The wind is the pawn of the rain, and the rain is fierce with the wind.

As soon as Xia Chengcan received the letter, the south wind blew, blowing everyone's clothes and hunting, and blowing dark clouds in the sky. His face was darker than the clouds in the sky.

"Lord, go back. It's going to rain!" Tang Su leaned forward and bowed down to report.

Xia Muyang shook his head lightly, and looked around: the wind was getting stronger, the sky was getting darker, but there was no one out of the fields. These people, who have been working outside for many years, know that a sudden change in the weather is a sign of a storm to come. This place is very remote, and there is a lack of medicinal materials, even the ordinary wind and cold may kill people. However, none of them dared to leave.

"Daddy and Grandma, it's so dark, it's raining, let's go back!" a six- or seven-year-old girl stood on a ridge and called out to a young couple threshing.

The woman glanced at the girl with her spare eyes and ignored it. Turning to bend down, he grabbed the rice handle that had been tied to the ground, raised it above his head, and slapped it vigorously on the threshing trough over and over again, and the grains fell into the trough one after another. After the grains of the rice handle in her hand were taken off, she walked quickly to the girl and said softly: "Nannan, can you go back by yourself? Mom and Dad still have to harvest the grain, so I can't accompany you." Hurry up, the rain is coming!" her voice was soft, but there was a palpable eagerness in her eyes. As he spoke, he pushed the girl away.

"Daddy and Mommy, you go home with the girl, I don't dare to go back alone. The girl walked a dozen steps and turned back, sobbing. Heavy raindrops fell, soaking her hair and clothes.

A short and thin man threw down the finished rice handle in his hand, rushed over angrily, and scolded: "Stinky Pi Nizi, don't go back quickly, don't delay your parents' work!" The little girl was scolded, squatted on the ground, and cried with a flat mouth, looking so aggrieved and pitiful.

When the woman saw her husband scolding her daughter, she persuaded softly: "Daddy, what can we do if God does evil?

After listening to his wife's words, the short man had a shameful face, leaned down to pick up the remains on the ground, and when he stood up, he suddenly kicked heavily on the threshing trough, and shouted at the sky: "You thief! You filthy devil! Don't you have eyes!" These words were full of grief and indignation, but at last they cried out. Seeing that there was already stagnant water in the field, and that there was no longer a valley, he rushed to the squatting girl, bent down and picked her up and hugged her tightly, and walked out of the ridge. The woman reluctantly put down the handle in her hand and followed quickly.

The storm has come, but Xia Muyang, Xia Chengxuan and the more than 20 horsemen behind them have not gone back, but have been standing in the rain, watching the most ordinary scene in the world from the side.

In this scene, they see the bitterness of the world, the limitations of manpower, the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, and the warmth of blood...

The heavy rain drifted like beads, and it hurt faintly when it hit people's faces. In less than half a moment, there was more than an inch of water on the ground.

"Lord Wang, there are some stone caves over there, and the villagers have gone there to take shelter from the rain. Kong Yu He Xing came up to report. Before the rain came, he left the crowd early to explore the resting place. He had already found a cave not far away, and he should have come to report it, but when he saw Xia Muyang motionless looking at the accident in the ridges, his expression was solemn, he didn't dare to disturb, and he kept waiting aside. At this time, the family of three also went to that place to take shelter from the rain, and he went up to report it.

Xia Muyang listened to him, ignored it, and followed the family of three.

In northern China, karst caves are extremely rare, and many people have never seen them in their lives. However, on the boundary of Pinan County, this kind of stone cave formed by the invasion of stalactites is not rare, and there are several within a radius of more than ten miles.

"There are a lot of people sheltering from the rain inside, don't be alarmed for a while!" Less than twenty zhang away from the stone cave, Xia Muyang was talking to everyone behind him.

The guards got the order and replied in a low voice: "Yes, Lord Xia!" At some point, calling Xia Muyang "Lord Xia" was a tacit understanding that they had formed over the years.

When the villagers saw this group of more than 20 people coming, they avoided it from a distance, and made room for them to settle down. Xia Muyang and his entourage were also drenched in the heavy rain and turned into soup chickens, however, they pretended to be splendid, obviously either rich or expensive, although the vision of this group of villagers was low, but they were not dull, and they naturally knew the truth that they could not afford to hide.

The karst caves are naturally formed, and many small stone caves are connected to each other. In the meantime, it is a relatively wide one among many stone caves, which is three or four acres wide, and fifty or sixty villagers gather here to take shelter from the rain. A lot of stone benches and stone tables were placed in the cave, which were obviously made in the village near the left, and they were originally sitting by the villagers, but when they saw Xia Muyang and his party coming, they all avoided and let go of the three stone tables and twelve stone benches.

The fear of the people is more than the fear of the cat of the rat. This trend has been around for a long time, and everyone takes it for granted.

Xia Muyang walked into the cave, and at first glance saw the family of three that he saw in the ridge of the field, the three of them were sitting next to the stone in the corner, and the little girl was looking at it timidly.

She had just seen Xia Muyang, and when she saw him standing in the rain and looking at herself, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart: "Who is this uncle?

Xia Muyang did not sit on the stone bench, walked slowly towards the villagers, and asked with a smile: "The next surname is Xia, and he is a military attache sent by the imperial court to control the mutinous generals at the outpost, can I sit on your side?"

The villagers began to argue in an uproar, "Oh, he is really a big official! I didn't expect him to be so down-to-earth!", "Are these the bandits he exterminated? Can it be regarded as a harm to the people!" ......

"Why not? If Lord Xia doesn't dislike it, hmm...... This...... Just sit down as you like!" said an elderly man who walked out of the crowd and bowed. Here, it is crude and unbearable, and it is really difficult to be a welcoming place, and the old man is embarrassed.

"So, it's bothered. Xia Muyang didn't mind, and returned the salute with a smile.

He paused, walked to the little girl's side, sat down on the stone opposite the short man, and asked with a smile, "Brother Tai, how is this year?"

When the man saw Xia Muyang sitting down opposite, he was a little restrained, and when he heard him ask, he couldn't help but chatter: "Alas, this year is really a rare harvest year, the ears in the field are long and fruitful, and they are golden." These days are good, I wanted to let the ears of rice be dried again, but today I started to harvest, where do I think, but it rains so much. The five members of the family were counting on the harvest of the eight acres of land, and they got up early and were busy until now, and they have only harvested less than one acre. The wind has blown down the plants, and I don't know how much food will be wasted......"