Chapter 6: The Feast of the Sowers

The holy capital of May is the best season of the year, spring is coming to an end, the warm breeze is still blowing softly in the world, the colorful petals are still attached to the branches and refuse to drift, but with the passage of time, all kinds of plants have grown small fruits under the cover of the petals, quietly exuding the smell of summer around.

The people of the capital of knowledge like spring, because spring is the first season of the year, symbolizing the revival of all things, symbolizing a new beginning, every spring, there will be a large number of poems, paintings, dance and music from the palace of art in the northern city, singing in the streets and alleys of the holy capital, in this city with the fragrance of books wafting in the air, even the workers in the workshop have excellent artistic ability, and can sing their love for spring in their hearts with the works of these famous artists. Of course, the inhabitants of the City of Knowledge are equally fond of summer, well, and perhaps autumn and winter, and the optimistic residents of the City can discover their unique beauty in any season and record them in their own way, in fact, they are only grateful for the happiness that the world has brought them.

At the beginning of May, when the official spring season is coming to an end, it is also the day when the early wheat is about to be planted. During this time, a small, brightly colored cloth bag will be hung on the door of each house, which will contain seeds of various crops, as well as some sweets and pastries. This is a tradition left over thousands of years, and this practice is used to pray for blessings and pray for a pleasing harvest on the first day of the year. Originally, this special habit originated from the peasants, but for thousands of years, the scope of the rural city has always changed, and slowly the habit has spread throughout the Yala world, and most of the countries and races that are mainly farming have been infected by this habit, and have become accustomed to hanging ornaments called blessing bags before planting seeds in late spring every year. As for the storage of pastries, it is because in this custom, if someone's small cloth bag disappears one day. It shows that the gods that the family believes in have received their sincere beliefs and accepted their gifts, but it is obviously impossible for the gods to come and pick a bag in person, so they will use their will to influence some small birds and beasts or naΓ―ve children to pick sacrifices instead of them, so the sweets and pastries secretly put in the bag are just to make the gods influence animals or children stronger, of course, at least this is the interpretation.

"Chirp. Chirp chirp", a bird chirp sounded on a certain street, the call was noisy and noisy, like a flock of birds fighting for something. The people in the house sounded the sound of birdsong getting closer and closer, hovering in the doorway for a while, and then gradually moving away, and finally disappeared, and then a little girl in one of the houses ran out with a snap. Seeing the door frame that had become empty at the door of the house, he said happily: "Grandpa, grandpa, you see that I am not wrong." Put a little more candy and snacks in the bag, and less dough for feeding the birds, and sure enough, it was quickly harvested by the gods. ”

"It's weird. The white-haired old man also followed, scratching his head and saying suspiciously, "Could it be that the tastes of these birds have changed this year?" Last year was like that, how do you know"

"Because lately, the birds in our neighborhood have become hungry. The little girl's eyes narrowed with a smile, and she said proudly, "I found out a long time ago." Hehe, you see, our family is the first to be harvested by the gods, and everything will definitely go smoothly this year like last year, so that in a few years, we can live a better life. ”

"Yes, yes. The old man smiled kindly and touched the little girl's head and said, "Then you don't have to get up so early to deliver newspapers, you can sleep a little more every day, which is good for your health." ”

"Actually, it's not bad to get up every day to deliver newspapers. The little girl licked her lips and said with a retrospective, "At least it tastes good, ah, I don't mean newspapers." ”

Not to mention that the father and daughter were looking forward to the future of the new year, the birdsong that had swept through the street before went all the way forward, and passed several streets in a row, and not long after entering Fox Street, they were suddenly interrupted by a suppressed roar of indignation, and with the roar, there was also a huge iris shield, the iris shield swirled, with the whistling wind whirling, hitting the target heavily, and falling to the ground with a clatter.

The owner of the "Pannis" iris shield gritted his teeth, his fists clenched and gurgled, staring at the room just now like a monkey and said: "When the time comes, they will finish dressing, and I will go over again." ”

"This is a foreign affairs event, you must at least change into formal clothes, otherwise it will be too rude. Catherine was helpless, and pulled Pannis's collar to the mansion: "Go change my clothes now." ”

"Help, someone's kidnapped. Pannis's wails rang out over Fox Street as ever. To be continued.

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