After drinking the last glass of Tusu wine and finishing the food, both of them looked very satisfied. Nothing can make people feel more at ease and happy than having a full meal and a good drink.
Lou Yunchun called the waiter to settle the bill, and then asked him to help light the lanterns.
The two wanted to go home.
The waiter looked at the lantern with an expression of dismay, and finally said tactfully, "I see the paper on your lanterns has melted a bit. I'm afraid they won't last long. We have lanterns made at the post station. How about I replace them for you?"
Xu Jiang was tiring of being offered lanterns and quickly declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness. This one is fine, and I don't live far away. The streets are brightly lit, so I won't get lost."
Seeing this lady looking at the lantern treasure in such an expression, could it be that it was given by Lord Lou? The waiter looked at Lou Yunchun with complicated eyes, which made Lou Yunchun confused.
"In that case, you two can go easily." The waiter escorted the two men out of the post station and watched them walk away.
Seeing the two shadows under the lamp getting closer and closer, the waiter couldn't help but think: A pot and a lid, this living devil also has to return to the human world one day.
It’s just that the lantern is a bit ugly, not as good as the shrimp lantern he painted.
The waiter actually felt proud. No matter how fierce this living devil was, he was not as good as him in painting lanterns.
Thinking of this, he went back to the hall excitedly, took out the lantern he had painted and prepared to hang it up. The shopkeeper came out from the kitchen and saw him and quickly stopped him.
"Why did you take out this ugly lantern again? Put it back to me, it will scare the guests." As he said this, he pulled the lantern away.
The waiter was dissatisfied and chased after him, "How can it be ugly? My lantern is much better than the one painted by Lou Yunchun. You haven't seen it. Even his lantern is popular. Who knows, maybe someone will also like mine..."
The shopkeeper said venomously, "Yes, even a blind man can see the difference. They are all shrimps after all."
The waiter was furious.
Unscrupulous shopkeeper, you are blind!
Lou Yunchun sneezed while holding the lantern. Xu Jiang quickly looked at him and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you cold?"
She had just drunk some wine, and her body felt warm. Then she reached out and touched Lou Yunchun's hand, and it was indeed a little cold.
Lou Yunchun's nose was only burned by the smoke from the lantern, but the warmth from his hand made his heart move. He said, "It's a bit cold."
"Are you cold?" Xu Jiang looked around and saw that there were few people on the street. So, taking advantage of the darkness, she put her hand into Lou Yunchun's palm and said, "My hands are warm. Let me warm them for you."
"Yes." Lou Yunchun gladly accepted her kindness and wrapped it tightly.
Xu Jiang was led by him, so she didn't need to look at the road. She just looked around at the lanterns hung in other people's houses. They were really unique and dazzling.
Turning the corner is Nanshan Academy. The three members of the Lin family are hanging lanterns in front of the door. Xu Jiang and Lou Yunchun stopped at the same time, stood there and watched for a long time, without going forward to disturb them.
Master Lin retracted the lamp hook and smiled at the mother and daughter inside the door, "It's hung up."
Lin Hongchu stepped out to take a look and said with a smile, "It's correct."
Mrs. Lin stared at her husband and daughter, her eyes full of tenderness. Mr. Lin reached out and helped her out the door. The family leaned together to admire the lanterns for a while, and then he helped her back in.
After the door of the school was closed, the two went forward to see the lantern hung by Master Lin. It was a simple red lantern with black characters, similar in shape to the one in Manager Wang's house, with four round and beautiful characters written on it.
Happy and healthy.
Xu Jiang knew the handwriting of Lin Hongchu and Lin Fuzi, so this was obviously not written by them.
"Let's go." Lou Yunchun said.
"Yeah." Xu Jiang lowered her head and blinked her eyes, which were a little sore from looking at the light. She was about to go with him, but she didn't expect the door that was originally closed to suddenly open.
The two of them were startled. When Xu Jiang saw that it was Lin Hongchu who opened the door, she breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Little girl, why are you hiding behind the door and scaring people?"
Lin Hongchu picked up the lamp hook leaning against the door and shook it, then whispered, "It fell down, and my father asked me to get it." Then he smiled again, "I saw you guys a long time ago, otherwise you would have bumped into my father."
As he said this, he glanced at the two people's clasped hands.
Xu Jiang quickly pulled her hand away, walked over and tapped her on the head, then asked, "Has Zeng Zhui been here?"
Lin Hongchu nodded. "I came here, visited my mother, and talked with my father in the study for a while before leaving."
Seeing her innocent and frank attitude, Xu Jiang knew that this little girl hadn't figured it out yet, so she pinched her face and urged her, "It's cold outside, go back."
"Well, you guys go slowly too."
"Don't tell the Master that he has seen us, okay?"
"I know." Lin Hongchu waved at them with a smile, then closed the door.
She watched the two people walk away through the crack in the door, then turned around with the lamp hook in her hand, only to see her father standing not far away, watching for an unknown period of time.
"The person has left?"
"Father, why are you here?"
Master Lin snorted without answering, saying, "It's cold outside, come inside quickly."
"oh."
The father and daughter walked into the warm house one after the other.
Xu Jiang lit a lamp, and the dark room suddenly became bright. Then she blew out the lantern and went to cut red paper to write Spring Festival couplets.
Lou Yunchun cleared the ashes from the stove, blew the sparks red, threw in a few pieces of charcoal, and put on the teapot to boil water.
"This should be enough." Xu Jiang handed the paper to Lou Yunchun, and then went to get pen and ink.
Lou Yunchun used a paperweight to flatten and compact the scroll. As soon as it was spread out, Yue Nu jumped onto the table and touched the paper, then turned over at him. Xu Jiang came over and hit it on the head with a pen, and it turned over and ran away.
"Let me grind the ink for you." Xu Jiang handed the pen to Lou Yunchun, added the leftover cold tea into the inkstone, and ground the ink stick.
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