"Ah, okay, okay."
But most villagers were illiterate; having taken a look at the paper for a long time, they finally said somewhat awkwardly, "Many of these characters we do not recognize; let San Ya read it aloud to us instead."
"Alright."
Jiang Mianmian seized this opportunity to come out from Zhang Guihua's arms, and she took over the newspaper and began to read aloud.
Her Mandarin was standard, and as she read, her pronunciation was clear and resonant, captivating everyone who listened.
Some more emotional ones, upon hearing about the promising future life described, actually shed tears.
It would be wonderful if the future really were like what San Ya described, where they could eat fine grains and meat anytime they wished.
While everyone was immersed in Jiang Mianmian's reading, Zhaodi was utterly shocked.
The content Jiang Mianmian wrote about was too familiar to her—they were all true events from her past life!
