Going to the entrance of Yicang Village, the ducks in front of the green pond are screaming. I dont know whose dog is standing at the door of the yard and looking at us. Its not called, as if I have already known you. A group of ducklings are free to play under the leadership of the mother of the duck. Suddenly moved by such a quiet atmosphere, choose one side of the world, organize yourself, isnt it just here? The village has now developed into a tourist attraction, but free of charge and all fees.