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After Laba Festival, the Little New Year arrives in the blink of an eye.

The streets and alleys of the capital were decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers early in the morning, and the atmosphere was bustling with activity. Street vendors stood in front of their shops, shouting loudly, vying to praise the size and sweetness of their candied melons, as if the Kitchen God would be delighted to eat them.

Xiao Ran strolled down the street, accompanied by He Wan. He Wan looked around curiously, resembling an innocent and naive young girl, radiating liveliness. Xiao Ran wore a gentle smile, and their sight drew frequent glances from passersby.

Today, Xiao Ran wore a moon-white brocade jacket and skirt, with a moon-white embroidered gold cloak over it. Beneath her long, black, and shiny hair, she wore a pair of red pomegranate earrings, which were just the right embellishment, adding a touch of delicate crimson to her snow-white skin.

He Wan, on the other hand, wore a light pink padded jacket, with her hair braided and hanging down her shoulders, making her look even more lively and agile.

When two such lively young women suddenly appeared in the crowd, how could passersby let them pass by? Even some married men kept turning around to look, only to be chased away by their wives.

He Wan suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, pointing ahead, "Sister Ran, look!"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Ran turned her head and saw a large crowd gathered in front of her, where a wonderful lion dance with a pearl was taking place. The lion's eyes blinked lively from time to time, as if it were alive, extremely lifelike, and the scene was very lively.

Even more surprisingly, perhaps out of childlike curiosity, some children actually tried to touch the lion's head.

But the two lion dancers actually let the child touch them. It turned out that He Wan was amused by this. After the child was touched, the father who was carrying the child on his shoulders happily took out a few coins from his purse and threw them into the copper basin next to him.

"So you have to pay for this... I was hoping to touch it too."

Xiao Ran had a sudden inspiration. She took out a purse from her bosom and instructed Afu, who was standing beside her, "Afu, take Miss Wan to touch it."

“How can this be…” He Wan quickly waved her hand, “Wan’er is already a big girl.”

Xiao Ran chuckled, "But Wan'er is younger than me, isn't she? Since she's younger than me, she's a child in my eyes. Go on."

He Wan couldn't refuse, so she went to the lion dance venue.

Actually, it's not just children who touch the lion dance; some young boys and girls also touch the lion and secretly make a wish.

"Young lady, would you like to touch this?" The two lion dancers suddenly approached He Wan and asked with a smile, "Where would you like to touch, young lady?"

He Wan was taken aback. "Is there a reason for this?"

"Of course." Although his face was covered by a lion dance head mask, it was still clear that he was a young man. His voice was clear and crisp. He said, "Miss, you may not know this, but there are five places you can touch. Touch the lion's head and you will have no worries. Touch the lion's mouth and you and your spouse will not quarrel. Touch the lion's back and you will have wealth and honor. Touch the lion's rump and you will never get sick. Touch the lion's tail and everything will go smoothly."

"The young lady can choose according to her own wishes."

He Wan seemed troubled after hearing this and hesitated to make a choice. The young man, however, didn't seem to mind and even kindly said to her:

"Miss, you seem to be in a dilemma. How about I offer you some recommendations?" He Wan was just about to agree when the young man under the lion dance head mask spoke again:

"However, I must first ask you a few questions, young lady."