At the peach blossom grove, there's a hut,
In the hut a fairy dwells;
The fairy plants the peach blossoms,
And for wine the flowers she plucks and sells;
Sober she sits before the blossoms,
Drunk she sleeps beneath the flowers.
...
The tourists were reminded of this classic poem. They were charmed and were waiting for the arrival of the Peach Blossom Fairy. Of course, in their mind, the Peach Blossom Fairy was the Peach Blossom Beauty!
She had to be the Peach Blossom Fairy. How else could she plant so many peach blossom trees?
Xiao Lingyu had no idea how elevated her image was among the visitors. She only focused on her own business.
When Xiao Ling returned to the farming space, Xiao Lingyu felt it immediately. She communicated with him through the mind. "What's wrong?" Xiao Lingyu asked, "Didn't you say that you wanted to take a look outside?"
