The moonlight was dim, and the surface of the water reflected the orange glow of the flames.
Liang Qu had been underwater for a while, and the kerosene-soaked burlap was about to burn dry, turning into blackened brittle pieces stuck to the reddened logs, crackling loudly.
Chen Jiechang's arms were sore, so he switched hands to hold the torch while his other hand dipped into his pocket and pulled out a handful of peanuts to offer to Li Libo and Aliao.
Li Libo reached out to take them, still able to wipe off the remnants of dirt on the peanut shells.
He cracked one open, rubbed off the skin, and tossed it into his mouth. Rich in oil and pleasantly sweet, it tasted quite good.
"Shouldn't the spring peanuts ripen in a few days? Where did you get these?"
Peanuts are divided into spring and summer varieties, and as a rule, spring peanuts usually don't ripen until mid-August, which was still a good half-month away.
