The two of them made their way to the bookstore, the same one Xiaoxiao had visited when she first arrived; surprisingly, the shopkeeper was back and even remembered Xiaoxiao.
"Miss, haven’t seen you in a few months."
Xiaoxiao hadn’t expected that the shopkeeper would still remember her.
"Shopkeeper, I’m here to buy some red paper today."
"Afu, quickly go and fetch some red paper for her." The shopkeeper immediately commanded Xiao’er to bring some red paper to Xiaoxiao.
Once the red paper was brought over, the shopkeeper enthusiastically said, "Miss, will these be enough?"
"That’s enough, how much silver?"
The shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear, "Miss, I’ll give you these. You write me a piece, will you?"
"..." She thought as much, the shopkeeper was so enthusiastic, it seemed he had planned this. Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment; writing wouldn’t take much time, and she wouldn’t need to spend any silver — this was a good deal, so she agreed.
"Shopkeeper, what should I write?"
"..." That’s what she feared most, she really didn’t know what to write. After thinking about it, she decided to write the phrase that Cheap Consort wrote on the kite.
"Without a pair of flying wings, one’s heart alone grasps the sentiment."
The shopkeeper, seeing what Xiaoxiao wrote, was thrilled. Xiaoxiao, holding the red paper, left with Wang Xiangxiang.
"Xiaoxiao, from now on, you don’t need to bring silver when you go out." Right after leaving, Wang Xiangxiang remarked.
The first time shopping with Xiaoxiao, it was this feeling of not needing silver, as Xiaoxiao always managed to exchange her talents for what she needed.
"..." Hehe, she didn’t even know what to say; her modern worthless self finally seemed somewhat useful.
"What are you planning to do next?" Wang Xiangxiang felt Xiaoxiao was full of ideas and always well-prepared, maybe she had another plan.
"Haha, no need this time, let’s go back to Cloth Shop to pick up our things and head to your house."
Xiaoxiao thought for a moment that that should be about it; the place was simple enough that nothing much could be done.
So the two directly went to Wang Xiangxiang’s house. Their house in the town wasn’t very large, it looked quite ordinary from the outside, but once inside, one would discover its uniqueness.
The design of the house and the furnishings clearly indicated it belonged to a wealthy family.
Once inside, Xiaoxiao got to live like a rich young lady for once, with maids attending to her during meals and bath.
Wang Xiangxiang didn’t treat Xiaoxiao as a outsider and insisted she stay in the same room instead of the guest room, so Xiaoxiao had to agree.
As soon as Xiaoxiao entered the bedroom, she started to get busy. "Get me a pair of scissors, please."
After Wang Xiangxiang handed over the scissors, "Xiaoxiao, what do you need so much red paper for?"
"Hehe, I plan to fold these into paper cranes and hang them around the room to create a nice atmosphere."
As Xiaoxiao spoke, she began folding, quickly finishing one paper crane after another.
"Xiaoxiao, you’re really good at this. It’s my first time seeing this, hurry, teach me."
"..." Curiosity incarnate, Wang Xiangxiang was genuinely interested in everything. "I can teach you, but you don’t have to help me fold; I would like to finish these myself."
"Okay, okay, understood."
Xiaoxiao planned to fold a hundred paper cranes in both large and small sizes to symbolize giving one hundred percent of her love. Originally, she wanted to fold a thousand, but there wasn’t enough time, so she reduced the quantity.
After folding for a long time, Wang Xiangxiang couldn’t stay awake and fell asleep first. Upon waking, she found Xiaoxiao still folding, "Xiaoxiao, stop folding, go to sleep, you can continue tomorrow."
"Yes, you go ahead, I’ll be done soon."
Xiaoxiao, who usually complained about straining her eyes at night, ended up lighting a candle and folding a thousand paper cranes all night.