Tang Xiaoxiao was gently placing the red wishing plaque on Gu Luo's shoulder. She was holding a black marker in her little hand, with the tip of the pen hovering above the plaque. She was thinking about writing "I hope I can go for a walk with my brothers and sisters soon."
Suddenly, an unfamiliar warmth came from below the knees - not the scalding heat of a hot water bottle, nor the scorching heat of the sun, but like warm water in early spring slowly flowing over the ankles and climbing up the calves, causing even the somewhat stiff muscles to feel slightly numb, as if countless small ants were gently scratching them.
The feeling only lasted for a breath, but it was too clear to be ignored.
Tang Xiaoxiao's pen paused on the wooden sign, leaving a tiny ink dot.
Her body stiffened instantly, her back slightly tensed, her breathing became rapid, and her heart felt like it was hiding a frantic little rabbit.
Subconsciously, he lowered his head to look at the snow-white calves beneath him, his fingertips trembling as he gently touched his calves - it was still the familiar temperature, but the warmth just now seemed to be engraved on his skin and could not be shaken off.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Xiaoxiao?"
Seeing this, Gu Luo pretended to be confused and asked despite knowing the answer. With deliberately gentle manner, he lowered his eyes to look at Tang Xiaoxiao's small hand that was clenching the pen, her knuckles turning white.
You can imagine how this little guy feels right now.
"Brother Gu Luo...I..."
Tang Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back.
She bit her lower lip, and her long, curled eyelashes trembled rapidly - how could it be possible that the incense would be effective right after she lit it?
It must be an illusion caused by the wind. After knowing the story of Brother Gu Luo and Sister Xiao Man, I wanted to stand up so much that I imagined this feeling.
If I tell it now, my brothers and sisters will definitely look forward to it happily, but if it turns out to be a false joy, everyone will be so disappointed.
Tang Xiaoxiao slowly relaxed her tense shoulders, shook her head, and dropped the pen tip onto the wooden sign again, her voice as light as a feather:
"No, nothing, the pen is just a little slippery."
Gu Luo looked at her drooping little head with a smile in his eyes, and touched her calf lightly with his fingertips - this little girl was more patient than he thought. He just didn't know if she could still be so calm after waiting for too late and waking up tomorrow to find that she could stand up.
One pack of paper is definitely not enough.
Ten packs then.
Ten packs per person.
At this time, under the wishing tree in the corner of the yard, the sisters were busy hanging wooden signs.
The setting sun dyed the sky orange, and the light shone through the branches onto the red wooden sign, as if coating each wish with a layer of warm light.
Luo Shuhe stood on tiptoe and tied a wooden sign that read "I hope Xiaoxiao can stand up soon and step on the spring grass" to a slightly higher branch. He hooked his fingers around the hemp rope and gently tied a bow to prevent it from being blown away by strong wind.
Luo Shuning hung the wooden signs that read "Hope Xiaoxiao recovers soon" and "Hope our family will be together forever and never separate" in the most conspicuous place. When she looked up, she could see the words on the signs shining in the setting sun.
Lu Xuexue held the wooden sign that Tang Xiaoxiao had just written in her hand and carefully helped her hang it on a low branch so that Tang Xiaoxiao could see it at a glance the next time she came.
Gu Ximan also drew a crooked little heart on her own wooden sign, and wrote next to it [Hope Xiaoxiao gets better soon] and [Hope Xiaoman and her brother will never be separated]. She jumped up and down and hung the wooden sign next to the one Gu Luoyi had hung before, tying the rope around and around.
Luo Shuling hung the wishing plaques between the tree branches. When the wind blew, the plaques swayed gently, and when they collided with other plaques, they made a rustling sound, as if countless wishes were whispering to each other.
Everyone made a wish for Tang Xiaoxiao and her family's future.
By the time we finished hanging the last wooden sign and helped clear the weeds in the remote areas, it was already dark.
Gu Luo carried Tang Xiaoxiao, who had fallen asleep at some point, out of the temple. The little girl leaned in his arms, her cheeks flushed slightly, her body warm, her breathing even, and a faint smile on her lips, as if she was having a sweet dream.
Gu Ximan clung to Gu Luo's side, gently holding the corner of his clothes with one hand, and occasionally helping Tang Xiaoxiao to tidy up her coat with the other hand. She was reluctant to leave, her eyes full of dependence and happiness.
Everyone said goodbye to Mr. Zhao politely and said they would come back to visit him every once in a while.
Old Master Zhao stood at the temple gate, waving, his coarse cloth coat swaying gently in the evening breeze, and laughed heartily: "Next time you come, let me know in advance, and I'll pickle some radish for you!"
It's not easy to get a ride-hailing car in the suburbs. Usually you have to wait for about ten minutes before a driver accepts the order. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to get one for half an hour.
But with Luo Shuhe's ability to get red envelopes, he quickly got two taxis.
All I can say is that having money is not everything, but not having money is absolutely impossible.
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