Good harvests bring

Meng Xiang's long hair scattered wildly, her eyes blazing with fury. In a moment of desperation, she grabbed a hardened clod of earth from the ground and, with all her might, hurled it at Wang Xi Shun's head.,Ke Wang, engrossed in what he was going to do, didn't notice this at all.,The sorghum field was silent, with only the sound of the wind answering.。