The Trials of Leon Chen in the Mystic Valley Chapter 411

The stone bridge is covered with moss, and the boat rides on the flowing water and slowly passes under the bridge.

The boat girl wore a bamboo hat on her head, rolled up her sleeves, and her clear laughter echoed in the mist-filled Jiangnan town.

The low houses, the blackened archways, the sparse population, and the rudimentary clothes of children running around all prove that this is not a wealthy place.

The river is shallow and narrow, and a large boat cannot fit in. The bottom of the boat is as shallow as a small saucer, and of course it cannot carry much. There are only piles of lotus roots piled on the bow of the boat. The boat girl’s calves are covered with mud, and the boat’s pole is light. As soon as it was propped up, the boat skirted the dilapidated washstones and passed among the women carrying wooden barrels.

The town is surrounded by water on three sides, and deep reeds cover the entire river.