Luan Qingshan sat on the roots of the tree, looking at a ray of setting sun in the west. The sun was very red, sprinkling golden light, and the world was inlaid with gold edges. The moon had risen, hanging in the sky, and was about to be cold in the golden sky.

Ah Huang lay beside Luan Qingshan, shook his head and tail constantly, looking at a bird in the reeds. The river water was dyed red by the sunset, and the breeze blew on the river surface, causing golden ripples.

After patting Ah Huang's head, Luan Qingshan stood up and said, "It's too late, it's time for us to go back."

With one leg rotten, Luan Qingshan reached the riverside and lifted the net down in front. There were only a few small fish and many river shrimps. The river shrimps were all very small and jumped around the net.

Ah Huang looked at the river shrimp and was excitedly wandering around Luan Qingshan, not knowing what he was happy about.

After collecting the shrimps, Luan Qingshan walked slowly back to the village with a few nets. He met Cao Erlang, carrying a willow basket, full of taro, rolled up his legs, and carried a big black fish in his other hand.

Luan Qingshan said: "Thank you for your hard work, why do you carry a fish in your hand?"

Cao Erlang said: "Today I went to the field to harvest rice, and I caught this fish in the ditch next to it. A small ditch next to the field, I don't expect it to grow so big! Your body is not so good yet, so I will take it back and let the sister-in-law of the Li family make it for you."

Luan Qingshan waved his hand: "My second brother is kind. Today I went to the river to catch some shrimps, which are also delicious."

Cao Erlang said again: "The taro I grow is ready to eat, so you can bring some more."

Luan Qingshan was so kind that he couldn't help but take a few taro from the willow basket, put it in the net, and carry it back together.

When he got home, Li Tong was packing up the net equipment in the yard. When he saw Luan Qingshan coming back, he hurriedly said, "Are you better? Judging from your walking, your legs are still a little inappropriate. Yesterday I heard someone tell you a bone-pumping prescription, and I will grab some medicine for you to take when I am free."

Luan Qingshan said, "Thank you brother. No need. My leg hurts my muscles and bones in the river. I can only do this for the rest of my life. By the way, I caught a lot of shrimps today, and let my sister-in-law cook it later. Let's drink two glasses of wine."

Li Tongdao: "Okay, OK. Look at it's cold, I'm going to brew new wine this year. It's time to drink the aged wine earlier."

Luan Qingshan nodded and said nothing. He entered the house with shrimps and handed it over to Li Tong's house. He returned to the yard, sat down on the chair, looked at the setting sun in the sky, and was thinking about his thoughts.

Ah Huang entered the yard and ran to Li Tong. He sniffed here and there, and he sniffed here and there, and he was extremely happy.

Soon after, the shrimps were cooked and a few taros were cooked. Li Tonghun's family cooked a pot of fish in the pot and brought it up. Luan Qingshan and Li Tong sat on both sides of the table, with the sunset filled with wine.

After raising my head and drinking, Luan Qingshan said, "Brother Meng saved me and was injured in your house these days. I have been much better. I will never forget the kindness of my brother and sister-in-law again! Now I can walk the way and can't live here forever."

Li Tong hurriedly said, "Although many things are inconvenient in our remote village, it is better to be purified. If you are willing, just live here. When your body is so brisk, you will think about other things."

Luan Qingshan said: "Brother, I appreciate it. But I have something to do, so I can't delay it all the time. When I'm free, I will come to visit my brother and sister-in-law again. By the way, I wonder if there is anything wrong with Beiwu Town upstream these days?"

Li Tong thought for a while and said, "Nothing is surprising. A few days ago, because the Jin army forced the camp prostitutes, there was some trouble. After that, nothing happened. - By the way, there were suddenly many foreigners these days, and there were many conflicts with Dong Ping."

Luan Qingshan said: "Dong Ping is a tyrant of Wuyang County, who dares to have a conflict with them?"

Li Tong shook his head: "We are far away, but we occasionally hear people. Who knows what exactly is?"

After saying that, he raised his bowl and said, "Let's drink! Now at this time, the world is not peaceful, and the grass market nearby is extremely depressed, and there are no one selling wine. Fortunately, I have the skills to make wine, so I can't make a mistake."

There was a ban on wine in the Song Dynasty, but in rural areas, it was generally not allowed to be taken care of. Many of the small rural shops were brewed by themselves and paid a few cents of tax. The people brewed their own wine by themselves, and they also ignored them except in the four capitals. Most of the people in the country made wine by themselves, and the cost was not high, but the quality was poor. Lu You wrote a poem: Don’t laugh at the muddy wine of farmers. It is said that the wine brewed by farmers themselves was poor and relatively muted.

There are only three families in this small fishing village. The main business is fishing and there is a lot of land around it. Each family has cultivated land and planted crops such as rice, wheat, soybeans, etc., so that they can eat them themselves. Li Tong's family brews a lot of wine every year, and uses the grain they grow at home, which doesn't cost much money.

Luan Qingshan nodded and drank silently.

This time, Feng Hui sent him to Beiwu Town, and the mission failed. He saved a few secret prostitutes and had a falling out with Dong Ping, which was unexplainable to Feng Hui. Moreover, he had corrupted one leg, which was not as useful as before. After returning, Luan Qingshan was puzzled about how Feng Hui treated him.

Logically speaking, Luan Qingshan doesn’t go back to Feng Hui in this way. The world is so big that it is not a place to live? However, Luan Qingshan is not such a person. He has to go back to work with a beginning and an end.

Considering the days, Feng Hui should lead a large group of troops to Beiwu Town, and Huo Gang Dong Ping. At this time, Luan Qingshan could not live anymore. No matter how Feng Hui looked at him, he had to go back immediately.

Salt tax was an important income of the Song Dynasty. For the people of the countryside, salt tax was too expensive. No matter how good the Li Tonghun family's skills were, the vegetables would lose their taste without salt. Luan Qingshan drank wine and ate tasteless dishes, and was full of worries.

Li Tong didn't want so much. In his world, everything is very simple. As long as the government does not collect taxes, as long as the weather is good, it will be a rare good day in the world. In the past two years, there have been many thieves nearby, but fortunately, this small village is remote enough and has not been affected much. In recent days, Wang Xiaoli sent troops to occupy Yancheng. The days have settled down and there is no taxation. It is a good time.

As the sun sinks, the moon gradually becomes brighter. A crescent moon in the sky, accompanied by a bright star, so clear that it makes people want to hold a puff of water in the sky, so that the sweetness moistens the throat.

Li Tong didn't drink much, and finally got enough wine and fed. He said to Luan Qingshan: "I drank enough and felt a little dizzy. Drink slowly, I'll go back to rest. If there is anything, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, he stood up and walked staggeringly into the house.

Luan Qingshan responded, looked at Li Tong's back, and watched him walk back to the house step by step.
Chapter completed!