Tsk, such a nice young lady, she's already learned to say dirty things.

I wonder if Miyano will have any time to rest after departing from here and arriving in Beijing late at night?

After thinking about all sorts of random things for a while, Ruan Xianxian slowly sat up straight and bought a few materials from the system shop.

I bought bamboo strips for weaving small bamboo crafts, felt tools, and wool strips, as well as several colorful ropes for weaving Chinese knots.

With everything ready, I first crocheted a small white rabbit about the size of a thumb out of felt, and then wove several cricket jars out of bamboo strips.

Attach the little rabbit to the bamboo jar, tie a red tassel to its tail, and finally string the finished product with hemp rope onto a thin stick to make a small lantern shape.

She rolled out of bed, her lips trembling as her clothes rubbed against her skin. She quickly put the numb and painful sensation out of her mind and found a jar of orange segment candy in the large net bag of snacks that Miyano had given her.

Stuff the sugar into the opening through the gap left at the top.

A little rabbit lantern filled with orange segment candy was successfully completed. Ruan Xianxian held it in her hand, looking at it from left to right. Her satisfied expression faded, and she tapped her chin with her fingertips.

He muttered to himself, "I feel like something's missing."

Just then, the sound of a key turning in the lock came from outside the door, and the three women who had been having dinner together returned.

Before she even arrived, Xiang Nuan's cheerful voice came first: "Sister Ruan, we wanted to bring some back for you after we finished eating, but the staff doesn't allow us to eat in the guest rooms."

It's almost lunchtime, you should come downstairs and get something to eat..."

The door opened, and Xiang Nuan, who had just finished eating, skipped and hopped into the room. The first thing she saw was Ruan Xianxian playing with a small lantern in her hand.

Her eyes lit up. "So exquisite and beautiful! May I take a look?"

Ruan Xianxian casually handed her the lantern, sat cross-legged on the bed with her hands supporting her chin, and looked at her watch. Two hours had already passed.

"You came back at just the right time. The foreign guests wanted to buy a type of candy that was just as well-known as Big Rabbit, so I thought of orange segment candy."

The packaging really elevates the hard candy, but I still feel like something's missing.

Mu Xia's experience destined her to have a perspective far beyond that of ordinary people, and she succinctly pointed out what Mu Xia couldn't understand: "Can a lantern still be called a lantern if it doesn't have a light?"

“Oh right.” Ruan Xianxian suddenly realized, but then a new problem arose: “Can this palm-sized thing fit two batteries?”

Even if you managed to squeeze it in, could food and a dry cell battery coexist in the same space?

Mu Xia took the small lantern and fiddled with it between her fingers. She took it apart completely in a few quick movements and nodded as she looked at the scattered pile of materials and candies.

"Dry cell batteries are toxic and should not be stored with food. What if we use button batteries instead?"

Without saying a word, Ruan Xianxian rummaged through a pile of trinkets given to her by Gong Ye and pulled out a digital watch, quickly removing the button battery inside.

His malicious gaze shifted to Xiang Nuan: "The captain brought his flashlight, right? Go and borrow a small light bulb from your dad."

A flashlight is a precious personal item these days. She knew that the flashlight that the battalion commander had been awarded before his discharge had been with him for many years.

Xiang Nuan could hardly believe what she was hearing: Borrow, borrow the light bulb from the flashlight?

But Sister Ruan took the watch apart, so her dad shouldn't have any problem taking apart a light bulb, right?

She was almost out of the guest room when Mu Xia, who was holding her forehead with one hand, grabbed her by the back of her collar. "You're uncultured, but don't you have any common sense?"

She waved for the three women to stand against the wall to make room for her, then walked to the bedside table between the two beds, picked up the telephone, and dialed the internal line.

"Hello, Room 209, please send someone to the radio factory as soon as possible to pick up ten sets of button lights. Just say I need them. My name is Mu Xia."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Xia shrugged at the three women's surprised looks. "The chick incubator needs a temperature control device. I have some cooperation with the radio factory."

But things weren't as simple as they seemed. Ten minutes later, a female staff member came upstairs and knocked on the door.

"What's a button battery light? I contacted the radio factory for you, but they couldn't tell you!"

Mu Xia: ……

An hour later, he took the cobbled-together parts and started tinkering with them. The principle was simple, and it only took a little time to work on the control circuit.

Finally, the simplest plug-and-play power blocking design was adopted: the light turns on when the small piece of paper is unplugged and turns off when it is plugged in.

The task was completed. Looking at the small lantern with button lights installed, emitting a warm and soft yellow light in the dark night, the four women were all a little excited.

Xiang Nuan was delighted with it, asking, "Can you make one for me during the Chinese New Year?"

Ruan Xianxian smiled meaningfully, "I'm afraid you'll get tired of seeing it by then."

Xiang Nuan didn't quite understand what he meant, but she didn't delve into it further.

It must be said that women of this era were very skillful; threading a needle was practically an essential skill. With the four women working together, they quickly made all sorts of lanterns.

It has calligraphy written on it.

The theme is Chinese knot.

It has small animal stickers on it.

Looking at the clock, it was almost eleven o'clock. Xiang Nuan, who was used to going to bed early, couldn't stay awake any longer. After washing up, she rubbed her eyes and crawled into bed.

"Sister Ruan, I'm going to sleep now. Tomorrow morning, Dad and I will bring the oil press back to the village first thing."

Thinking of something, she covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes unusually bright under the reflection of the crystal chandelier.

"My dad also said that if Sister Ruan's grandfather happens to pass away after the exhibition, he will grant you a few days off to go back for the funeral. Here, the letter of introduction has already been prepared for you!"

Sister Mu and Sister Chen can go to the memorial service together.

Three women: ? ? ?

Is this a loss or not?!

The trip to the funeral was a pretense; the real reason the brigade leader gave them a few days off to play in the provincial capital was to give them leave.

Ruan Xianxian smiled and took the papers, folded them, put them in her pocket, and patted them. "Old Xiang is too kind."

After saying that, he muttered to himself, "He's smart enough to know what's going on. If the letter of introduction isn't delivered tonight, I'll be waiting at the door tomorrow morning too."

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