As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.,Yang Fan's gaze swept over Grandma Wu for a moment, then he walked into the house with the white tiger cub. There was still quite a bit of yellow paper that Sun Ping had given her last time, so she took out the yellow paper and ink from the cabinet.,Yang Fan carefully stacked the talisman papers into triangular shapes, while Wu Zhenghao took out lucky bags from his bag and put seven talisman papers into seven separate lucky bags.。