Miss Gourd's eyes were large and bright, like the loveliest amber, filled with an alluring clarity.
She looked the little red booklet over again and again, then said playfully, "Mr. Zhang, I'd like to know what flavor the candy in your mouth is."
"Lychee. I just checked."
"All the candy they gave us is lychee-flavored. There's no difference."
Suddenly, Old Zhang understood what she was thinking.
He declared righteously, "In broad daylight, under the clear blue sky, your head is actually full of dirty thoughts! Morals are declining, and people just aren't what they used to be!"
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Would you like to know what flavor the candy in my mouth is?"
Zhang Ming could not refuse a girl shaped entirely according to his wishes. He could only take her to a deserted corner and exchange their candies.
"When we travel to the Demon God's Sea, you'd better turn back into a gourd." Zhang Ming did everything he could to quell the primal force within him. "Otherwise, we'll be living in utter debauchery. We won't get anything else done-we'll spend every day in the tree hollow."
"Really? Shall we exchange our candies back?" she said, her eyes twinkling.
Zhang Yueyue was waiting outside. Seeing the two of them looking like a pair of youngsters deeply in love, she could not help feeling a little envious.
Zhang Yueyue smiled. "My great and mighty distant ancestor actually went and got a marriage certificate... What about the wedding banquet? Do you need to hold one?"
"We'll skip the banquet. It'd be embarrassing at our age..."
"Next, we're off on our honeymoon."
Zhang Ming cleared his throat. "Take her shopping for clothes. I'll go gather our traveling companions."
"We leave in one week, on the dot!"