

After the layers of red paper opened, what appeared on the paper-cut was not the peony that Ji Zitong said before.

Before she could see it completely, Huo Junyan frowned and said, "what is this cut? I don't think it looks like peony at all

Speaking, Ji Zitong has carefully unfolded all the paper.

Qin mubai was the first to recognize it.

"Eh, auntie, what you cut is a personal portrait!"

Because of Qin mubai's sentence, we all look at the paper-cut in Ji Zitong's hand. The unfolded paper-cut is not a human figure.

After careful identification, Yan Qingqing looked back and forth at the paper-cut and old lady Yan.

Then, Yan Qingqing's eyes fell on Ji Zitong's face: "Lele, you cut this little statue, is it grandma?"

Ji Zitong nodded with a smile: "well, what I cut is grandma."

Qin Mu said quickly: "I recognize it, too. It's like Grandma. It's really like Grandma. Her face shape, facial features, and her eyebrows and eyes when she smiles are very similar."

Huo Junyan thought in her heart: can it be like that? They didn't mean to make Mrs. Yan happy, did they?

She looked at the paper cut by Ji Zitong and saw a portrait.

It has to be said that Ji Zitong's paper-cut completely shows the charm and manner of old lady Yan. It's very similar.

Paper cutting can be cut to such a degree.

Old lady Yan happily took Ji Zitong's paper-cut. After looking at it carefully, the folds on her face were folded together with a smile.

"It's a good cut. Lele, your paper cutting skills are so good. Grandma really looks down on you."

"Grandma, it's just a trick."

"If it's a trick to carve insects, what else is it that you can't even cut out a happy word?"

Huo Junyan

Her face turned a little ugly.

Mrs. Yan is talking about her. Just now she tried to cut the word "Xi". However, no matter how she cut it, it doesn't look like her. It's either broken or wrong.

In order to flatter Ji Zitong, old lady Yan even belittled her like this.

Ji Zitong doesn't know that Huo Junyan doesn't know how to cut paper. She just thinks that old lady Yan praises her on purpose, and her face is full of smiles.

"Grandma, do you like this paper cut?"

Mrs. Yan nodded: "well, I like it. I'll have this paper-cut portrait mounted and put it in my room."

Ji Zitong looked at Mrs. Yan awkwardly: "grandma, if you like, I'll cut another one for you, because this portrait is not perfect, so..."

"No, I like this one."

Qin mubai suggested: "why don't you take advantage of this time and let my aunt cut a small picture for us all?"

Yan Qingqing's face was full of interest: "it's a good idea. I have a lot of photos, but there is no paper-cut portrait. It's very novel."

"Paper cutting is an individual work. Do you know how many scissors it takes to cut a human figure? Tired my baby happy how to do? You are not allowed to make any noise. " Old lady Yan's way to protect her short.

Ji Zitong quickly comforted Mrs. Yan: "grandma, it doesn't matter. It doesn't take much time to cut a small picture, and you won't be tired. You can rest assured."

"Really not tired?"

"Don't worry if you're not tired."

"Well, if you feel tired when you cut it, remember to say it, and then don't cut it, you know?"

"Good!"

Ji Zitong really picked up the red paper, once again according to everyone's appearance all cut a piece, Yan Qingshi catch up, heard that want to cut a small image, he also joined in the fun, let Ji Zitong cut a piece for himself.

After cutting, Ji Zitong didn't give them the statues right away. Instead, after everyone's statues had been cut, he sent them one by one.

We can't wait to pick up the statue.

Yan Qingqing, Qin Xiangdong and Yan Qingshi all praised the paper-cut statues.

After Yan Beichen got the statue, he took a look at it and put it in his pocket.

And Huo Junyan looked at the little statue in her hand and frowned.

Xiao Xiang is really like himself.

Unexpectedly, Ji Zitong has such craft.

As soon as Qin mubai got the statue, he watched it carefully. After watching it, Qin mubai frowned.

"I said, auntie, are you going too far? Why did I lose my smile? "

Huo Junyan sat on Qin mubai's side. After looking at Qin mubai's portrait, she blurted out: "when you smile, your eyes do not smile."

Qin mubai looked at Huo Junyan with a resentful face: "grandma, you are too much. My eyes are so big. When will I smile? Do you think my eyes are big? "

Huo Junyan is amused by Qin mubai's action.

"Well, let me see!" Huo Junyan carefully looked at Qin mubai: "after laughing, it's really gone."

Huo Junyan's voice fell, and everyone burst into laughter.

Qin mubai looks at the crowd angrily.

"You've gone too far. You're all bullying me by your seniority. Instead of playing with you, I'll go to the media room to play games."

Old lady Yan said with a smile: "I think you want to find an excuse to find a game?"

Qin Mu Bai said with a smile: "I can't hide anything from Grandma. I'm going to play games. Call me when dinner is ready."

"You child." Old lady Yan looks at Qin mubai's favorite smile.

Huo Junyan also laughs, and suddenly turns back to see Ji Zitong and Yan Beichen look at each other and smile. It seems that their eyes are touching each other. Huo Junyan's just happy mood suddenly falls down again.

This woman, in order to please old lady Yan, can be said to use the whole body of the solution, but she is absolutely not confused by her seductive means.

Thinking of this, Huo Junyan looks at Ji Zitong's eyes suddenly cold, holding the hand of the paper-cut statue, gently pulling, then pulling the paper-cut from the middle, and then kneading, the paper-cut is kneaded into a ball in an instant, and no longer see the appearance just now.