The border of Yangguo, a small village with a population of barely 100, is far away from the harassment of the border war because of its remote location. Because of the local specialty Banan wine, it is named Banan Village, and few outsiders come.

In the creek at the head of the village, a young man walked along the side of the stream with a basket on his back, bending down from time to time to grope for every crack in the stone. After moving away from a large rock, a fat crab appeared in the boy's sight, and the boy held his breath for fear of making a noise and scaring away the prey. Suddenly, the boy stabbed and grabbed the crab. He smiled and threw the crab into the back basket, listening to the sound of the crabs crawling and rubbing in the back basket, and laughed, "Today's harvest is really a lot, so many crabs are enough to eat two meals, the old drunkard will definitely be happy, hum!"

It's summer, and the sun is scorching. The boy walked barefoot on the rocks by the stream, the air on the ground distorted by the heat, and the boy was already sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Walking and walking, the boy really couldn't stand the heat, he suddenly looked at the stream with a wicked smile, put down the back basket, and quickly took off his clothes, the boy jumped into the stream, instantly felt a coolness, and couldn't help but feel comfortable and excited. A scolding suddenly came from the distance: "Stinky boy, you are taking a bath in Banan Creek again, get out of here for me, I must smash your ass today!" A middle-aged man with a hoe ran towards the boy viciously. The young man was stiffened by a carp, and hurriedly put on his clothes and ran to the back mountain, and did not forget to turn his head and make a grimace at the middle-aged man while running, "Slightly, Uncle Mao, why is it so slower today than last time, hahaha, come and catch me." The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Mao by the teenager ran for a while and couldn't run, so he stopped and bent over his hands on his knees, panting, and shouted at the young man's back: "Xu family boy, the monk can't run to the temple if you run, I'll go to your blacksmith father!"

Banan Creek, the water source of Banan wine, named Banan Creek, the stream water is sweet at the entrance, and the Banan wine brewed is very easy to enter, but it is full of stamina. Banan Village has long formed an unwritten rule that no one can pollute and destroy the water quality of Banan Creek. Usually, people in the village would rather go farther away to a small lake at the foot of the back mountain to wash clothes and vegetables, and no matter how wild the children are, they are often nagged by the adults at home that they can't play in the water in Banan Creek. But the Xu family kid is different, he doesn't know how many times he has taken a bath in Bananxi. The Uncle Mao in his mouth is the brewer of Banan wine, and he has made wine for three generations. After discovering for the first time that the Xu family kid was bathing in Bananxi, Uncle Mao finally understood why the Banan wine brewed was mixed with a trace of sweat and sourness, so he had to come to Bananxi every day to beware of the little ghost of the Xu family. Although he couldn't catch up with the stinky little ghost every time, and every time he went to his blacksmith father to complain, the blacksmith laughed and promised to teach the stinky boy a lesson, but a few days later, the stinky boy of the Xu family appeared in Bananxi again, and Uncle Mao could only look at it with a desperate face.

In the back mountain, the young man of the Xu family lies in the shade of the tree, his hands on his head and looking at the sky through the gap in the leaves. Looking closely, the young man's face is as carved as his facial features, and his angular face reveals a hint of handsomeness. Broken hair is tied high, a few strands of broken hair slide down the cheeks, fine and playful, and the high bun is very eye-catching, revealing a chic and uninhibited. The eyes under the sword eyebrows are full of energy, as if the eyes are hiding some secrets that they want to share with you. Because of long-term exposure to the sun, the skin is a little darker, but it adds a sense of masculinity. A simple and patched outfit, but it couldn't hide the alien aura of the young man. The boy's favorite thing is to lie in the shade of the back mountain and listen to the various birds in the woods, mixed with the cicadas on the branches between the trees, just like a pleasant picture of "the cicada noise forest is quieter, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded".

