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...',At this moment, several cargo ships are sailing upstream on the Bian River. The shouts of the boatmen pulling the boats along the riverbanks are loud and magnificent, attracting many passersby to stop and watch.,Looking at the two objects, Yang Ge was stunned for a second. He came to his senses and hurriedly took the cloth bag, pressing it tightly against his chest, tears welling up in his eyes.。