Xia Sijia
by Cao Duoyong
About This Novel
Xia Tainai is sick. She doesn't rush early or late. It's a busy day when the wheat is falling. When Tianjin enters the end of the fourth lunar month, it becomes hotter every day. Three hot southeasterly winds blew over, and the wheat on the ground became ripe as soon as it "cracked". The wheat stalks faded green and turned yellow from top to bottom, becoming translucent and the originally dense wheat suddenly appeared sparse. The ears of wheat bloomed, bright red like ears of fire, precipitated, and solidified motionless in the wind. At night, when the villagers were sleeping on their beds, the aroma of ripe wheat rushed towards them through broken windows and doors, shaking them in waves, making the villagers sleep uneasy. Working in the field, grinding sickles, repairing plows and harrows... These farm work that had been piled up for half a year suddenly grew a big mouth, shouting "Ouch, Ouch", urging the villagers to work day and night. Nothing can be done carelessly. It can't be pulled down either.
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