La la la!
The Gourd Vine was so lush it spread across the sky like an umbrella canopy.
A light breeze fluttered by, and the thick leaves rustled against each other, making a whispering sound.
A few gourds that were obviously a bit yellowed huddled together, whispering in low, creaking voices.
The burly First Brother, strong as Vajra, leaned against the trellis, his eyes half-closed in a face full of laziness.
"Big Brother!"
"Big Brother!"
"The master is holding a banquet at the Dragon Palace, why aren't you going?"
Seeing First Brother's boredom, the little gourds hanging above couldn't help but ask curiously.
Hearing his brother's question, First Brother couldn't help but purse his lips and say with a look of helplessness, "Don't even mention it!"
"You think I don't want to go?"
"There's a lot of delicious food inside..."
Seeing First Brother's drooling face, the other little gourds couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Then go!"
