Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

[During the Ming Dynasty, we ate those two boxes of biscuits; they were delicious. It's just that some shameless people tried to steal them from us.]

Shen Mingchao couldn't help but laugh when he saw the photos Wu Xie sent.

The photo shows Fatty and Black Bear fighting over something. In the background, Zhang Qilin and San San are sitting on one side with expressionless faces, while Xie Yuchen stands on the other side with a cold face.

They had bought and eaten this box of cookies when they were in Japan. Among them, Hei Xiazi ate the most. If she hadn't strictly forbidden it, none of these three boxes would have survived.

She still remembers Hei Xiazi's expression at that time.

She pouted, her face full of regret.

It seems that Blackie really likes these cookies.

Just as I was sighing, Wu Xie sent another message: [Mingchao, there's something I've wanted to ask you since last night.]

[What?]

[You've started calling Xiaohua "brother" now?]

[yes.]

Speaking of this, Shen Mingchao still felt a little awkward. After all, there was an age difference between them. If Xie Yuchen hadn't looked young enough, she really wouldn't have been able to call him "brother."

Of course, there is another reason.

[After the identity documents are processed, according to seniority, I'll also be considered his sister, so calling him "Master Hua" wouldn't be appropriate anymore.]

After sending that message, Wu Xie remained silent for a long time before replying: [Oh, I see.....]

Very strange.

Shen Mingchao inexplicably felt that those dots contained a lot of meaning. Just as she was about to continue typing, the makeup artist started doing her eye makeup and kept telling her to look up, so she had to put her phone down for the time being.

After she finished her makeup and opened the chat interface, she found that Wu Xie had retracted a message.

She asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

The reply came back: "It's nothing, just a typo."

She said it was a typo, but Shen Mingchao waited for a long time and Wu Xie didn't send a message. She felt something was off; it didn't seem like a typo, but more like a wrong message was sent, which was why there was no follow-up.

Curiosity quickly passed over Shen Mingchao; she had more important things to do.

After finishing their makeup and hair, the two had lunch and then went to the famous Tianhou Temple in the area.

People in Fujian worship Mazu and like to ask for her opinion on everything, big or small. This practice is called "casting the holy chalice".

The Holy Grail is made of two crescent-shaped pieces of wood or bamboo. When separated, it resembles a new moon, and when joined, it forms a full shape.

One upright and one inverted form the "Holy Grail," representing Mazu's approval of your thoughts.

Both pieces have a "smiling cup" on the front, which means that Mazu is undecided and should be consulted again.

If both pieces are reversed, it is called a "yin cup," meaning that Mazu will not grant your request.

Jiang Yuan tossed the Holy Grail three times in a row. The first time she threw the Laughing Grail, and the second time she threw the Holy Grail.

She smiled and said, "I'm done, you can come now."

Shen Mingchao accepted the Holy Grail and nodded.

At this moment, there was only one thing she wanted: Qi Qiu was alive, and the incense was retrieved.

Everything is ready except for the east wind.

She silently recited the mantra, then took a deep breath, tossed the Holy Grail high into the air, and watched it tumble through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Wow, the Holy Grail!"

Jiang Yuan's delighted voice reached my ears: "You hit it on your first try, Mingchao, you're so lucky."

Shen Mingchao looked down and saw that they were indeed one upright and one reversed.

This means that Mazu has agreed to the matter.

She suddenly curved her lips into a smile, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately settled down.

As we left the Tianhou Temple, it was nearly evening. The sky was gradually darkening, and the afterglow of the setting sun had not yet completely faded, with a faint orange-red hue appearing on the horizon.

From afar, the lights are bright, and the colorful lanterns look like fireworks blooming in the mountains and forests.

Passing by a stall selling lanterns, Shen Mingchao picked out a rabbit lantern. The snow-white rabbit was adorable, and its two long ears would sway gently as it moved.

Jiang Yuan chose a lotus lantern, with layers of pink petals that looked particularly gentle.

It was quite a coincidence.

They had just bought the lanterns when they were stopped by two people. The one in the lead was a young female reporter, holding a microphone, followed by staff carrying a camera, who said they wanted to interview them.

The two exchanged a glance, found it quite interesting, and nodded in agreement.

The questions asked in the interview were very simple.

They simply asked them about their feelings about the lantern street and their makeup.

The two women chatted back and forth, mentioning that their makeup and styling were modeled after Princess Taiping and Shangguan Wan'er.

The female reporter nodded, then asked, "So, what are your special expectations for attending the lantern festival tonight?"

Jiang Yuan waved the camera in her hand: "I'm mainly here to take pictures."

Shen Mingchao echoed her words, "That's right, we are Chinese women who are destined to make films!"

The interview has now concluded.

Jiang Yuan pulled Shen Mingchao towards the riverbank: "There are too many people, let's find a place to rest."

"it is good."

The riverside was relatively quiet, and many people were releasing river lanterns there. They found a pavilion to sit down.

Lanterns floated on the river, their candlelight flickering, while moonlight spilled across the surface, creating a shimmering effect like scattered silver.

Shen Mingchao was unconsciously stunned, and some past memories flooded his mind.

Perhaps because she was too quiet, Jiang Yuan spoke up at the right moment: "Mingchao, what are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."

"homesick."

"Home?" Jiang Yuan asked, somewhat surprised. "Isn't your home around here?"

"Not here." Shen Mingchao shook his head.

"I'm just staying temporarily in Rain Village. My real family is far away."

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and guessed, "Are they abroad? What's your relationship with Boss Wu and the others?"

"I guess so..."

This question really stumped Shen Mingchao. Ever since she met these main characters, they had been getting along like this, and she had never thought about what their relationship was.

But that's not important.

The emotions between people are inherently difficult to define.

Wu Xie's information flashed through her mind. She narrowed her eyes and said half-jokingly, "So I guess I've got a group of older brothers now."

"Brother?" Jiang Yuan was even more surprised: "But I always feel like I should call them uncles."

"Be confident, and let go of your feelings."

Shen Mingchao laughed for real this time. After laughing, she lowered her eyes and explained softly, "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but I always feel that if I call someone that, someone will be hurt. It's just a form of address anyway. Calling someone younger can't be wrong."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan still didn't quite understand, but chose to respect her decision.

"Let's not talk about me anymore. What about you? What's your decision?"

"I've made up my mind," Jiang Yuan said with a faint smile. "I really have to thank you for your encouragement, otherwise I would have been hesitant about studying abroad. You know, my family is putting a lot of pressure on me, and I want to try a new environment."

"Since you want to go, then go." Shen Mingchao patted Jiang Yuan's shoulder, unable to resist being cheeky: "While wishing you academic success, I'll also send you more food photos in the future, see you later~"

"You are so vicious!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and all worries and sorrows were washed away by the beautiful night.