A winter evening.
The tall trees in front of the single-story houses were bare, resembling English teacher Chen Haiyang’s head.
Yet the wheat sprouts in the fields were as green as Shen Xu’s hat.
The old snow had not yet fully melted when fresh snow began to fall, fluttering down from the gloomy sky, blanketing the fields and villages in a hazy white.
Electric lights shone at the doorways of the single-story houses, piercing the darkness one by one.
Zhang Ruyun stood by the doorway. The snowy weather was not intimidating; instead, it brought a sense of vitality. Looking far to the east, he could occasionally spot guests coming from the city to dine at the agritainment restaurant.
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