Jiang Wunian stayed awake till dawn.
...
"So, you're so sleepy because Xiaomiao was telling you ghost stories in the middle of the night?"
Jiang Tanyue was helping in the kitchen and saw Jiang Wunian yawning one after another. She couldn't help but turn her head away, afraid that she might be affected by this contagious yawn.
Jiang Wunian nodded shyly, "Actually, it's because I'm so scared that I kept asking Er Jiejie to tell me stories."
Soon, the guests got up and started packing their belongings together with Shen Nanwei.
There was no need to take away big pieces of furniture; they could just stack them in the yard. Only clothes and quilts needed to be packed.
Lake West Village started bustling earlier than Lu Jingzhi had expected.
It made sense.
Those who went to work in the fields got up before dawn when it was cooler and could work longer.
