Francis was amazed to see the temple fair which was bustling with people, but he still kept himself calm. He tried to suppress his emotions, even though he was very happy. Seeing there was a vendor selling sugarcoated haws on a stick, Harper bought two and passed one to Francis.

"This is.." Francis looked at the sugarcoated haws on a stick in his hand and stared at Harper in confusion.

Harper bit off one haw from the stick and said, "It's called sugarcoated haws on a stick. We liked eating it when we were children. Of course, I still love it. The haws are coated with a layer of sugar, which tastes sweet and sour. The taste is really good. I think you might not have eaten it before. Try it."

As Francis looked at the food in his hand, his mouth watered. He imitated Harper and bit one haw off. He then chewed it slowly. Its sour and sweet taste filled his mouth, and it tasted completely different f

rush to Francis. "Here, have a try. Anyway, you will lose nothing, and it would just cost a teal of silver."

Francis nodded and took the writing brush. He then quickly wrote something on the plate. After writing down her wish, Harper turned her head and found that he had already finished before her. She asked curiously, "What did you write?"

Francis covered his wooden plate by holding against his chest. "You told me that the wish shouldn't be revealed, or else it wouldn't work."

Harper stared at Francis with suspicion. But she didn't force him to tell her. "Fine. I am not going to look at what you wrote. Do you need my help to hang it?"

"No, I will hang it up by myself later," Francis said with a smile, and got close to Harper. They looked very intimate in this gesture. "Aunt Harper, what did you write?" he asked.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly a harsh sound came in their direction.