Because of the Spring River Poetry Meeting, the Liuzhi Alley in front of Wu Zheng's gate was actually a lot more lively than before. This made Seinfeld, who had wanted to set up a car in the past, had to give up this idea.
Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "It's okay. Let's walk, it's not far from our house anyway."
So Wu Zheng led Song Feier, aunt and Xianger led Xiaoying and Xiaolan, and grandma stayed at home and watched the crowd because she was old and didn't want to join in the fun.
The six people walked east along the river embankment. The deserted river embankment is now crowded with people, some dragging their families with their mouths, some walking in groups of three to five, and some driving a carriage and chanting chants to clear the way. .
But no matter what, these people are full of expectations for this good show of Chunjiang Poems in their eyes. Even the cold wind of the river in March will not be cold to their enthusiasm for this poem meeting.
Seinfeld, who did not drive by, watched others driving by her side in a carriage. She felt a little regretful in her heart. She couldn't help but look at Wu Zheng, because in her opinion, she was in After hesitating for a while, he will definitely change his mind.
Wu Zheng just smiled at this, led her around a bay, and the peach forest that could not be seen at the end appeared like a pink cloud covering the sky from nine heavens and covering the sun. Right now.
What is the sea of flowers, this is it, this is still watching from a long distance to tears of Seinfeld's eyes next to her. It's not that she has never seen peach blossoms, but has never seen so many such magnificent seas of flowers.
Now she no longer envied those who came by car, because those carriages were all blocked here. To those on the carriage, Taolin was right in front of them, but sitting in the car was like a long distance.
Song Feier smiled slightly and took Wu Zheng's hand and walked through the gap in the carriage, followed by the aunt and Xianger, and two little girls who were chanting and waiting for the poem meeting.
Under the temptation of these two girls, how can the traditionally delicious Xianger resist the delicacy? Had it not been for the presence of an aunt, this girl might have rushed into Taolin with the two little girls long ago.
The poetry fair is a gathering of scholars and scholars, but it is also a temple fair in the eyes of the people.
Of course, there is no temple in this peach forest, and even the Master Mu, whom the literati admires, is not here, but it is lively! For Chinese people who have always liked to join in the fun, no matter what time and space it is, as long as it is fun, it can become a temple fair.
As soon as I walked into the peach forest, the vendors, large and small, have already spread out in the peach forest. At first glance, they seem to have no order and disorder, but when they walk in, they will find that they have their own context. Like a big net, the entire Taolin shop is full, but it is not out of order.
how to say! When he walked here, Wu Zheng felt that he had come to a maze. During his walk, he was like walking the Jiuqu Yellow River Lantern. Wu Zheng, who just came here, was also taken aback. This Spring River Poetry Fair was not so lively in the past. !
Although there are some people who sell snacks and groceries here, as well as jugglers and some grass-runners, they are also extended along the road in the forest to the venue. Where are there so many people like today
Could it be true because of Old Man Xia's celebrity effect? Not only attracted the talents of the entire Jiannan and Jiangnan Dao at once, but also wiped out the merchants of the two Dao Dao in one go
However, looking at this posture, I am afraid that there will be many talents this time. Don't mention the blockbuster at the poem fair. Maybe when the poem fair is over, people will still be in the market.
Xiang'er and the two little girls went to find delicious food as soon as they came in. Seeing the three of them holding a candied haws, thinking of the sweet and sour taste, Wu Zheng couldn't help but wipe his mouth. I was drooling, and then I remembered that I haven't eaten my breakfast today!
Seeing the fried Zhengxiang on a fried hemp round stall on the side of the road, I wanted to walk over and buy two to taste it, but Seinfeld was dragged to a stall selling hairpin flowers to look at the hairpin flowers.
Wu Zheng was really not interested. When she turned around, Xiang'er and Xiaoying Xiaolan, the three girls, were already holding a bag of roasted tofu in their hands and eating Hassels. As a result, the Tofu hadn’t finished eating and they were sold sugar on the side of the road. Attracted by people's stalls.
Wu Zheng touched his stomach and couldn't help feeling, what a good age! You can eat whatever you want. If you eat too much, there are also Xiaoshi tablets, so you don’t have to worry about accumulating food.
Seinfeld picked a few hairpins... (End of this chapter)