Chapter 111: Forget Fishing, Let’s Head Back to the Village The father and son sat in the shade of a tree. Lin Heng leaned against the trunk, chewing on a blade of grass as he gazed at the sky. “It’s so blue.” Lin Heng sighed, taking in the harmonious scene of the blue sky, green trees, clear water, and the sounds of birds and cicadas. Xiong Ba, having eaten his fill that morning, lay beside Lin Heng, belly up, sleeping peacefully. The dead grouse had started to stink, so they cooked it in the…