A clean hand, holding a damp cloth, wiped away the Arabic numerals on the board. The hand was delicate and refined, with a thick palm that suggested good fortune. Its five fingers were white and tender like young bamboo shoots, their tips sharp and pointed like spring shoots carved from jade. The nails were trimmed neatly and shone with a polished sheen, rounded and cute in their rosy hue.,In fact, Yueyin had just returned to the dormitory. The first thing she did after putting down her backpack was to change the numbers on the whiteboard. That board had accompanied her from elementary school to now; the edges of the whiteboard were worn smooth.,Le Yun praised each new item, admiring the other trinkets again. Grandpa Li was sometimes unreliable, bringing back only cheap knick-knacks, but sometimes he got incredibly lucky and found real treasures. Once, he found a Republic of China Yuan Datou coin and sold it for ten thousand yuan.。