Even in Hamshan Pass, the northernmost point of Great Yue, the summer heat was unbearable in June. 。Heaven, too, was like a child's face, changing at will. 。It was still sunny and bright in the morning, but by afternoon the clouds started to gather, indicating that rain was coming. 。In Linjia Village, each daughter-in-law, seeing the unfavorable weather, dropped their kitchen knives or brooms and hurried to gather firewood, herd ducks, and yet dared not yell too loudly at the young boys playing outside, fearing they might scare away this long-awaited rain. 。The mischievous boys probably knew this too, pretending not to hear their mothers' calls. They gathered under the big tree at the village entrance, wishing for a downpour so they could take a refreshing bath in the rain. 。To the west of Linjia Village there is a large courtyard, where a big family lives. 。Mr. Lin is the backbone of this family. Now in his fifties, his hair and beard are already gray, but his face is ruddy and he has a spirited presence. 。,Perhaps because of the heat, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her slender arm. It was as white and smooth as lotus root just pulled from the water, with its joints clearly visible. So white that one couldn't help but want to take a bite. 。"Big brother, didn't you bring your book today If you continue to fool around with the others, I'll spank you!" The little girl discovered that a certain boy was lazy and pointed it out without any politeness. Her tone of voice, though pitiful, sounded more like a playful warning than a real threat. It was strangely endearing. 。The boys all pointed and laughed, gleefully enjoying his misfortune. The lazy boy scratched his head and tried to defend himself, "What I just forgot the last part." 。,Unfortunately, the plan was good, but one day in a dream I felt myself being pulled, no matter how much I struggled. When I woke up, I was the third generation of the Lin family, the youngest and only child.。