Several Luohan pine trees in the Li Mansion were already hung with small lanterns that indicated the New Year atmosphere.
Cai Buqu woke up early in the morning and was busy arranging the New Year goods that had been sent over. Actually, the Li Mansion did not lack anything, but usually, only Cai Buqu lived here, so it was inevitable that there was a lack of liveliness.
Therefore, Cai Buqu had bought many new year goods in the past two days. He rushed to send them all over this morning.
In the living room, Qiao Qiao held a pair of scissors in one hand and a piece of paper in the other. The tablet in front of her was playing a video of the papercutting, but she didn't know how to cut it after looking at it for a long time.
She turned to look at Li Xiwu and was depressed because the one in Li Xiwu's hand was almost finished! Forget it. She had to watch and learn more before she could do it.