"Daton Festival? Sounds pretty interesting."
"I know this one! I heard about it from a friend, it's a festival of an ethnic minority, as grand as our Spring Festival even. It's quite a coincidence that Lili and the rest happen to be there."
"Does that mean we get to enjoy it too? Already looking forward to it!"
"Watching a live stream and I get to learn something new; that's great."
It wasn't just Jiang Yan; even the netizens were filled with anticipation for this festival that existed only in rumors.
Just past noon, people started to gather outside Jiang Li's thatched cottage one by one.
Leading them was none other than Aunt Ying.
Jiang Li, startled awake from her nap, was surprised to see these people.
"Aunt Ying? What brings you here?"
Aunt Ying said with a beaming smile, "I've come to take you to the Daton Festival."
"But isn't the evening party supposed to start only at night? Are we going now?"
