Adele wielded her pickaxe, trying to finish today's work before dark. The owner asked her to clear the land of stones that hindered planting before the land reclamation day. The world is full of such stones, waiting quietly to be broken by harder stones. She raised her head and saw An Qi riding a horse with her back facing the dusk. Her face was blocked in the dim sunlight, and her expression was unpredictable. Adele straightened up and stood sluggishly for a while, waved to her hesitantly, but was afraid that she would really come. Angel just sat on the horse, motionless. After a while, God knows how long, she turned her horse around and started on the road to the Duttons' house. Adele looked at her blankly, knowing that she would not look back. Adele had no idea that was the last time she would see Angel.
Because a rock will always hit a harder rock.
Purpose: Reject feudal exploitation and move towards a better future