Qingming

Dajing Dynasty, southwest of Qingzhou, Luoxia Village. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the green mountains outside the village red, and also dyed the half basket of herbs on the back of young Lin Mo red. He was thin in stature, and his coarse cloth had turned white from washing, and the legs of his trousers were still stained with mud. He only had a pair of eyes, as bright as the clearest spring in the mountain stream, and showed a composure far beyond that of his peers. "Ah Mo, did you pick green-striped grass today?" The village elder came back with a hoe. When he saw the herb with green-striped leaves in his basket, his eyes showed joy. Green grass is the main material for making the basic body-tempering pill, and the price at the drugstore in the town is not low. An ordinary farmer can exchange half a bag of brown rice for one plant. Lin Mo nodded and said in a clear voice: "Uncle Zhang, you're lucky, I found two of them on the mountain slope." As soon as he finished speaking, some laughter came from behind. Three young men in brocade clothes walked up, surrounded by a fat boy with an arrogant look. He was Wang Hu, the youngest son of the landlord Wang of the neighboring village. "Hey, isn't this the poor boy from the Lin family who has no parents? He picked green grass and wanted to exchange it for food? If you know the truth, hand it over, and I will reward you with two copper coins!" Wang Hu put his hands on his hips with contemptuous eyes. Luoxia This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.