Xie Yinxiang smiled and asked Gu Nuo'er, "Nuo'er came late today. I thought you weren't coming."
Gu Nuo'er rested her chin on her small hand and fiddled with her brush. "On the way here, I saw an old man who had fallen to the ground, so I helped him. Fortunately, I wasn't late for school!"
Xie Yinxiang smiled delicately. "You're really kind and cute. Nuo'er, I heard that you have a shop opening. I don't have anything to give you. This small wind chime is for you."
She handed out a red and silver thread mixed with a woven seedling. Below it was a small golden-purple copper bell.
Gu Nuo'er took it and her pink lips immediately opened slightly, her eyes sparkling.
"Wow, Elder Sister Yinxiang, you are really good with your hands!"
After saying that, she put the small bell to her cheek and rolled it, narrowing her eyes in bliss.
Xie Yinxiang was indeed the successor of a priestess in the temple.