The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and today is a clear sunny day. Early in the morning, the sun's heat rose rapidly, shining on the damp earth, with a thin layer of mist evaporating in the air.
This season's weather is like that, but it's tough for vegetable farmers, especially crops like eggplant. When faced with such weather, perfectly good eggplants will slowly rot away.
Early in the morning, Brother Su and his wife went to the fields, planning to drain the water from the eggplant furrows, hoping to alleviate the problem.
Lin Chuxia also left her house, bringing along the beef sauce and spicy fried peppers she made the night before, as well as the letters. She first went to the post office, mailed the items, and then headed to the vicinity of the train station.
Firstly, to continue looking for a suitable house and secondly, to try her luck.
Yesterday she had run into Su Wensong there, and figured his home must be nearby.
