“We should have dinner first,” Song Shijun suggested. He suddenly remembered something and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, asking, “Xiaoxiao, why is Shaojie not here yet? Do you want to call him and ask where he is right now?”
Mu Xiaoxiao was also curious about why Yin Shaojie was still absent and thus made the call.
However, the cold voice of a woman rang out from the phone.
“The phone you have just dialed has been switched off. Please try again later…”
She became gloomy. “He’s shut off his phone.”
“Could it be that his phone is out of battery?” Song Shijun tried to help his friend explain it away.
Mu Xiaoxiao thought about it. It seemed possible, for her phone had run out of battery on the way here and she had to charge it in the car.
They had slept in the hospital the night before and not charged their phones. Their batteries were low, and his phone could have shut down easily from that.
However, Han Qiqing said, “If he’s driving over, he can charge it up in the car.”
Song Shijun spread his hands out and said, “It means that he’s not driving over here!”
“How can he not notice that?” Han Qiqing asked.
Song Shijun teased, “Do you think that everyone’s memory is as bad as yours? Also, Shaojie will definitely call Xiaoxiao if he’s on the way. How can he let his phone be shut off? This means that he’s still busy, to the point when he isn’t aware that his phone has been shut off.”
“What matter can be more important than Xiaoxiao?” Han Qiqing said unhappily.
Their conversation only made Mu Xiaoxiao feel more frustrated.
Mo Xiaomeng noticed Xiaoxiao’s expression and said hurriedly, “Alright, stop guessing. Didn’t we want to make water lanterns? Shall we go get the materials?”
Ye Sijue added, “Doesn’t the courtyard have a table? Let’s order some food. We can eat and make the water lanterns at the same time.”
“This is a good idea!” Han Qiqing was the first one to agree.
Thus, the group bought some snacks, materials for making water lanterns, and ordered a few dishes from a grand hotel on the way back.
The materials for making water lanterns were simple and ready-made. Once the materials were assembled together, all that was left to do was to write a wish on it.
In the courtyard, after the buying trip.
Song Shijun took out some lanterns from somewhere and scattered them around, which made the atmosphere good.
Han Qiqing laughed till she was leaning on Mu Xiaoxiao’s shoulder. “Haha, those who don’t know better will think that it’s Lunar New Year’s! Look at those red lanterns! My goodness, where did you get them from, Shijun?”
Song Shijun rolled his eyes at her. “You just don’t know how to appreciate them! Don’t the lanterns look simple and unadorned? This gives off such a Chinese feel!”
“That’s why I said it really looks like… New Year’s!” Han Qiqing rose from Mu Xiaoxiao’s shoulder. Cupping a fist with a hand, she said to him, “May you have a prosperous New Year! Give me a red packet!”
Song Shijun whacked her hands away. “Here’s your spicy hot big red packet!”
Han Qiqing’s hands were numb from his whack. She jumped up in a huff and said, “You jerk! You’re going to die today! Stop right there!”
Thus, the two of them chased each other around the courtyard.
Mu Xiaoxiao and the other two looked at them and laughed, as though they were watching an entertainment show.
An hour later, the dishes arrived and the sun had finally set.
Song Shijun placed the lanterns around carefully, creating a nice atmosphere in the courtyard house.
This was Mo Xiaomeng’s first experience with traditional culture. She liked it so much that she took lots of pictures, making Song Shijun very happy.
“We should have dinner first,” Song Shijun suggested. He suddenly remembered something and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, asking, “Xiaoxiao, why is Shaojie not here yet? Do you want to call him and ask where he is right now?”
Mu Xiaoxiao was also curious about why Yin Shaojie was still absent and thus made the call.
However, the cold voice of a woman rang out from the phone.
“The phone you have just dialed has been switched off. Please try again later…”
She became gloomy. “He’s shut off his phone.”
“Could it be that his phone is out of battery?” Song Shijun tried to help his friend explain it away.
Mu Xiaoxiao thought about it. It seemed possible, for her phone had run out of battery on the way here and she had to charge it in the car.
They had slept in the hospital the night before and not charged their phones. Their batteries were low, and his phone could have shut down easily from that.
However, Han Qiqing said, “If he’s driving over, he can charge it up in the car.”
Song Shijun spread his hands out and said, “It means that he’s not driving over here!”
“How can he not notice that?” Han Qiqing asked.
Song Shijun teased, “Do you think that everyone’s memory is as bad as yours? Also, Shaojie will definitely call Xiaoxiao if he’s on the way. How can he let his phone be shut off? This means that he’s still busy, to the point when he isn’t aware that his phone has been shut off.”
“What matter can be more important than Xiaoxiao?” Han Qiqing said unhappily.
Their conversation only made Mu Xiaoxiao feel more frustrated.
Mo Xiaomeng noticed Xiaoxiao’s expression and said hurriedly, “Alright, stop guessing. Didn’t we want to make water lanterns? Shall we go get the materials?”
Ye Sijue added, “Doesn’t the courtyard have a table? Let’s order some food. We can eat and make the water lanterns at the same time.”
“This is a good idea!” Han Qiqing was the first one to agree.
Thus, the group bought some snacks, materials for making water lanterns, and ordered a few dishes from a grand hotel on the way back.
The materials for making water lanterns were simple and ready-made. Once the materials were assembled together, all that was left to do was to write a wish on it.
In the courtyard, after the buying trip.
Song Shijun took out some lanterns from somewhere and scattered them around, which made the atmosphere good.
Han Qiqing laughed till she was leaning on Mu Xiaoxiao’s shoulder. “Haha, those who don’t know better will think that it’s Lunar New Year’s! Look at those red lanterns! My goodness, where did you get them from, Shijun?”
Song Shijun rolled his eyes at her. “You just don’t know how to appreciate them! Don’t the lanterns look simple and unadorned? This gives off such a Chinese feel!”
“That’s why I said it really looks like… New Year’s!” Han Qiqing rose from Mu Xiaoxiao’s shoulder. Cupping a fist with a hand, she said to him, “May you have a prosperous New Year! Give me a red packet!”
Song Shijun whacked her hands away. “Here’s your spicy hot big red packet!”
Han Qiqing’s hands were numb from his whack. She jumped up in a huff and said, “You jerk! You’re going to die today! Stop right there!”
Thus, the two of them chased each other around the courtyard.
Mu Xiaoxiao and the other two looked at them and laughed, as though they were watching an entertainment show.
An hour later, the dishes arrived and the sun had finally set.
Song Shijun placed the lanterns around carefully, creating a nice atmosphere in the courtyard house.
This was Mo Xiaomeng’s first experience with traditional culture. She liked it so much that she took lots of pictures, making Song Shijun very happy.
