Qiang Hongtao and Zhang Meijuan looked at each other, both were no fools, and could tell that they were buying time for themselves.
The couple didn't have much time left; they couldn't afford to waste any of it.
It seemed that only after losing something did people realize how fleeting time was. Wishing to go back, to take it slow, but by then it was already too late.
...
Jiangli returned to the side hall, brought out the Vermilion Writing Brush and Talisman Paper, and truly started drawing talismans.
Xia Xin, with Shuaishuai in tow, first brewed a pot of tea. As he entered the side hall carrying the teapot, Jiangli had already finished drawing seven or eight talismans.
Indeed...
He knew the ancestor was extremely fast at drawing talismans.
"Ancestor, would you like some tea?" Xia Xin asked, holding the teapot. He walked over to Jiangli, poured her a cup of tea, and sat down with Shuaishuai.