For some reason, feeling Yan Huan's gaze, An Le felt a hint of happiness rise in her heart.
She pursed her lips and slowly lowered her arms that were covering her body, allowing Yan Huan to observe freely.
In doing so, Yan Huan felt a bit embarrassed,
"Very beautiful and fitting clothes, thank you, Grandma."
The two grandmas waved their hands, chuckling and saying,
"It's nothing, it's nothing..."
"We just need a little help from you."
Upon hearing this, Yan Huan and An Le were a bit surprised and asked in confusion,
"A little help with what?"
"Well, it's like this, in a few days, it's the village's sacred festival. Actually, it's nothing much, just setting up at the shrine and inviting everyone to worship the gods, praying for their protection over the village in the coming year."
"So, do we need to help with the setup?"
"No need, no need, last night was just a joke. These arrangements have rules, and it's better for the villagers to handle them."
