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Jhiang Jiaxue glanced at the captivated villagers below the stage and said with a smile, "That's right, you sure know how to be thrifty."
The countryside is different from the city; the villagers, busy with making a living, only have some free time during the New Year. Just listening to a story is already very satisfying for them.
"Sister Jhiang, actually, if the story is novel, listening to tales is not worse than watching a big opera. Would you like to find a seat and listen?" Xiao Ruo asked.
Preferences differ like carrots and cabbages. Personally, she found that the gongs and drums during opera performances were too distracting to enjoy the show, preferring the more condensed storytelling.
Seeing that Gao Yanpeng and his son had already been invited into the house by Fu Hanwen, Jhiang Jiaxue nodded with a smile.
