"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing much, just that in a few days, the nine clan elders are convening a meeting with the chief chiefs and elders of each branch, as well as the most senior grandmothers and aunties. I think it's too ostentatious!"
*Pfft*
Amo laughed and said, "What are you talking about, my little prince? Next year you will ascend the throne, which will coincide with the Drum Festival, which only comes once every thirteen years. This is the biggest event in a thousand years, and it must be celebrated in a grand manner. This is a Miao custom."
"Anyway, you don't need to worry about this, little prince. I will arrange things with the elders. You just focus on what you're doing."
"Also, as long as I avoid those important points you mentioned, I can go back and then return to Hong Kong."
"Most importantly, Mu Achen, listen to me carefully: you are not allowed to do anything dangerous."
…
Amo gave instructions again and again, but she was still worried about Achen, after all, Achen was too energetic and unruly.
As for Ah Chen, listening to the pleasant voice coming from the other end of the phone, he smiled and said:
"These old fogies seem to value next year's grand event even more than I do."
"What do you think, my little prince!"
Amo teased Achen a few more times before finally saying, "It's getting late, time to go to sleep."
"It's too cold being alone!"
"That--"
"Stop! Tang Amo, you stop right now!"
Ah Chen quickly spoke up to stop her; he didn't want Ah Mo to say those words aloud.
And Amo was also scaring Achen.
So she smiled, thinking that Ah Chen would have things to do tomorrow, and stopped teasing him.
Soon after the call was disconnected--
Ah Chen rested his hands behind his head, gazing at the exquisite carvings on the roof beams, and murmured to himself:
"Next year, '98--"
"It's not as simple as I told Amo."
"The waterway is of utmost importance."
"Moreover---"
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