The Good-For-Nothing Young Man Traveled to Ancient Times

It is midsummer, and in a land with temperate monsoons, the summer is filled with a strange heat. It is so hot that the leaves are wilting and the cicadas are too lazy to chirp. As Su Yang walked step by step towards the rugged field path, he slowly thought that when he was a child, the hottest time here was only 31 or 2 degrees, but now high temperatures of nearly 40 degrees have become commonplace. But the hottest season has not yet arrived, and I don't know how hot it will be until the dog days arrive. After thinking about it, he got off the train, changed to a bus, and rode the old uncle's tailwind to the entrance of the village. Finally, he vaguely saw the familiar outline of the village. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.