Wei Zhong poured hot tea for Bai Qingyan, looking at the bustling scene of the night market in Feng County, he said with a smile: "The lives of the people in Feng County can be seen from the street scenes after dark! In impoverished places, at night... everything is pitch black, where would there be stalls? Even if there were stalls, people would have no spare money to visit, wouldn't they? But now, look at this, it's bright as day, though not comparable to Dadu City, it's still lively enough."
She took the teacup handed by Wei Zhong, holding the lid, her gaze shifting from the storybook to the outside market scene, bustling and noisy, with shouting and laughter rising and falling, filled with the essence of human life.
