Xijiao Hutong

This year's summer seems to be much hotter than usual. There has been no raindrop for more than three months in a row. In an alley in the western suburbs, the cry of a newborn baby falling to the ground broke the surrounding tranquility. Many farmers were frowning in the dry rice fields. Is this a coincidence? With this cry, heavy rain fell in the clear sky, which undoubtedly made the villagers particularly happy. At that time, his family was considered a big family in these ten miles and eight villages, and their daily lives were pretty good. Even though they had no harvest for the whole year, they were still able to cope with it. Compared with other people's barns, they still seemed very wealthy. His family had people who lived and drank every year, especially this year. There is a severe drought, and everyone is afraid of losing their income. If they can save themselves one meal, they will eat for an extra day. Today was no exception, and all the three aunts and six mothers-in-law were here. Everyone knew that his family was about to have more people, so everyone came to join in the fun and have a meal. These three aunts... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.