Dahe Village, at Chen Xiaolong's home.
"Yah yah."
"Bai, you're sticking it crooked, move it a bit to the left, there you go, there you go, oh my, it still isn't right."
Xu Xiaoting and Bai, standing on stools, were trying to put up a couplet at the entrance of the courtyard, but since the courtyard gate was quite high, it was difficult to reach even with the stools.
"If you really can't stick it up, just forget about it, be careful not to fall, safety first."
Aunt Liang Cuiping was also watching from behind, seeming somewhat worried.
After all, standing on stools was a bit unstable, especially with the ground being uneven, causing the stools to wobble.
"Yah yah."
Bai was flusteredly waving his hands; he was trying his best to adhere the couplet, even standing on tiptoes, but it just wasn't quite enough.
The height still wasn't sufficient.
"Hehe, alright, let me do it, you two go back inside to watch TV."
