422 Aren’t You Ashamed?
“It’s beautiful! Zheng’er, you’re so skilled. You learned how to make lotus lanterns so quickly.” An Jiuyue chuckled and patted the child’s head.
She turned around and looked at Qian Yirong, still battling the lotus lantern in his hand.
“Rong’er’s lotus lantern is also beautiful. You’re as skilled as your brother,” she said with a smile.
Qian Yirong looked up and said hesitantly, “Mother, I’m not done yet.”
I haven’t even finished making my lotus lantern. How does Mother know it’s beautiful?
As expected, I’m not as skilled as Brother. I can’t even compare when it comes to making lotus lanterns!
An Jiuyue walked over to him and said, “I can tell even if you don’t finish it. I’m very capable. I can tell at a glance that Rong’er’s lotus lantern is beautiful.”
In fact, she was not wrong. In consideration of her eldest son’s feelings, she did not add that Rong’er’s lotus lantern was indeed better than Zheng’er’s.
How should she describe it? Rong’er’s lotus lantern was an exquisite beauty, while Zheng’er’s was a rough beauty.
The two approaches were very different, but both lanterns were quite beautiful. They also reflected the two children’s completely different personalities.
Qian Yizheng looked at the big picture and did not sweat the details.
On the other hand, Qian Yirong pursued meticulousness in everything. This was evident by the fact that he was better at calculating their family finances than she was.
“Mother, you can chat with Uncle Qian. I’ll help Rong’er make the lotus lantern.”
Qian Yizheng sensibly took his lotus lantern and walked over to his brother.
“Go away!” Qian Yirong glanced at his older brother.
Then, he subconsciously glanced at his brother’s lotus lantern, which he despised.
“I want to make beautiful lotus lanterns. Brother, don’t disturb me.”
He was sure his lotus lantern would change if it passed through his brother’s hands. It would definitely turn into an abnormal lamp again!
Hence, he decided to hide quickly to prevent his brother from touching his lotus lantern.
“Your lotus lantern is so ugly, but you still want to teach me? Aren’t you ashamed?”
“How is it ugly?” Qian Yizheng looked down at the lotus lantern in his hand and retorted.
How is it ugly? It’s just a little crooked, but you can still tell it’s a lotus lantern!
Qian Yirong could not help but ask, “How is it not ugly? Is this a lotus flower? Are you making chrysanthemums?”
Qian Yizheng was silent.
Chrysanthemums! How are they chrysanthemums? I can tell they’re lotus flowers at a glance!
He lowered his voice and shouted at his younger brother, “I think you’re the one making chrysanthemum lanterns!”
An Jiuyue and Qian Jiyun chuckled as they listened to their conversation. They sat down at the stone table.
“I wanted to go to the old witch’s courtyard, but I couldn’t.” An Jiuyue pursed her lips and glanced at Yan Nuo and Yan Qin.
They were walking out and did not hear her. If they did, they would definitely shout that they were wronged.
They had no idea what their mistress was thinking—they had no idea she wanted to go to the poisonous cave. What was there to see? She might fall into Xue Yingyue’s trap!
“That woman is very vicious,” Qian Jiyun reminded her.
An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and asked, “How so? Does she have poisonous snakes in her courtyard?”