The family chatted and laughed as they strolled along, in no hurry at all.
The first batch of children up ahead had probably just finished school. Without even putting down their schoolbags, they rushed toward Tianhou Palace in a swarm.
The adults along the road reminded them that it was already over, but they turned a deaf ear.
They simply wouldn't give up until they saw for themselves. Even if everyone had dispersed, going over for a look was still worth it. Only then would they be satisfied.
Ye Yaodong and his family watched wave after wave of schoolchildren run toward Mazu Temple. They only stopped when they spotted their own bunch.
"What are you running for? Go home and eat."
"It's not mealtime yet. We're going to Mazu Temple for a look first."
"There's nobody there anymore. Even the stallholders have all left."
"We still want to have a look!"
"We're going to pick up money... mmmph..."
"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't let anyone hear, or they'll pick it up first."
"Run, run!"
The children each threw out a remark before hurrying off. Ye Chengyang anxiously ran after them, calling for them to wait for him.
Ye Yaodong caught him by the back of his collar. "Why are you running after them again?"
"Dad, let go! I want to pick up money too."
"Didn't you already find some?"
"My brothers and sisters said there must be more!"
"Aren't you tired from running back and forth?"
"No! Let go, I can't keep up..." Ye Chengyang was sweating with anxiety, twisting and leaning forward.
Ye Yaodong feared that if he let go, the little fellow would pitch straight onto the ground.
"Stand up straight first, then I'll let go."
Ye Chengyang didn't understand why he had to stand straight before