「The next day.」
「Early morning.」
First thing in the morning, Lu Yuan and his family were already bustling with activity.
Lu Yuan was up on a tall ladder, positioning something above the entrance to the East Wing.
"How's this?
Is it straight?"
Lu Yuan asked as he held the horizontal scroll in place.
Zhao Qiao'Er held the ladder for Lu Yuan, looking up to gauge the placement.
"A little more to the right... perfect!"
Hearing Zhao Qiao'Er, Lu Yuan shifted it to the right and slapped the horizontal scroll into place.
Nearby, Song Meiqin immediately handed him a small whisk broom.
Lu Yuan took the small broom and smoothed the scroll flat against the wall.
He handed the broom back to Song Meiqin and took one of the vertical scrolls.
He began to position it.
Song Meiqin tucked the broom under her arm, hurried forward two steps, and held the bottom corners of the scroll to keep it taut.
