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After about three hours, the performance ended successfully.
In addition to the performers, some of the village's most respected elders and village officials held a banquet.
The location was A-Fu Restaurant, not far from the village theater.
True to its name, the owner had the word "fortune" in his name and had been running this restaurant in the village for decades, unwaveringly.
From his prime to his twilight years.
From two people to two people.
"Pei Zhi, that performance of The Butterfly Lovers just now reminded me of the one you and Yong Wen did back in the day."
The restaurant wasn't large, with only four tables, all of which were now fully occupied.
Such liveliness was rare in the countryside.
Owner Deng Fu came over to propose a toast.
"Old Deng, why are you serving dishes? Where's A-Xiang, that kid?"
Wu Guangjiang asked.
The Lan Family naturally sat at the same table with Zhang, the party secretary, and Ma, the college dean, among other village officials.
