Lin Lan took a step forward, striking a dramatic pose as if marching ahead. She grinned at the two of them. "We were born in the New China and raised under the Red Flag. New ventures call for new methods. The best way to ensure good fortune is to cast aside all superstitions."
"Ha... haha..." Yang Xiaoman laughed so hard she doubled over. "Sister Lin, you sound like you're taking an oath."
Yao Xiuyun and the two sisters, Little Xue and Little Mei, couldn't stop laughing either. Smiling, she asked Lin Lan, "You still have to pick a date, though. That way we can buy some firecrackers to set off and liven things up a bit."
Lin Lan considered her schedule. The fixtures for the general store would be installed this afternoon. They'd finish hanging the clothes in the boutique today, which meant she could probably get the general store stocked tomorrow. She looked at them and said, "The day after tomorrow is the 23rd, the sixth of the twelfth lunar month. I plan to open on the sixth."
