The Wind Blows and the Summer Night Is Hard to Calm Down

Li Qiuyue is thirty years old and has been widowed for four years. She is a "living widow" praised by everyone in Liuhe Village - she lives like a man, takes care of everything in the field and at home, and never causes trouble to anyone. But only she knew how she used cold water to extinguish the evil fire in her body every night when she was awakened by the movements of the old Zhao couple next door. She thought she would be like this for the rest of her life, like the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, standing like a living archway. Until a city man came to the village to teach the villagers how to do e-commerce. He was gentle, decent, and spoke like a spring breeze blowing on his face. He didn't notice her, but she began to notice herself - that washed white floral shirt was really not worthy of a new thought: Why did the voice on the other side of the wall belong to someone else, while her nights were filled with only loneliness and cold water?