Qianqian felt even more embarrassed when she saw how kind he was. She apologized several times and then became familiar with the fisherman.
It turned out that this fisherman was the son of Old Chen who had just said he had caught the jade fish. His name was Chen Dong. After Qianqian got to know him, she began to call him "Brother Chen" and felt that he was particularly kind and amiable.
When Chen Dong heard that Qianqian and the others were coming to Wenqing Island for the first time, he couldn't help but smile and said, "My family has opened an inn on the island. If you don't mind, you can stay at my house. Just call me Brother Chen, and I won't charge you for the accommodation."
Qianqian felt that she was very lucky. She smiled and left with Old Chen. Before leaving, she turned around and asked Xiaochi if she wanted to go with them.
Heilong didn't wait for Xiaochi to speak and directly refused coldly.
Qianqian was unwilling to give in. She looked back at Xiaochi several times before leaving in disappointment.
Heilong's face became even gloomier, and he didn't even want to enter the island. It was only when Xiaochi turned around and pulled him that he was willing to move forward.
Xi Yue and others did not notice the interaction between the two, but were attracted by the strange and magnificent scenery on the island.
Those rumors were not wrong, Wenqing Island was indeed very beautiful.
There are flowers, green willows, magical herbs and fruits everywhere. The rich fragrance accompanied by pure spiritual power fills every corner of the air. Just one breath makes you feel refreshed.
What is even more pleasing is the atmosphere on the island, where everyone has a smile on their face, children are running around, young and old women are chatting and dealing with elixirs, occasionally wiping the faces of children who run back and feeding them water. The whole scene looks like a loving mother and a filial son, indescribably harmonious and peaceful.
The arrival of the fishermen broke the tranquility. Women and children all ran over, serving tea and water to the fishermen and asking about their well-being.
Logically speaking, this should be a heartwarming scene, but in the eyes of the monks who entered the island, it always seemed a little awkward.
The reason is that these women, whether old or young, can be seen to have been beautiful in the past or present, but the fishermen can only be described as ugly.
But those beautiful women all looked at their husbands with affectionate eyes. Their expressions and actions were extremely gentle and virtuous, without a trace of reluctance or resentment.
Someone in the group of monks couldn't help but sigh: "Isn't this like all the flowers are stuck in cow dung?!"
Xiao Chi watched all these scenes and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sister, it's so strange, why are those fishermen ugly, but their wives are so beautiful?"
Xi Yue said calmly: "Appearance is just an appearance, and it is impossible to remain unchanged forever. When beauty fades and love fades, can it be considered true love? If two people truly love each other, they will not care about these things. It's just that..."
Xi Yue did not continue to say the following words, but frowned slightly.
She looked at the women not far away who were helping their husbands undress and wash, smiling so gently and affectionately, but there was a hint of doubt in her heart.
If an ugly husband and a beautiful woman were an accident, it would be natural. But so many beautiful women being paired with ugly men, this is too unbelievable and goes against common sense.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a shrill and hoarse scream not far away, which instantly destroyed the harmonious atmosphere.
A woman with disheveled hair rushed out of a house not far away, crashed into the crowd, and rushed straight towards Xi Yue and the other monks. (To be continued)