The wind warms the thunder increases the grass and trees stand up,

The scaler implies hope.

Grain rain falls and all the valleys are happy,

Small and full of mountains and rivers.

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"After a weighing 23, young students will come out to the mountains as soon as they grow up. Don't be in trouble for famous undergraduate schools, as well as the Huaqing Emperor's University." Si Slim said while playing scales from the inside to the outside.

"Students must study hard!" People nearby were coaxing.

Under the big tree at the entrance of the village, the scale man carried the scale and patted a long queue in front of him, winding all the way to the depths of the village and could not see the end of the team.

Some old men in the team took a plastic chair and sat down, and a big palm fan was leisurely slapping the wind.

"Young man, why don't you sit down and rest for a while? It's time!"

While speaking, the old man pulled out another chair from under the seat he was sitting, "Here, take a break."

Looking around, although there are many people in this team, there are no young and middle-aged men and women. Some of them work outside to give their children better conditions, and more people are working hard in the fields.

Now is the time when plants and trees stand upright and grow vigorously. The farmers who work in the fields sweat profusely, and even if they are tired, they do not show any laziness.

"My wife, my wife, whisper, oh, my daughter, has almost finished weighing it, and I'm cooking some lunch, so I'll take a break." The farmer said as he bent over and removed the weeds in the ground.

"good."

"Nah (you) prepare some new things too."

"Okay! Nai (you) is back early, bringing you with Uncle (daughter)."

The farmer continued to do weeding work, and Jiuzhou and Lixia stood in the clouds and watched. Jiuzhou couldn't help feeling sorry for the farmer, so he wanted to take some rain in the Lixia to relieve the heat even in the wind.

"No." Seeing Meng Jiuzhou's purpose, Lixia refused without hesitation.

"Brother Lixia, why?" Meng Jiuzhou asked.

Lixia's expression became a little depressed, she frowned, and still answered Meng Jiuzhou's question, "I had a long time ago, and I had pity for them and sweating profusely."

"I waved the clouds and rained, and the sudden cooling and the shock of thunder made the farmer feel cold."

"That may be hundreds or thousands of years ago. Even a small cold that seems to be happening now can kill people."

"The farmer has been ill for half a year, and it has been repeated over and over again, and in the end it can't even get out of the ground!"

Lixia recalled these things, which was obviously very painful, and she was unwilling to mention them again, "I am sorry for that family. My negligence caused the tragic fate of that family."

"Feel sorry……"

"It's nothing, I can still call three or five clouds to keep the shade for this farmer." As he said, the real summer pulled a few clouds away to cover the scorching sun.

The farmer in the field raised his head, as if his eyes penetrated the clouds and saw Meng Jiuzhou and Lixia who helped him shade them. It seemed that the farmer was thanking the clouds because of the simplicity of the heavenly movement. The farmer looked at the clouds in the sky and nodded with a smile to express his gratitude.

After helping the farmer, Meng Jiuzhou smiled happily, and Lixia no longer immersed in the somewhat depressed emotions just now, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and felt a little proud.

The farmer also returned home soon, and the farmer's wife had just prepared the green plums, cherries and wheat, and was waiting for the farmer to come back to worship his ancestors together.

"Father, I picked it from my neighbor's uncle on the mountain. Will we go back then?" The person who spoke was the farmer's child, although he had a little local accent, spoke standard Mandarin.

"Okay! Send some cherries to you, remember that his family doesn't have them."

Then the family began to worship the ancestors with three new ones. After worshiping the ancestors, they shared their own food, which was considered as the blessing given by their ancestors.

Jiuzhou and Lixia have been watching in the air. Jiuzhou envied the intimacy of the people in the village. Unlike the situation where people in the tall towers in big cities, although they still never meet each other, they don’t even know a name or phone number in the tall towers in big cities.
Chapter completed!