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Yun Tinglan asked Lingxi to prepare the official website of Xishan Manor. She operated a drone to take pictures of the scenery of Xishan from different angles and then posted them on the official website.

The manor is open only to members, and the requirements for membership are clearly marked.

At the same time, we urge everyone to be rational in chasing stars and not to follow the trend blindly. If you want to travel, there are many free natural scenic spots in Shanshu Township, and the scenery is equally charming. Everyone is welcome to visit.

I also @ed the official websites of several scenic spots to divert the attention to them, which can also benefit my hometown.

With the support and investment from the Jin and Chai families, Shanshu Township vigorously developed the tourism industry. The village also organized some farmers to clean up their houses and start farm stays.

Some people with fast internet speed and quick thinking followed the comments and posted pictures to attract attention.

After finishing all these, Yun Tinglan counted the stock again, including medicine beads, sachets, scar removal creams, slimming pills, and facial masks. She noted down those that were out of stock and needed to be made as soon as possible, and packed those that had sufficient supply.

Then, some of them called Mrs. Jin to send someone to pick it up.

A part of them are placed in the souvenir exchange area. These items are free and cannot be purchased. They can only be exchanged for points. This can not only promote the income of the manor, but also cannot affect the sales of the club.

The most important thing is that Yun Tinglan is lazy. She doesn’t want to be busy like a top. She is busy for seven or eight days a month, and the rest of the time must be spent with her children.

Mrs. Jin was tired of this, from initially trying to persuade him earnestly to now just letting him do what he wanted, and she didn't want to say anything more.

On this day, Yun Tinglan took her daughter back from vaccination, but they were stuck in traffic and couldn't get through.

There are people and cars in front, as well as electric vehicles parked randomly on both sides of the road, blocking the road so tightly that you have to squeeze through if you want to walk.

She was just about to find someone to ask what was going on when the car window opened and a woman's pretty florid voice amid the noise of gongs and drums came into her ears through the loudspeaker.

She listened to a few sentences and it seemed to be a clip from the TV series "Five Generations of Volunteering" where Lady She's eight daughters-in-law celebrated her 107th birthday together.

"Lan Zi, did you just come back?" Aunt Ma came over with her grandchildren. "It's hard to walk this way. There are too many people. Boss Li is celebrating his mother's birthday and has invited a troupe to perform for three days. All the old men and women are here with their little stools to watch the show. The vendors are also setting up stalls here. It's really chaotic. You should go through the old street."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Aunt Ma." Yun Tinglan took out a bag of Nannan's lollipops and handed them to the brother and sister. The two children were quite polite and waved with a smile.

Yun Tinglan didn't like to watch the fun, so she asked Lingxi to reverse the car to the previous intersection and go back through the back street, but Nannan twisted her head and stretched her neck to get closer to the car window.

The child had never seen a big opera, so he was curious and wanted to join in the fun. "Go, go, I want to see it."

There’s no other way, so just go for it.

Ling Xi simply put Nannan on his neck. His 1.83 meter height already stood out from the crowd, and with Nannan riding on his neck, his vision suddenly became broader.

This ancestor was happy, holding Lingxi's head with one hand and pointing at the sugar painting in the distance with the other hand, "Eat...you must eat."

Lingxi went to see Yuntinglan, is it edible?

Yun Tinglan really didn't want Nannan to eat it, not because she disliked the sugar painting, but because she disliked the environment.

Where is the stage? It is in the wheat field beside the road, probably belonging to Boss Li. Anyway, the stage car is parked there, and the stage is visible as soon as the car is opened.

The front row of the stage was full of old men and women, and the periphery was filled with people who were just there to join in the fun. It was a mess of adults and children, and Ling Xi was standing among them, carrying her daughter on her back.

The wind was blowing, and I could see dead leaves swirling in the wind. Dust was flying visibly. Can I give it to my children?

Yun Tinglan bought a sugar-painted rabbit and said, "Mom will hold it for you. You can eat it when you go back." When she got back, she asked the kitchen to make a new sugar painting for her. Yun Tinglan also bought a windmill with a cartoon princess pattern and put it in her daughter's hand.

Nana looked at the windmill, then at the sugar painting, and said with honey on her lips, "Hello, Mommy. I love you, Mommy."

Then just go home with your mom obediently, okay?

No! I won’t leave.

Such a young child definitely can’t understand what is being sung on the stage, but she just loves the fun. When the old men and women cheer, she cheers too. When others applaud, she claps along.

Then she sang on the stage, smiling, with a flock of birds circling above her head. Many people noticed this strange sight and quickly took out their mobile phones to record the video and post it on WeChat Moments.

"Isn't this a sign of an earthquake?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? This is clearly the sound of hundreds of birds singing in harmony, which shows that the troupe is singing well."

"It's really well sung. It's very exciting to listen to."

Many elderly people stood up and scolded the man who could not speak.

"This is all old feudalism. I'd better turn on the earthquake warning."

Yun Tinglan felt extremely guilty listening to this, so she forcefully suppressed the dissatisfied Nannan and stuffed her into the car.

There was something unusual in the sky, causing the people on the stage to pause. They looked at each other and wondered if they should continue singing. What if there was a real earthquake?

The leader shook his head slightly and said, "No, the song cannot be stopped once it has started. Besides, it will be over soon. Just leave the show and don't ruin your job."

On the stage, when the last chorus of the opera stopped, the flock of birds circling overhead suddenly flew away towards the backstage. If someone was careful, they would find that the flock of birds followed a black Land Rover in the alley behind the wheat field.

But the old men and women at the scene only saw the show stop and the birds disperse.

Then, bang, the blame was put on the opera troupe.

Of course, to them this is not a pot, it is a blessing from heaven, it is the harmony of birds singing, it shows that they sing well, and it will be a gimmick for future publicity.

In an instant, countless promotional plans took shape in the leader's mind. He seemed to see numerous invitations reaching out to him, and a smile spread across his face.

The other people in the troupe stood on the stage in a daze, accepting the cheers and praises from the old men and women.

Some excited old men and women even took out all the money in their pockets and threw it onto the stage. Someone took the lead, and others followed suit, and the scene was full of passion.

After hearing this, Boss Li waved his hand and changed the three days to five days.

This is the old street, which used to be a main road. Now, each store takes up one meter and the other store moves one foot. The road that could originally accommodate trucks has become like this now, and cars have to be careful when passing by.

The intersection was blocked, so only Lingxi could scan it, otherwise he would have to honk the horn all the way. Seeing someone at the turn, Lingxi stopped the car and let the other person go first.

Unexpectedly, the old lady suddenly stopped and peeked at the car window, "Yun Tinglan? It's the girl Lan from the Yun family, right?"

Who are you? Yun Tinglan really didn't know the other person.

"I, your grandmother Liu, is the mother of your great aunt from the Luo family. You came back to attend Qiangzi's wedding, right? That's great. I'll inform them."

Having said this, he didn't care about Yun Tinglan's reaction, and just moved his old arms and legs forward and disappeared at the intersection.

Yun Tinglan: “…”

This was unlucky. Although she didn't know the other person, she had figured out the relationship. They were relatives of the Luo family. Yun Tinglan really didn't know that the son of the eldest uncle of the Luo family was getting married.

Sun Mei didn't say anything, and Uncle Luo didn't mention it, but she was unlucky enough to meet his family here, and she couldn't make excuses by saying that she didn't come back.