On the twenty-ninth day of the seventh lunar month (August 19th), the blazing sun hung high in the sky, making the earth feel as though it had been placed inside a steamer.
Li Rufeng lay resting in the shade beneath a towering giant spirit rice stalk that soared ten zhang high into the clouds. The leaves of this spirit rice were as broad as banana palm fans, and layer upon layer of heavy rice ears hung down like a natural green tent that completely blocked out the scorching sunlight. Li Rufeng rested his hands comfortably behind his head, gazing up at the rice ears swaying gently in the breeze, his heart filled with complete peace.
Mei Yuxin and Ayina nestled close to his side. Ayina held a fan carefully crafted from spirit rice leaves, gently waving it to stir up a refreshing breeze.
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