Master and Hero

The fifth day of May is the Duanyang Festival.

The hero and the leader packed up early in the morning, prepared the carriage and went out.

"Be careful where you step." The hero carefully held the leader's hand and got into the car. After the leader sat down firmly, he told the driver: "Let's go."

As a result, as soon as the curtain was put down, his hand touched the leader's stomach: "Today, the fathers will not take my brother, but I will take you out for a walk. Be good, stay in peace and don't make trouble!"

"What can he understand?" Although the leader said he was disgusted, he didn't pat the warm and generous palm on his belly.

"Hey." The hero quickly leaned over and kissed the leader on the cheek, and said softly, "I'm afraid that he will be dishonest and make you suffer."

The leader turned his head and said coldly: "Smart words."

The hero stared at the blood-red ears of the person beside him, but smiled and said nothing.

The coachman was very measured, and the carriage was not in a hurry, and the people sitting in the carriage did not feel the jolt at all.

There was an endless stream of shouts from street vendors, some selling sugar figurines and candied haws, some selling masks, some selling kites...

Suddenly the leader lifted the curtain and said to the driver, "Stop."

After the coachman got the order, he yelled "Woo~", and the horse stopped.

The leader did not get out of the carriage, but only opened the curtain and handed a tael of silver to the peddler outside: "I want that green horned sachet."

"Okay!" The peddler casually handed over the sachet and the remaining money to the leader.

"Take it." The leader put the sachet in the hero's hand, pretended to be calm, put the broken silver into the purse, and ordered the driver to continue on his way.

The hero didn't expose him, and looked down with a smile——

Hey, what an exquisite sachet, what a pair of loving mandarin ducks.

The hero grinned even wider.

"Thank you, lady~" The hero put the sachet away in a baby-like manner.

"You are a lady!"

"Girls will send sweetheart sachets to their sweethearts during the Duanyang Festival. Unfortunately, I just received one below. Whoever gives it will be my wife."

"Humph."

Not long after, the carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, Xiaoer took the hero and the leader to the private room on the second floor.

After the two finished ordering, Xiao Er went out. The leader looked out of the window, and there were many people around the lake. It turned out that the dragon boat race had already started.

There are nearly 30 people on each long and narrow dragon boat, one person beats the drum to direct, and the rest paddle forward according to the rhythm of the drum.

The people on the shore cheered for the different dragon boats, and some girls even sang songs to add to the fun, intertwined with the thunderous drums.

The food and wine were served, and the leader ate while watching the dragon boat race not far away. The hero introduced something to him from time to time.

This was a life he had never experienced in the mountains before.

At this time, the hero peeled a zongzi and handed it to the leader, who shook his head to express that he didn't want to eat it.

The hero coaxed: "What if you don't eat zongzi for the Duanyang Festival? You eat half and give me the rest."

The leader had no choice but to take it, and found candied fruit, red beans and chestnuts wrapped in the white soft glutinous rice, so he took a bite out of the Ruo leaf.

"How about it, isn't it unpalatable?"

The priest nodded.

"Well~ After that, we will come here to eat zongzi every year during the Dragon Boat Festival. Do you think it's good?"

The leader nodded, thought for a while and said, "Okay."

The hero just sat across from him and smiled at him.

As long as I'm with you, I can go anywhere.