Peach and plum bloss

Liu Zhanggui's eyes followed the cart piled high with sacks of grain, watching Yang Ge stride away. He sighed inwardly, muttering to himself: 'The wages I paid this kid a few days ago must all be spent here...',The old man untied the last layer of fabric, revealing two objects wrapped in the center.,A mud king's watch, it can't even point the way home.。