Just buy a few markers and put them there.
When tourists arrive, they can make a wish on the wishing plaque on the spot and then hang it on the wishing tree in the village to pray for good luck in the coming year.
This brand, one should only cost fifteen yuan.
Anyway, this money will eventually be placed with the village committee, waiting to be used for village maintenance later.
Lin's father made the lantern in three days.
He beautified the lantern based on the bamboo lantern design.
The lantern has a bamboo frame inside, and the outside is decorated with paper and my own creative designs.
It also contains circuitry and a small battery; it lights up when turned on.
It's so beautiful!
Lin Anshu was so tempted by it that she wanted it too.
"An'an, if you like, I'll braid another one for you in a bit."
"The kind that projects your name onto the ground."
"No way, I want the kind that projects Chang'e onto the ground," Lin Anshu snorted.
"Chang'e? Sure, you can have Yang Guifei too, just wait, Dad will get her for you right away."
After finishing his sentence, Mr. Lin slipped into the room to make a custom lantern for Lin Anshu.
The weather has been gloomy these past few days, and it's been snowing almost every day.
The temperature in the village was also extremely low.
However, the current low temperatures cannot dampen people's enthusiasm for welcoming tourists.
Everyone is preparing with enthusiasm and nervousness.
Lin Anshu then belatedly remembered that she seemed to have received a reward before: snow sculpting (ice sculpting) skills.
The kind that is transferable.
Or, should we just transfer it to her father?
Lin Anshu acted immediately.
While delivering water to Mr. Lin, she quietly transferred the snow sculpting (ice sculpting) technique to him.
Then, as if speaking casually, he began to say something.
"Dad, the snow piled up in front of the house is just sitting there doing nothing. Why don't you shape it up?"
"An'an, do you think your dad isn't busy enough?"
“If you want to build a snowman, go do it yourself,” said Mr. Lin.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt some technical knowledge about ice sculpture (snow sculpture) inexplicably appear in his mind.
It's exactly the same as the bamboo weaving technique that appeared out of nowhere back then.
Mr. Lin: "???"
What the heck? How come I suddenly awakened the skill of ice sculpting (snow sculpting)?
Good heavens, could it be that I, Lin Weiyan, am really one of those late-blooming geniuses?
"But An'an, if you're bored by yourself, your dad can reluctantly keep you company."
"Wait here for me. After I finish making the lantern for you, I'll go to the entrance and make a snow sculpture for you to see."
"No way, Dad, you can sculpt snow sculptures? Really? I've never seen you do that before!" Lin Anshu feigned extreme shock.
"That's right, your dad is just a master of disguise." Mr. Lin said calmly, looking like a wise hermit.
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