The old man rowing the boat at the stern was so absorbed in what he was hearing that he unconsciously followed Yi Shuyuan's finger, of course, he didn't see anything special like a peach tree.,The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。