In the rural areas of Southern China, July is the time when the fruits are bountiful, and the lychees and mangoes in the orchard behind the mountain are already abundant.
After the rain cleared, Gu Yuan donned a sun hat, her eyes gazing into the distance at the busy back of Dao An repairing the machine. Dao An was one of the elite she had trained, and now he was being asked to fix a weed whacker.
The phone rang, an unfamiliar call, and Gu Yuan answered it.
The caller: "Hello, is this Yanyan, the boss of the farmhouse?"
The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but Gu Yuan couldn't immediately recall who it was.
"I am Yanyan," Gu Yuan replied.
Xiong Yao on the other end anxiously asked, "Sorry to bother you, boss. It's like this: I'm one of the program staff, and someone is injured and needs a first-aid kit. Does the farmhouse have one?"
