Seeing Shi Nian stop in her tracks, Ye He quickly asked, "Boss, what's up?"
Shi Nian pointed to the large lawn.
The large lawn was a communal garden for this community, like a small park in the middle of the street. Even though it was winter, the lawn had not entirely withered yellow. Among the still lush green grass, golden fallen leaves were scattered, adding a unique charm to the lawn.
Around the lawn were slides and seesaws, making it easy to imagine a children's paradise.
In the center of the lawn stood a stage's iron frame, wrapped in colorful lights. At this moment, the lights were already on, brightening the evening and the busy people's smiling faces.
Right beside the stage, behind the crowd, stood a clown. A black rooster perched on the clown's shoulder, and he was playing with a bunch of fake flowers that resembled a magician's prop.
