A shabby shed, a pair of tables and chairs, some light wine, a storyteller in a cloth robe spoke loudly: "When it comes to the Su Family Mansion in Hangzhou, ten years are east of the river and ten years are west of the river. It is said that more than ten years ago, the third young master of the Su family first took charge of the family..."
In front of a stall not far away, a woman wearing a pomegranate dark pattern cheongsam heard the storyteller, slowly turned around and walked towards the shack. There was a layer of moisture in her eyes, and the long jade earrings hit her fair neck, sending a cold touch, and the voice of the storyteller gradually reached her ears clearly.
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