"Wake up!"
"The feast is on, red braised pork knuckle, clear stewed bass, roast whole lamb, stewed whole beef, Buddha's Delight, scrambled eggs, roast goose, beggar's chicken... Anyone interested?"
A clear voice echoed through the mountain village.
At this moment, the little village, dormant for countless ages, suddenly seemed to come to life.
"That was a refreshing nap..."
In a stone house, Second Elder rubbed his sleepy eyes as he awoke, stretched lazily, got up, and went outside, surprised:
"Huh? What's going on... It's only been a few days, how have the weeds taken over my yard?"
Second Elder was stunned. The once clean and tidy yard was now overgrown with weeds, even the rooftop had sprouted plants.
"What is happening, it's like the land hasn't been tilled for years, is this reasonable?"
On the road, Uncle Zhang stepped out, carrying his almost rotten whip, and said:
"What's going on, Old Zhao, is dirty stuff causing trouble in the village again?"
