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...',A thick gold chain, weighing at least a couple of ounces, exuded an air of social status. In the center of the chain hung a Buddha pendant.,A Casio G-Shock watch face, covered in layers of rust, as if ravaged by countless years...。