"Ni Zi, have you been feeling much better lately?" Even though there were only three people celebrating the New Year this time, Zhao Xuran wouldn't handle it sloppily.
In short, he went to Chinatown early to buy a lot of things needed for the New Year, like red lanterns and such.
After Gong Ruini finished the last stroke of calligraphy, she signaled Gong Ruzhi, who was standing by, to take it away quickly.
Gong Ruzhi carefully took the couplet away and gave a thumbs up to Gong Ruini, "Sis, your calligraphy looks really nice."
Gong Ruini was a bit smug about this, lifting her head high, "I used to make quite a bit of money through calligraphy couplets."
When they first arrived in Beijing, they had very little money, so to earn money, what could they do?
Of course, writing Spring Festival couplets was the best way. Gong Ruini recalled those times when they rushed from place to place, just to sell the couplets, it was quite tough.
