The outing festival is not as crowded as ordinary temple fairs. Looking around, you can see young people dressed up in all kinds of clothes, with all kinds of red and pink flowers in their hair, such as pink peach blossoms, yellow forsythia, and rouge-colored rhododendrons, each one more beautiful than the other.

Even the peddler carrying acacia beans had a bright red cockscomb slanted on his head, making the mountain cherry blossom wreath on Yang Donghu's head look inconspicuous.

Everything in the fields and mountains is free. Even the poorest girl in the family can pick a beautiful flower to enhance her beauty. The girls and boys who came today are all very beautiful, and they are more lovable than flowers.

In the center of the peach forest, there is a two-meter-tall statue of Yue Lao, which is filled with offerings for making wishes. The entire offering platform is no longer able to hold them. The space under the statue of Yue Lao is also filled with candies. People are afraid that Yue Lao will not accept their offerings and they will never have the chance to enjoy a wedding night again.

Yang Donghu and his group entered the peach forest. Like everyone else, they first respectfully presented the sweets they brought to the Moon Goddess, and then dispersed to different places.

There were few trees at the place where kites were flown, making it unsuitable for viewing the scenery. However, Zhao Fangchu was determined to fly the goldfish kite into the sky. There were the most people there, and he was more playful. Zhu Cuilan went to look for families who had the conditions.

Yang Donghu and Zhao Luochuan no longer need to seek marriage, but unlike others who just want to have fun, they go to places with few people.

The peach forest is ten miles long. Even if all the people nearby come, they won’t seem crowded after they disperse. A few years ago, in order to take care of his father, Zhao Luochuan didn’t go to the mountain for most of the year. Without hunting, there would be no income, and the illness and medicine could not wait for anyone. At that time, Zhao Luochuan would do any job that could make money.

The government was recruiting people to pick peaches, and Zhao Luochuan agreed. He fed his father medicine in the morning and rushed to the peach forest before dawn. He did not come back until the evening. He had three meals a day, and Zhu Cuilan helped take care of the lunch.

Zhao He once persuaded him to go up the mountain without worry, saying that Zhao Hai was his brother and he could take care of him. At a time when he was in urgent need of money, the income from picking peaches was just a drop in the bucket and would not be as quick as the money he could earn from going up the mountain.

But Zhao Luochuan disagreed. The doctor said that his father did not have much time left, and if he went into the mountains, nothing could be heard from outside. If he could find someone to pass on the message, it would still be in time to rush back. It was easy to get lost in the mountains, and if he was not an experienced person, he would never dare to go in easily.

Zhao Luochuan was afraid that one day he would not be able to return home, so he stayed at home for a while.

He had been to the peach forest before, and after twists and turns, he led Yang Donghu into a small path. The peach trees had different varieties. The trees near the foot of the mountain were shorter, with curved branches. If you picked any tree and stood on its trunk, you would be instantly lost in the clouds of flowers.

It was a quiet place with few people around. When the wind blew, flower petals suddenly fell all over his shoulders. Zhao Luochuan chose a peach tree with a thick branch, pushed himself up with his arms, and stood steadily on the tree as if he had jumped up with martial arts skills.

His eyes were bright and he leaned over with a smile, extending his hand to Yang Donghu: "Come up, let's go to the flowers."

Yang Donghu didn't know whether he was dazzled by the flowers or the person, but he held Zhao Luochuan's hand tightly and climbed up with his help. When he raised his eyes, he saw a sea of ​​red, as if he had really arrived at a place with only peach blossoms. The spring and bright scenery described in the book suddenly became real.

"It's so beautiful." Yang Donghu exclaimed in admiration. Unlike the feeling of standing under the tree and looking up, he picked the nearest peach blossom and placed it in the palm of his hand to examine it carefully.

Some people looked at the flowers, some looked at the people. Zhao Luochuan had no intention of distracting himself from the beautiful scenery around him. His heart and eyes were filled with Yang Donghu. A peach blossom happened to fall from a branch into Yang Donghu's temples. Zhao Luochuan raised his hand to touch it and chuckled softly, "You are much more beautiful than the flowers."

Yang Donghu didn't believe this, but he was still very impressed. The two of them had lived together for so long that the strangeness and alienation had long since disappeared. He was very bold. The flowers he had just picked were still intact. He smiled and tucked them behind Zhao Luochuan's ear and said, "From what I see, many young men in the crowd have dressed up carefully. How can you find a good marriage partner if you don't even wear a flower?"

"The best marriage in the world is right here. I've brought flowers with me. Would you like to come home with me?"

"How can you be so frivolous and just take someone home?"

When the two of them were playing, they seemed to be the same age as Tianniu, laughing and joking non-stop. There was no one around. Zhao Luochuan leaned over and kissed Yang Donghu's lips, which were as red as peach blossoms. They exchanged each other's breath, and his ears were filled with rapid breathing.

It was broad daylight, and even if no one was around, no one could be more reckless than Meng Wang. When they came down from the peach tree, they both looked as usual, as if nothing had happened, except that Yang Donghu's lips had turned as red as rouge.

Zhao Luochuan's self-control was okay, but when he met Yang Donghu, he didn't care about anything else. After a period of intimacy, Zhao Luochuan's mind was full of sex matters. In order to avoid embarrassing himself, he quickly found a topic to cover up his dirty thoughts.

"My father is good at making wine. Although I didn't inherit his true skills, I know a thing or two. If you want, we can find some winemaking partners and bury the wine under the tree. Maybe we can keep it for our children when they get married."

There are many things to eat in spring, and flowers and plants can be eaten and used as medicine. When Yang Donghu saw the vast expanses of peach blossoms, the first thing he thought of was making a lot of delicious food.

Winemaking was a new thing for Yang Donghu. There was nothing he couldn't do, so he nodded in agreement immediately. However, Zhao Luochuan's words about leaving it until his children got married aroused Yang Donghu's romantic thoughts that he had suppressed with great difficulty.

"What about the children getting married? That's just nonsense."

Don't go too far, holding hands is still okay. Zhao Luochuan took Yang Donghu's hand and walked back together: "What's there to be embarrassed about? We will have children eventually."

Yang Donghu always felt that the matter of having children was too far away from him, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

His silence made Zhao Luochuan misunderstand. It was not easy for boys to conceive. If they were taken good care of, the chances might be better. But when he thought of the hardships Yang Donghu had suffered in his childhood, Zhao Luochuan wanted to slap himself in the face. Yang Donghu was so thin and small at the time, it must have been more difficult for him to conceive than an ordinary boy.

Zhao Luochuan was worried that he might be upset, so he quickly said, "It doesn't matter whether we have children or not. We can just drink by ourselves. When we're old and can't move around easily, we can take a jar of wine and sit in the courtyard to slowly while it away."

No one doesn't look forward to growing old together. Thinking of Zhao Luochuan's appearance as a gray-haired old man, Yang Donghu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sure."

"Okay, the peach blossoms here are not allowed to be touched by the government. I will take you to the mountain tomorrow. The flowers there are also in full bloom."

The two of them walked leisurely while admiring the peach blossoms and chatting casually.