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Wu You's residence is not in one of the luxurious villa areas in the village.

But it is deep in the valley, behind the magnificent Wu Clan Ancestral Hall.

It is a separate, classical garden-style architectural complex.

Flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted rafters.

There are pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.

The entire complex is built against the mountain, blending perfectly with the surrounding natural environment.

This place is called the "ancestral home" by the people of Wujia Village.

It is a place where only the head of the family in each generation is qualified to live.

Wu Jingzhi helped Wu You through a long corridor and across an exquisite arched bridge, finally arriving at a three-story pavilion called "Jingxin Pavilion".

This is where Wu Youping usually lives and handles his affairs.

Wu You didn't arrange for too many people to serve him here. He wasn't precious; he was just a passerby among the masses.

Aside from his daily necessities, his place is actually quite deserted and lonely.

Wu Jingzhi escorted Wu You all the way to the bedroom door on the second floor before stopping.

"Young Master, please get some rest," he said respectfully. "You don't need to worry about things outside anymore. With Jingzhi here, nothing will go wrong."

Wu You turned around and looked at the old man whose face was full of worry and concern. A warmth similar to "family affection" welled up in his heart, which he himself had not even realized.

He gets tired too, and he needs care too.

"Respect him," he said slowly.

"Respect is present."

"You're not young anymore." Wu You's gaze fell on Wu Jingzhi's already gray hair. "You don't need to do everything yourself."

"You can delegate more village affairs and let the people below handle them."

"What you need to do is help me see the big picture."

"And..." Wu You paused, "Jingzhi...take good care of your health."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jingzhi's body jolted violently.

A warm mist instantly welled up in his aged eyes.

He has been by the young master's side for so many years.

The young master always respected him greatly, but he also always maintained a distance between them, like that between a ruler and his subject.

This is the first time I've shown such direct concern for his health.

"Jingzhi... Jingzhi..." Wu Jingzhi was so excited that he was somewhat incoherent. "Thank you for your concern, young master! Jingzhi... Jingzhi, this old man, is still as hale and hearty as ever! I can still serve you and Wu Family Village for decades to come!"

Wu You looked at him, who was so excited that he was about to cry, and gently shook her head.

He didn't say anything more.

But then I took one last deep look at the brightly lit ancestral hall square in the distance.

Then he turned around, pushed open the bedroom door, and went inside.

The door behind him slowly closed.

It shuts out all the noise and disturbances from the outside world.

Wu Jingzhi stood quietly at the door for a long time.

Wu You was very tired and fell asleep quickly.

Wu Jingzhi already knew Wu You's living habits, so he waited until Wu You fell asleep.

He finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

A genuine, contented smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

He knew that although the young master seemed cold, he was actually warmer than anyone else at heart.

He held the entire Wu Family Village in his heart.

She also kept this old man, whom she had watched grow up, in her heart.

When the head of the family is like this, why ask for anything else.

Wu Jingzhi straightened his slightly hunched back.

He felt that his whole body was full of inexhaustible energy.

He turned around and strode out of the attic.

The young master has already entrusted the task to him.

He absolutely cannot let the young master down!

He wanted to personally oversee the upcoming New Year's Eve bonfire party.

He wanted to ensure that every detail was done perfectly.

He wanted the young master to feel, even in his sleep, the most perfect execution from him and from the entire Wu family village!

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Time passed, second by second.

It's getting closer and closer to 8 PM.

The grand banquet for a thousand people in the ancestral hall square of Wujia Village was drawing to a close.

After the villagers had eaten and drunk their fill, they did not disperse immediately.

They spontaneously began helping the staff tidy up the tables and chairs.

Men, women, the elderly, children...

Everyone got involved.

They carefully carried the huge round tables and armchairs made of Phoebe zhennan wood to the edge of the square and arranged them neatly.

Then a dedicated cleaning team, driving small cleaning vehicles, cleaned the entire square until it was spotless.

In less than an hour.

That banquet square, which was just a moment ago filled with the warmth and life of everyday life.

It was restored to its solemn and majestic altar appearance.

And right in the center of the square.

A huge bonfire platform, more than ten meters in diameter, built of massive, fire-resistant bluestone, has been completed.

Around the campfire, a huge pile of firewood, as big as a small mountain, was stacked up with dry, pine-scented firewood.

We're just waiting for the right time.

Then it will ignite, that blazing flame called reunion.

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