For a long time, the sun was setting. The boy walked towards the village with a basket on his back, and whenever he met on the way, the boy would politely call out to his uncle and aunt, and the latter would respond with a smile on his face. Turning to the end of the village, the boy stood outside a dilapidated house, three adobe houses can be said to be the most rudimentary in the whole village, in the middle of the large roof, there is a wooden sign about one meter in diameter, on which is painted a simple hammer, representing the blacksmith. The courtyard was very simple, and the door was only covered by a black cloth. This is the village blacksmith shop and the home of the teenager. The young man's name is Xu Ye, he has lived in Banan Village since he can remember, his father is a blacksmith in the village, his name is Xu Tie, the villagers said that Xu Tie appeared at the entrance of the village with Xu Ye seventeen years ago, holding a sledgehammer, calling himself a blacksmith to the villagers, and settled in Banan Village. Xu Ye can only see the old drunkard in the morning if he is alive, because in Xu Ye's memory, he is awake only when he sees his father in the morning, and the morning is his father's fixed working time of the day, and in addition, his father is all drunk. Xu Ye always called his father an old drunkard.

Lifting the black cloth and walking into the house, the yellowed walls, the simple and dilapidated furniture, the leaky roof, the cobwebs, the dust, and a few furnishings, this is the home where Xu Ye and his father have lived for 17 years. Without thinking that his father was sleeping in the room at this time, Xu Ye put down the basket, walked into the kitchen, cleaned the crabs, and then started a fire to start steaming the crabs. Xu Ye has been in charge of cooking since he was very young, because if he doesn't do this, he will be hungry, and he can't rely on his alcoholic father. After looking at the sky, Xu Ye was about to wake up his father and walked out of the kitchen, Xu Ye shouted: "Father, I caught a lot of crabs today, and the rice is already cooked, get up and eat." As soon as the words fell, Xu Ye's hand that was about to knock on the door stopped. With a creak, the door of the room opened, and a middle-aged man who was eight feet long, nearly fifty years old, walked out of the room, very tall and burly, but his dress was not flattering. The torn robe was worn on the body, and there was not even a patch on it, revealing the bronzed skin underneath, but the originally decent facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, with a sleepy appearance, the hair was messy like a bird's nest, and the beard on his face had not been tidied for I don't know how many days. His eyes were dull and yellow, it was Xu Ye's father, Xu Tie. Xu Ye looked at his father incredulously, shouldn't his father be lying on the bed sleeping soundly on his back with a loud snoring sound according to convention. Xu Ye rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that he was not dazzled, he sniffed the smell again, but there was no smell of alcohol, and Xu Ye's brain was even more confused.

"Stinky boy, what the hell are you or something. Xu Tie looked at Xu Ye and said, his voice full of anger. Xu Ye hurriedly concealed his panic, but his voice was still mixed with surprise: "Old drunkard, phew, father, why haven't you drunk today, the wine at home was only fought yesterday, the crabs are already steamed, and I can almost eat." Xu Tie heard the word crab and spat suddenly, "That thing has a few bites of meat to eat, stinky boy, today is your sixteenth birthday, let's burn two chickens to eat today." Xu Ye touched his head, looked confused, and thought for a long time, he had no concept of celebrating his birthday in his memory, but when he heard the roast chicken, Xu Ye couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and put the shock of his father's abnormal behavior today behind him. Xu Tie laughed out loud at the change in the expression on Xu Ye's face, "Look at you stinky boy so good" and then mysteriously leaned into Xu Ye's ear and said, "Your Uncle Li is back today!" Xu Ye's brain exploded, and an elegant back in white clothes emerged from his mind, exclaiming: "Really? Roast chicken, you must roast chicken, three!" Xu Tie looked at the little guy who jumped up and smiled, "Okay, three, let's go, stinky boy." Xu Ye nodded impatiently and stretched out his hand to Xu Tie. "What are you doing with the stinky boy?" "Pay the money, I will definitely buy three of the fattest chickens and come back!" "Hey, hey, what, you go to Aunt Wu next door to borrow three chickens and come back, Aunt Wu's granddaughter likes you so much." "Stinky old man, you are calculating me again!" "What are you talking about, stinky boy, I'm your father!" The already dilapidated home shook because of the quarrel between the two, and the neighbors heard the sound and knew that the two were making trouble again, so they shook their heads with a smile.

At the entrance of the village, a white coat, a sword at the waist, a calm figure took a steady step, walking slowly.