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Zhang San came closer, squatted down, and helped Li Xiangqian to work. "Yeah, the weather is really bad. I can't hold on any longer today. I'm going home to drink some water and cool down. I think there's not much space anyway, so I'll do a few more while it's cool."

Li Xiangqian listened to Zhang San's words and agreed with them to some extent. It was really not right to push yourself too hard in this hot weather, but when he thought about the crops in the field, he felt that he couldn't just stop. So, while he was working, he casually asked, "Zhang San, how is your work in the field? It's not easy to take care of it in this hot weather this year."

Zhang San wiped his sweat and replied, "Not very good. When the weather is hot, the crops don't grow well. If it continues like this, I'm afraid I have to water them, otherwise the seedlings may not be able to withstand it." He was also thinking about the situation in his own field. Indeed, in recent weather, the water in the ground evaporates quickly, and the leaves of the crops are a little wilted. He knew that he could not delay any longer and had to find a way to water them to save the life of these crops.

"Looks like I have to water the crops quickly," Li Xiangqian said to himself, already thinking about his next plan. He had to water the crops before they were damaged, so as not to let all his hard work this year go to waste.

Zhang San looked at Li Xiangqian, sighed and said, "Brother Xiangqian, why is our life so difficult? The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the work in the fields is getting harder and harder. Life is really worrying. He couldn't help but feel helpless, but he still tried to make himself look more optimistic. He patted Zhang San on the shoulder and said, "San'er, we have to hold on no matter how difficult it is. No matter how difficult the work in the fields is, we can't stop. The crops are our lifeblood. Only with them can we survive."

Zhang San nodded, and he thought it made sense, but there was still some worry on his face, "Hey, Brother Xiang Qian, you are right. We have no choice but to persevere. It's just that the weather is getting more and more unreasonable. Although he felt the same way, he knew that this kind of weather could not be changed, and the only thing he could do was to keep going. He patted Zhang San on the shoulder, motioning him to continue working together, and the two continued to sweat profusely under the scorching sun.

After working for a while, Li Xiangqian felt a little dizzy. He knew it was a sign of heat stroke and he couldn't keep going any longer. He stopped working and waved to Zhang San, "San'er, stop here for today, go home and take a rest, and continue tomorrow."

Zhang San also felt that the heat was a little bit unbearable, so he responded: "Okay, Brother Xiang Qian, let's get up early tomorrow and come back to avoid the scorching sun."

The two packed up their farm tools and walked home. Li Xiangqian wiped his sweat while thinking about what to do in the evening. He knew that he had to find a way to keep the moisture in the land, otherwise the crops would not be able to bear it. He thought to himself that he would have to discuss with his father after returning home to see if there was any good way to deal with the heat.

When Li Xiangqian got home, he felt a cool breeze as soon as he entered the door. The shadow cast by the old locust tree in the courtyard became a rare place to escape the summer heat. He walked under the tree, sat on an old rattan chair, and took a long breath, as if all the fatigue had dissipated with this breath.

When his father saw him coming back, he brought him a bowl of cold tea and asked with concern: "Xiang Qian, it's so hot today, why didn't you come back earlier? You are sweating all over. Your health is important. Don't work too hard."

Li Xiangqian took the tea bowl and felt as if new energy was injected into his body. He looked at his father and smiled, "Dad, we can't delay. But I know that I have to go to work early tomorrow. The sun is so hot."

His father nodded and sat down next to him. "Yes, the work in the fields is stressful, but your health is more important. You have to be careful and don't work too hard. If your health is damaged, it will be useless no matter how hard you work."

Li Xiangqian listened to his father's words. He knew that his father cared about him, but he also knew that he couldn't take the current situation lightly. He put down the tea bowl and said seriously, "Dad, I thought today that I have to water the plants quickly. If it gets this hot, the seedlings in the field won't be able to bear it."

After hearing this, my father pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "You are right. We need to water the fields in this weather. Go find Lao Chen in the village. He has several water pumps. Borrow one and we can quickly fill the fields with water." He made up his mind. He knew that this season was a critical period. Watering was not only to preserve this year's harvest, but also for the hopes he had worked so hard to cultivate. He looked up at the sky and silently prayed that the weather would improve quickly. He could not count on good weather, but had to rely more on his own efforts.

In the evening, he recalled the busy day. Although he was tired and his back ached, he did not slack off. He thought about what he would do tomorrow and was full of energy. No matter how hot the weather was or how difficult the land was to cultivate, he would not back down. This piece of land was the hope for his and his family's life, and he would never let this hope die.

Li Xiangqian has been feeling extremely tired recently. The work in the fields is already hard, and with the high temperatures these days, the burden on his body is getting greater and greater. He has clearly felt that if he continues to work like this, his body may not be able to bear it. Every time he returns to the courtyard, he feels as if his whole body is falling apart. He even has trouble falling asleep in bed. The calluses on his hands are getting thicker and thicker, and the pain in his waist is getting worse.

This morning, Li Xiangqian went to work in the fields as usual. He drove the old cow on the road in the field, but he always felt an inexplicable fatigue in his heart. He realized that he couldn't hold on like this any longer. There was too much work in the fields. He alone, plus the old cow, couldn't handle it. He knew that if he continued like this, not only would the crops be damaged, but his body would also be worn out.

"I have to find some people to help." Li Xiangqian thought silently. Although hiring people to work means spending a lot of money, compared with his physical health and the harvest from the fields, this investment is worth it.

As he thought about this, he continued to work in the fields, but he had already started thinking about hiring people. Many young people in the village went to the city to work, and most of those who stayed were elderly people and young people who had not yet gone out to work. He had to find some reliable people to ensure that the work in the fields could be completed smoothly.

At noon, Li Xiangqian returned to the courtyard. He tied up the old cow, wiped the sweat off his head, and was about to go into the house to rest when his father came out. Seeing his tired face, his father said, "Xiangqian, you are so tired these days, why don't you take a rest?"