The two sat quietly by the river, admiring the scenery, sharing their feelings with each other, a rare experience of both familial and friendship bonds.
Time flew by, neither Zhang Liang nor Zhen Lanlan spoke, and after a long while, Zhang Liang paused slightly, then he softly raised his eyes to look at Zhen Lanlan.
"Let's go, I'll take you to another place," he said.
Zhang Liang stood up, too preoccupied to feel bother or tiredness, he kept repeating himself, kept on introducing, ceaselessly leading Zhen Lanlan from one place to another.
As the village head of Peach Blossom Village, he had invested so much time and energy. In the beginning, Zhang Liang's thoughts were not much different from Zhen Lanlan's; he felt there was nothing special about the place, just a bunch of farmers, nothing to be proud of.
But as Zhang Liang spent more and more time there, got to know one person after another, and accomplished one thing after another, his views gradually changed.
