I've heard that setting river lanterns afloat on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is quite effective if one makes a wish.
One after another, Dong Huiying sent glass lamps into the long river, making a solemn gesture with her hands clasped and eyes closed.
First wish: may my husband match my heart; second wish: may the bond between husband and wife be everlasting; third wish: may we meet from dawn to dusk; fourth wish: may we grow old together; fifth wish: may our children be blessed; sixth wish: may there be peace across the land!
She's truly greedy; perhaps she should have bought a few more lamps?
"What did Xiao Hui wish for?" As soon as Dong Huiying opened her eyes, Shujun leaned close to his wife, exerting all his charm to vie for her favor, hoping her attention would remain fixed on him. Nowadays, it's indeed a situation of many wolves and little meat, as his wife's constitution isn't what it used to be, and her needs are far less intense.
