Tuantuan kept her mother's instruction about what she shouldn't say firmly in mind. "That's bad luck. You have to say, 'I wish you a smooth journey and a safe trip home.'"
Fubao, her mouth covered by Tuantuan's hand, nodded hastily.
Only then did Tuantuan let go. "Say it."
Fubao readily complied. Not only did she say it, but she also added a heap of good wishes. Hearing this made Tuantuan so happy that she took off the small bamboo basket on her back, lifted the cloth covering it, and reached inside to rummage around.
"Darn it, how dare you betray me." After searching for a long time, Tuantuan sniffled. Her eyes welled up with tears as she fiercely threatened the basket in a hushed whisper.
