"Mother, what do you think I should write?"
"I'll have to open your little head to take a look."
Zhuang Zhuang held a brush in his hand and rested his head on the table. In front of him was the couplet paper that Xiaoguo had cut for him, but he just didn't know how to start. After all, this was his first time writing a couplet. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of anything suitable.
"Mother…"
Zhuang Zhuang had no choice but to ask Xiaoguo for help.
"Okay…" Xiaoguo put down the broom and sat opposite him. After thinking for a while, she said, "You can write about spring, wealth, and peace."
Although she wasn't good at coming up with couplets, she could help Zhuang Zhuang come up with the themes. Spring represented the time when Jiang Danhe would return, and wealth was something close to her heart. She hoped that Zhuang Zhuang and Jiang Danhe would always be healthy and safe.
