Mu Wuchen didn't expect the lid of the box to open, and it turned out to be a picture scroll inside.

The curiosity in his heart couldn't help but increase a little, Mu Wuchen held the scroll and unfolded the scroll.

The exquisite paper-cut paintings on the scroll are immediately presented in front of you.

On the picture scroll, a garden landscape is drawn, with pavilions, rockeries, and water, and each scenery is very delicately presented.

I originally thought it was a painting of pen and ink, but after looking at it for a long time, I realized that something was wrong, and when I looked closely, I found that the landscape on the paper was actually made of paper-cut and pasted.

Mu Wuchen knew that Gu Xiaoyou had opened the Youlian Paper Art Workshop, and he also instructed his subordinates to go to the store to buy some paper-cuts and come back.

According to the decoration of Anyang Street in Lutan, the paper-cuts were pasted on the windows and doors, adding some interest to his mansion.

It's just that I didn't expect that the paper-cut would be so beautiful when made into a painting.

Mu Wuchen finished watching a painting seriously, and then unfolded the other paintings one by one.

He has seen a lot of gardens, and the gardens on the paper-cut paintings are quite elegant.

Steward Zhang saw that Mu Wuchen had been looking at the picture scroll, and said cautiously: "Master, Miss Gu still has a word for the servant to tell you." ”

"What?" Mu Wuchen's eyes were still glued to the painting, and he asked casually.

"She asked the minion to ask you how you felt about the painting, and asked the minion to go back and report it." Steward Zhang replied respectfully.

"Impressions......" Mu Wuchen couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, this is what Gu Xiaoyou would ask.

Mu Wuchen gently rolled up the painting, and Lord Wang took it with a look in his eyes and put it back in the wooden box.

After a deep groan, Mu Wuchen said: "Just tell her, it's very exquisite." ”

"Wonderful...... It was the minions who wrote it down. Steward Zhang read silently a few times and replied with lowered eyes.

"Is the master eating?" Lord Wang packed up the picture scroll and asked softly.

"Let's set the table." Mu Wuchen said.

"Yes, master." Lord Wang answered, put the dinner plates from the food box to the table one by one, took the dishes and chopsticks, and placed them in front of Mu Wuchen.

"The minion will make the vegetables for you."

"No need, you go and hang these four paintings in the study, no, hang them in my room." Mu Wuchen commanded.

"Yes, the old slave will do it." Lord Wang received the order and retreated with the wooden box in his hand.

Mu Wuchen began to eat, and the aroma of the food slowly in his mouth, the mellow rice with the oily duck eggs was a must.

After finishing a meal with satisfaction, Mu Wuchen gently wiped the corners of his mouth with toilet paper.

It happened that Lord Wang returned: "Master, the old slaves are all hung up." ”

"Hmm." Mu Wuchen answered, got up and went out.

After rewarding Steward Zhang as usual, he walked directly in the direction of the stable.

Lord Wang followed behind, although Mu Wuchen had no expression on his face, he obviously felt a trace of pleasure from his master.

Secretly guessing the master's thoughts, Lord Wang said: "Master, the old slave put the paintings behind the screen two pieces, and the other two hung in the middle, can you choose the location?" ”

Mu Wuchen estimated the location in his heart, and found that the places where Lord Wang chose were all places that he could see when he raised his eyes, and he felt a little satisfied in his heart.

"Yes, reward."

"Thank you, master." Lord Wang responded happily, and it seemed that he had bet on the right treasure.

While talking, the two of them came to the stable, and Lord Wang waited for Mu Wuchen to get into the carriage, and then took the subordinates to send the master out.

The next day, the sun was shining, and the autumn sun was faintly pouring into the room on the second floor.

Gu Xiaoyou sat under the window, basking in the rare warm sun, lazily looking at the floor plan.

At this time, there was a knock at the door, and Gu Xiaoyou asked without raising his eyelids, "Who?" ”

"It's me." A cold, magnetic voice came from outside the door.

Gu Xiaoyou heard a familiar voice, threw the floor plan away, and trotted over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Mu Wuchen's handsome face, Gu Xiaoyou smiled happily, and then thought of something, a little dissatisfied, and said coquettishly: "I didn't come for so long, I thought you forgot about me." ”

"After the autumn, I am busy with official business." Mu Wuchen said with a little apology: "I'll come when I'm free." ”

"You have a conscience." Gu Xiaoyou smiled and said, "Come in, it's cold in the corridor." ”

"Okay." Mu Wuchen answered and stepped into the house.

Gu Xiaoyou moved the chair under the window and greeted warmly, "You sit, I'll go get a chair again." ”

"I'll go."

"No, it's next door." Gu Xiaoyou left in a hurry, and went out without looking back.

Mu Wuchen couldn't stop it, and shook his head funny, this girl's temper really hasn't changed at all.

With a chuckle, Mu Wuchen looked at the room of the medical hall with his hands behind his back.

The room in the medical hall is modeled after the inpatient room of a modern hospital, a wooden bed with clean and neat white sheets, and a cabinet at the head of the bed, on which are candlesticks and rattles.

In the corner of the wall opposite the bed is a wardrobe, and next to the closet is a desk with colored paper, scissors, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Mu Wuchen picked up a piece of colored paper casually, and a few pieces of confetti suddenly floated down on the colored paper.

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Wuchen took the colored paper in his hand and played with it, and found that there was an opening, and when he casually showed it, a beautifully patterned paper-cut appeared in his hand.

"It turned out to be a paper cut." Mu Wuchen hooked the corners of his mouth and recognized the pattern of the paper-cut in his hand.

At this time, there was a sound at the door, and when Mu Wuchen looked back, he saw Gu Xiaoyou using a chair to open the door, and walked a little clumsily into the room.

Mu Wuchen took a few steps forward, took the chair from Gu Xiaoyou's hand with one hand, easily took it into the room, and put it on the ground casually.

"Or do you have a lot of strength." Gu Xiaoyou praised and pinched the little hand that was open on the crack of the chair and had been strangled out.

Mu Wuchen had a faint smile on his face, picked up the paper cut and asked, "What kind of pattern is this?" ”

"Oh, that's Donald Duck." Gu Xiaoyou replied casually.

"Donald Duck?" Mu Wuchen had never heard of this duck species, and asked curiously, "Is it a new breed of duck?" What is the meat quality? ”

"Hahaha, Donald duck is not for eating." Gu Xiaoyou laughed heartily, and tears of laughter came out.

Mu Wuchen frowned, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

What did he say, it deserved this girl's smile.

"Ahem." Mu Wuchen coughed lightly: "Don't laugh." ”

"Good...... Hahaha. Gu Xiaoyou agreed, thinking of the four words of meat quality, he still couldn't help laughing a few times.

Facing Shang Mu Wuchen's somewhat darkened face, Gu Xiaoyou barely held back his smile.

Mu Wuchen threw Donald Duck's paper cut back on the table, lifted his robe and sat on the chair.

Gu Xiaoyou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, sat on the chair opposite Mu Wuchen, suppressed his smile and said, "What do you think of the painting I gave you?" Don't say it's subtle anymore. ”