Greenhouse Land

About This Novel

In late spring, the nights are getting shorter and the days are getting longer, the peach blossoms have faded and the rape blossoms are blooming. The sun sets and the dew rises. The fields and villages are filled with the golden fragrance of rapeseed flowers, making them extremely quiet. A wild cat scurries through the village alley, and a warm and warm plastic atmosphere flows in the village, just like a wild cat creeping in front of and behind the village, between the ridges of courtyards and roofs, in the gaps full of the fragrance of rapeseed flowers, and in the shadows of a few scattered lights. The shadows of the lamps are sweet, and the lamps are extinguished one by one, and the shadows of the lamps are getting thinner and thinner. Only the lamp in the village head's house stays on until late at night. A table of mahjong is gathered at the village director's house. This is a kind of thoughtful way for the village director to gather the villagers. Without the mahjong machine, the villagers' group would not be able to spread the news even if it held a meeting related to the new countryside.

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