If someone were to look down from high above at this moment, they would see every household in West Huangshu Village, as if coordinated, turning on their lights one after another and donning coats to head onto the streets, marching majestically toward the source of the scent.
The scene is quite spectacular, but in the dead of night, it appears somewhat eerie.
"Old Xiao, you're really something, waking up the entire village with just one kick," Zhao Guo'an said admiringly.
The young girl rolled her eyes at him, "You should blame Shao Wenxing, not Brother Xiao Feng. He didn't do it on purpose."
"You've got that wrong," Zhao Guo'an retorted, "Shao Wenxing kept the smell locked inside properly, and old Xiao just released it with one kick. Don't you think this feels like a scene from a fairy tale?
