August arrived, heralding autumn.
The incessant patter of the autumn rain had kept Zhang Xiaoshan from home for several days.
At that moment, he was sitting at the entrance to the infirmary, lost in thought.
"I wonder when my sister-in-law will cool off."
Zhang Xiaoshan felt somewhat helpless.
His relationship with his sister-in-law was a bit headache-inducing.
Then there was Xu Jing, whose reputation in the village suffered last time because of me. With today's heavy rain, I wonder if the old schoolhouse is leaking?
His mind was a jumble of thoughts.
"Hmm?"
Speak of the devil.
Not far away, Xu Jing was walking along the village path, holding an umbrella.
"Xu Jing."
Zhang Xiaoshan called out to her.
Xu Jing paused briefly but did not look back, and soon resumed walking.
"Sigh."
Zhang Xiaoshan was unsure what to say to Xu Jing and gave up chasing after her.
"This jerk, doesn't he know to chase after me?"