Jiang Ling took out a fifty-tael silver note from her pocket and waved it in front of Xiao Wuzi.
"Little Wu, is this enough for you to sing? If you sing well, I'll give you this ticket!"
Xiao Wuzi's half-closed eyes immediately widened, and he sat up abruptly, staring intently at the silver note in Jiang Ling's hand.
"You? Are you serious?" Xiao Wuzi asked incredulously.
Jiang Ling smiled faintly, "Why would I lie to you about a mere fifty taels! But you can't get those fifty taels without some real skill!"
Xiao Wuzi looked Jiang Ling up and down and felt that although the woman in front of him was dressed simply, she exuded an indescribable aura.
However, Xiao Wuzi quickly showed a disappointed expression. He pouted and muttered, "Forget it, Master already said I'm not cut out for this! Why should I embarrass myself?"
Jiang Ling knew that the child was interested, so she continued to encourage him: "How will you know if it works if you don't try? Show us your special skills!"
Upon hearing the words "special skill," Xiao Wu's expression lit up again. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you...can you turn around? Turn your backs to me? Or close your eyes!"
Jiang Ling found the request strange, but she and Jiang Shan turned around and waited for Xiao Wuzi's performance.
"Oh, her second sister, you're here?"
"Third Grandfather, please slow down!"
"Waaaa! Waaaaa!"
An aged voice, a clear child's voice, and the sound of a baby crying came from behind Jiang Ling to her ears.
Jiang Ling was suddenly shocked upon hearing this.
"This... Little Wu, could it be..."
Before Jiang Ling could finish thinking, the voice that appeared behind her again made her overjoyed.
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