Jiang Yan sat lazily on the chair of this roadside stall, his eyes gradually leaving Wang Fugui's storefront, and began to observe the town.

Some people always say that the most subtle place can see the appearance of a city, so in a different world, it is probably the same. It was the hottest time of the day, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, making the already pale town even more desolate. Again, there were no customers at the stall, and the emaciated stall owner was cleaning up the dirty dishes at noon. He stuffed his plate into the sand, which was a kind of white sand that was completely different from the yellow sand on the side of the road, and from a distance, it should be a little finer than the yellow sand. The sound of white sand rubbing against the plate slowly spread, rippling through the town, adding a bit of mystery to the lonely town.

The white sand soon became stained with oil, but at the same time, the plates that came out of it were as clean as new. The stall owner wiped the dust off with a towel and set the plate aside.

It seems that attracted by this wonderful sound, and people come over one after another, all of whom seem to be ordinary people begging for life. None of them ordered anything to eat, but gathered together to drink tea.

The color of the tea is black, and it looks like a strong tea at first glance. As soon as they sat down, they chattered and discussed, all of which were words that Jiang Yan couldn't understand, and it seemed to be a local dialect.

A breeze swept through, and the dust on the ground rolled a few times and then stopped.

"Excuse me, which direction is the Holy Seed Academy taking?"

Jiang Yan was listening to their conversation when a sweet female voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Jiang Yan looked back and suddenly felt that his eyes lit up. This is a very beautiful blonde girl, she is dressed in a long red and white dress, and she has a smile on her pretty face.

"Do you know how to get around Holy Seed Academy?" The girl asked again.

"Ahh I'm sorry. Jiang Yan came back to his senses, for some reason, he had an intuition that he must continue to talk to this girl.

The girl squinted and smiled, it seemed that Jiang Yan's performance was commonplace in her eyes.

"Ahem, if you say anything from the Holy Seed Academy, let me see ......" He wanted to look at the map he had pulled out from Wang Fugui, but found that the things had already been put into the ring, "Ah! Sorry, I don't seem to have my map with me. ”

Jiang Yan was very embarrassed, and his expression froze.

"That's right......" The girl was disappointed.

Jiang Yan realized at this time that although the girl's voice was not soft, nor was it as cute as a watermelon, it had a strong color, which sounded very beautiful.

The girl bent slightly, said goodbye to Jiang Yan, and turned her head to the group of people who were talking.

Holy Seed College?

Jiang Yan seems to have heard this name, it seems to come from the mouth of Wang Fugui, and he knows that this is a school, combined with the situation of this world, and he thinks that it is also a gardener or a plant girl.

This teenage girl is also a gardener?

But she doesn't have a plant mother.

Is it just someone who has the talent to become a gardener?

Jiang Yan looked at the hairpin on the girl's hair, which was a pale green pod-shaped hairpin.

In the face of such a beautiful girl, the group of people were also very surprised, and when they heard the question, they began to chatter about something that Jiang Yan didn't understand at all.

Looking at the girl's puzzled expression, Jiang Yan felt that she didn't understand either.

But they were so enthusiastic that some even stood up and pointed fingers, as if they were showing the way to the girl.

Look at his gesture, it is pointing in the southeast direction.

"Jiang Yan! Jiang Yan! "It just so happens that the watermelon is back.

Looking at her excitement, did she buy something good?

However, the watermelon came just in time, and Jiang Yan took the ring handed by the watermelon.

"Do you know Jiang Yan! I just ......"

Jiang Yan lightly tapped the watermelon's lips and motioned for her to talk later.

"This young lady." Jiang Yan said, taking out the map from the ring, "I have ...... here."

However, when he looked up, the girl was staring at Jiang Yan with a very ugly face.

She looked at Jiang Yan's ring, then at Jiang Yan, and a look of contempt appeared on her face.

"Gardener? Hum! The girl seemed to be full of unexplained resentment towards the gardener, and after bowing to the group of people and thanking them, she turned her head and left, completely ignoring Jiang Yan, who was embarrassed to pestle there.

What's the situation?

This is the thought that now fills Jiang Yan's entire head.

And a group of people who knew Jiang Yan's identity as a gardener hurried over to get close, they flattered Jiang Yan for a while, and then went to salute the watermelon.

It took Jiang Yan a long time to finally get rid of this group of people.

"Now, can you say it now?" The watermelon was very well-behaved, and he didn't ask Jiang Yan until the person was finished, "Also, who was the girl just now?" ”

"A strange passerby."

It's not necessarily a plant girl.

For some reason, since officially becoming a gardener, Jiang Yan always subconsciously treats a girl as a plant lady every time he sees her.

"Passers-by? But I haven't seen her before, have I? "Watermelons are very strange.

Indeed, this is a very remote town, where only a gardener in the desert and a few regular merchants walk around.

"Maybe it's just a passing by." Jiang Yan said, "What's the matter, everything has been bought?" ”

"I didn't buy much...... watermelon now twisted and pinched.

Jiang Yan saw that the resources were indeed not very small.

"I just bought a little bit of a gift and gave it to my aunt in the office." Watermelon said cautiously, her eyes kept aiming at Jiang Yan, "After all, thanks to her care before......"

Jiang Yan smiled, this little girl didn't know what to say about her. He nodded and acquiesced, after all, there was nothing wrong with the watermelon, the watermelon saved himself, and the aunt he hadn't met helped the watermelon indirectly.

"I heard from my aunt that there has been a famine in Xizhou recently, and the gardeners are not very good at collecting CDs, and there are already a group of people who plan to go to other continents to mix."

Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't kill her, the watermelon finally let go, and she caught up with Jiang Yan who was walking in front.

"When I came, I saw the refugees who had just entered the town, and they were so pitiful, thirsty and hungry, that no one cared about them on the road."

Watermelon continued.

"They begged everyone who passed by, but no one helped, and I saw a gardener who looked disgusted when he was pulled away, and left without looking back, so I was so angry that I gave them some water. You say, why are there always refugees, is it true that the world is not full of food? I heard that the situation in other continents is similar, and I heard my aunt say that there is a drought in Beizhou, a flood in Dongzhou, and a pest plague in Nanzhou, and everyone is very miserable. The gardeners were all people who were rarely well fed, and the aunt said that they were leaving to avoid the disaster relief plan of the Houtu adults. ”

Watermelon looks compassionate.

"No, we're going to starve too, I don't want to starve, it's really hard......"

"It's fine." Jiang Yan smiled confidently, "You are also a plant mother with a gardener, how can you starve?" Don't worry, I'm here. ”

Watermelon didn't speak, she just hugged Jiang Yan's arm tightly.

Droughts, floods, insect infestations, and many other disasters that have not yet appeared.

Jiang Yan looked at the watermelon leaning against him, and then looked at the vast sky, and he felt that a burden called responsibility was pressing on him.

*****

"Water ......"

Sitting on a soft sofa chair, a man groaned.

"Good stuff indeed."

The man waved his hand.

"Give him a bowl of rice and send it away."

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! ”

A man dressed in tatters who looked like a refugee kept kowtowing.