Once the lunar twelfth month arrived, the normally leisurely days seemed to have hit an acceleration button, passing faster with each day until, in the blink of an eye, two days slipped by.
It was the evening of the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Appetizing aromas drifted over the single-story houses by the River Dam, drawing Teacher Qian, Butcher Zhang, and Grandpa Tang—who were chatting by the entrance—to glance over at the household at the very western end of the row.
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