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The spring is beautiful, the gentle breeze is refreshing, it is indeed a wonderful scenery in the Jiangnan region.
Three or five boatmen are rowing their flat boats, carrying visitors to cruise on the tranquil and clear streams, enjoying the newly sprouted willow buds, the singing of the orioles, and the dappled light and shadow. The scenery on both banks is also interesting: there are young girls selling lotus roots, who accidentally drop a section of the root into the water, looking regretful, and then rolling up their trouser legs to wade into the water to retrieve the lotus root, revealing their fair and clean legs, which are just as attractive as the lotus root. Mischievous children occasionally throw a few stones to create ripples on the water, finding it very amusing. There are literati and poets who indulge in writing and reciting poetry, free and unrestrained.
"Thriving in all four seasons, with the lively spirit of spring, you might as well call it the Spring Festival," he said softly as he pounded the medicine. I sat on the wooden chair, feeling extremely tired, nodding my head and swaying from side to side, almost falling to the ground. When I did fall, it wasn't a big deal that I landed on my bottom, but what was crucial was that I had crushed the flowers and plants he had just picked this morning. "Spring Festival? How did you fall?" He stopped his work, feeling his way towards me, his face showing genuine concern, as if he had really seen something.
Feeling a bit guilty, I quickly stood up and let him brush off the dust. Looking at his face, which was as gentle as jade but now tinged with a hint of nervousness, I couldn't help but ask, "Where did you pick those flowers and plants?" He paused, clearly not expecting such a nonsensical question. But he patiently replied as usual, "I grew them myself," and hesitantly explained, "They are not just flowers and plants, they are medicinal herbs that can heal and cure people."
It seems like I've caused trouble. I thought about it and decided not to tell him that I accidentally sat on and damaged his precious medicinal herbs. "Can I buy them?" I asked again. "Yes, but for the Spring Festival, you have to tell me what you need first, and if I have them, I'll give them to you," he smiled and started to concentrate on making the medicine. "Will you give me all the The beauty I want?" I teased, looking at the cat next to me, which held the same status as me. He looked up again and glanced at me, "Not necessarily," he said, "if I don't have them, I can help you find them at another pharmacy." Even though I knew his vision was impaired now, I was still moved by his clear and bright eyes. I couldn't quite hear what he was saying.
Well, if you won't give them to me, I'll just go buy them. After all, money is piling up and taking up space.
"I want this, this, and this," I said expressionlessly as I walked to the Qianjin Fang, pointing at several gilded cabinets with precious medicinal herbs. "This customer," the boss must have been sizing me up. He had a fat head and big ears like a pig's head, with small eyes squinted into slits. He was not handsome at all, and shamelessly kept scanning me back and forth, making me uncomfortable.
"You probably can't afford these medicinal herbs," the pig-headed man said after a while. Ha, I can't afford them? Do you know how much money I have? Ignorant little man. So I grandly threw out a string of copper coins and looked at him with a very contemptuous look. "Pfft, little girl causing trouble? Get out," he dared to look at me with an even more contemptuous look?! Very well, see you tomorrow.
On the way back, I also noticed a very interesting place, with a pretty name, called the Red House...Yi Hong House. There were several beautiful young ladies standing at the entrance, wearing gorgeous gauze skirts, which looked very attractive. Many young gentlemen and wealthy businessmen were entering, making it look lively and bustling.
At the The beauty pharmacy, a strong medicinal smell permeated the air, not particularly pleasant, but somehow comforting.
"Spring Festival? Come over and have a meal." He waved at me, and surprisingly, he didn't get the direction wrong. " The beauty, can you see now?" I snatched a piece of fish from the cat and asked casually. "Yes, much better. Probably another month." His eyes lit up with joy, making him even more handsome and charming. The annoying cat jumped into his arms before I could. "By then, I'll be able to see you." He gently stroked the cat's fur and playfully scratched it.
"Don't you want to see me?" I felt a bit inexplicably annoyed, probably because of the cat's arrogance. "Ah," he paused. I was about to get angry and take the cat's fish, causing it to meow, but The beauty calmly said, "When I found you, you were very beautiful, so Spring Festival is definitely a The beauty."
I put the fish back piece by piece, feeling that he has a keen eye.
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