"A bit to the right, no, not enough, a bit more to the right, too much, too much, to the left..." In front of Wu Lingyu's house, Xu Qingfan was pasting the couplet under several people's directions.
"Alright, it's aligned now, Brother Qing Fan!"
"Hand me the tape."
"Here you go, Brother Fan."
After taping all four corners of the banner with transparent tape, Xu Qingfan clapped his hands and jumped down from the stool, "Done."
"Thank you, guys." Wu Lingyu's small hand touched the freshly dried ink on the couplet, expressing her gratitude.
"It's nothing, just a side task."
"Yeah, no big deal, we're all good friends here," Xiao Ruawen also added, patting her chest.
"What are we going to do now, Brother Qing Fan?" Lin Wanning asked after helping him move the stool back inside.
Xu Qingfan glanced at his wristwatch, "It's almost five-thirty already, what else can we do but go home to our moms."
