Seeing Song Tingfan carrying the glutinous rice out, Song Qin looked at Lin Qiao who just stepped out of the room and joked, "Niu Niu only listens to you; I can't get him to move with his Grandpa's call."
Lin Qiao smiled, "He's still young, you need to coax him."
Then she remembered something and added, "Grandma, where are the incense and candles? I left them in the main hall before, but I can't find them now."
Song Qin, being older, had some memory troubles. She thought for a while and then said, "Niu Niu keeps all the things needed for the Little New Year in his room. He said it's easier to find them when they're all together."
Hearing this, Lin Qiao nodded, thinking that Song Tingfan was such a considerate and sensible child, even helping the adults with their tasks.
She turned to tidy up the kitchen, knowing it couldn't be dirty for the Kitchen God's ceremony tomorrow. Although she didn't really believe, they couldn't stand out in the village.
