She said that, and Xiqiu indeed heard the ding-dong of gongs and drums from outside the window, along with the voices of street performers. She smiled, got up, and stood by the window to watch. As expected, not far away, there were a lot of people gathered to watch the excitement. In the middle, two people were performing martial arts, singing constantly, but Zhi and Tong Minzhi were nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, Tong Minzhi was strolling the street with Zhi, looking at lantern riddles. Zhi fancied a lantern and tugged at Tong Minzhi's sleeve to make him guess: "This tiger one looks great, Seventh Uncle, I want this one."
