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... lly festive. Although it wasn’t decorated with lanterns and banners everywhere, it was still extremely celebratory.
The ancestral hall and village paths were scrubbed clean by men of Lin Mengxing’s generation.
Lin Mengxing, dressed in a scarlet ceremonial robe, wearing a floral cap, had a grin that seemed cheap hanging on his face, and spent the whole day being directed around by the aunt who handled ceremonies in the clan.
Lunch wasn’t eaten as usual, and when noon arriv ...
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