Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

During the day, the night lights have gone out, and the prosperity of last night seems to have left no trace. The new year seems to be just one year older.

A few days after the Lantern Festival, Su Ping changed into his plain clothes and went to work in the fields with his father.

On the way, Su Yue looked at his son, looked at his tender little hands, and advised: "Ping'er, you should go back. Dad can do the farm work by himself."

"It's okay, Dad. I can do it." Su Ping waved his hand and grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Su Yue smiled helplessly and said, "I know my son is great, but the work in the fields is tiring, and you are still young, so go back."

"I'm eight years old this year, not a kid anymore!" Su Ping grabbed his father's thigh, "Dad, just let me follow you, Dad..."

"Oh." Su Yue shook his head gently. It was a rare occasion that his son asked him for help, especially to help him with work. He really couldn't bear to refuse.

"Old Su, why don't you agree? If my kid said so, I would definitely agree!" The villager who was also carrying a hoe and preparing to go to the field laughed.

Several other people also spoke up, agreeing or making fun of the comments.

"That's right, it's okay to let the child do some work."

"If children don't work when they are young, they won't be able to be ordered around when they grow up. Look at my kid, he's a living example!"

"Hey, can you kids compare with the little prodigy?"

"That's incomparable. It's just a casual remark."

"Hahaha……"

Su Yue glanced at those people, then looked at his son who nodded, and said, "Okay, but be careful not to get hurt."

Su Ping agreed repeatedly and followed his father's tall figure into the bare fields because it was not yet time to sow.

And the reason they went to the fields today was to turn over the soil so that the land would not become hard and difficult to turn over when they plowed later, which would waste time.

Holding the hoe in both hands, he swung it vigorously, dug out some soil, then put it back to the original spot, and then dug the next place. When moving, he had to be careful not to step on the loosened soil.

It may seem like a simple job that only requires physical strength, but in fact, it contains many mysteries that are discovered through day-to-day labor.

For example, when you dig with a hoe, at which angle should you use to save effort, how to dig faster, and how to dig quickly when excavating the earth, there is a science to all of this.

They were busy until noon, and everyone sat by the field, chatting and laughing about daily life. Their conversations were full of the simplicity and innocence of the village.

Soon after, the women or daughters of each family brought the prepared meals at home so that the men who had been working hard all morning could have a hearty meal.

This time, it was not that there were no father and son involved, but Su Ping, a very young and well-known child prodigy, attracted a lot of attention.

Some teenagers would ask this child prodigy who attended private school what was fun, whether there were any pretty girls, and other such questions.

Su Ping smiled and responded to these questions one by one. He also talked to them about some trivial things during his trip. After all, in a village where people only needed a few words to communicate with each other, it was impossible not to communicate with others.

Today his family may need to borrow salt, and tomorrow your family may run out of oil. After that, if someone else is short of something, they will first ask their neighbors to borrow some. They don’t need to make up for it afterwards, but they can still help. This is a form of social life.

After lunch, they took a short break and then went back to work. The men wielded their hoes with great force, like an invincible army on the battlefield, with unstoppable momentum.

What they wield is not just a hoe, but also a major contributor to the family's income. What they hoe is not just the fields, but the seedbed for future harvest.

After working hard for an afternoon, when the sun sets and night falls, the men carry their hoes, humming tunes, and go home.

Su Ping and Su Yue also returned home. Smoke rose from outside the house and the aroma of food filled the air.

"You're back." Li Ying brought the dishes to the table, smiling, and said, "Go wash your hands and eat."

"Okay." The father and son agreed in unison, ran to the water tank, scooped out water, and rubbed the dirt off their hands.

Then, Su Ping brought his pair of red little hands to the table to eat. Seeing this, Li Ying sighed softly, but did not say much.

She knew that her son was as stubborn as her husband, and once he made up his mind to do something, nothing could change his mind.

Instead of giving useless advice, it is better to support my son's idea. There are only a few days left in the vacation anyway, so when the time comes, just send him back to the private school.

"By the way, Mom and Dad." Su Ping looked at the two elders and said slowly, "I wrote another poem during this study tour. I should be able to make money soon."

"When the time comes, I'll mail it back. Please remember to check it."

"Okay." Su Yue agreed without thinking too much.

Li Ying was thoughtful. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Ping'er, you don't need to mail the money back. Leave it with you so that you can take care of it if you need it."

"No, I still have the money you gave me last time. I really can't spend that much, and I don't really need it." Su Ping refused.

Of course Li Ying refused. Just as she was about to speak, she heard her son calling out.

"Mom~" Su Ping puffed up his cheeks, "Just accept it. If I can write one or two songs, I will have three or four more. How can I be short of money?"

"You must accept this money. You can't refuse it."

"I, I am also impressed by you." Li Ying smiled helplessly: "Ping'er, do you think poetry is like weeds on the roadside? You can write it whenever you want?"

"Of course not, but it's okay to spend more time." Su Ping's eyes flickered and he glanced to the side.

Su Ping, who could remain calm in the face of anyone talking nonsense, seemed to have lost that ability in front of his mother. It was obvious that he had something to hide.

Li Ying chuckled, looked at her son, and slowly said, "Okay, you little brat, eat. I'll take the money."

"Yes."

……

In the next few days, Su Ping also followed his father to the fields, working from sunrise to sunset, and living such a simple life, as if he could forget about the outside world.

But while it’s the smell of farmland that overshadows everything else, in reality it’s because I’m so tired every day that I don’t have the energy to care about irrelevant things.

It is for this reason that the atmosphere in the village is not as good as that in Liyue Harbor, where information about everything in the world is transmitted like the wind.

The information here mainly relies on the retelling of neighbors, but it is unclear how much real information can be conveyed.

In the morning, Su Ping was taken to Liyue Harbor by his parents just like last year. After paying the fees, he also received instructions from his mother.

It seemed like a year had passed, and nothing seemed to have changed. This wonderful feeling appeared in Su Ping's heart, which was hard to describe.

When he stepped into the courtyard and looked outside, his parents were still there. When he walked to the corner again, they were still there. After he crossed the corner, he could no longer see them, but Su Ping guessed that they should still be there.

There is something blocking my heart that makes me want to let it out, but it is difficult to do so. Perhaps it is too difficult to let go.

But why is it so hard to let go?

Su Ping laughed at himself, thinking that he might be terminally ill. Even coming to a private school felt like parting with his family. Maybe he was too old.

As he thought of this, he paused in his steps. A roaring sounded in his head and he froze in place.

Looking back, there were a few gaps in the dust on the road he came from, which were caused by his footsteps. Looking in front of him, the road was just right and unobstructed, except for his steps.

Human beings are born between heaven and earth. Where do they come from and where do they go? Are all the things in between just passing clouds or days that need to be remembered?

Su Ping had this question in his mind: one day, he would send off his parents, one day, he would kneel in front of his parents' grave and cry bitterly, one day, he would have offspring...

Su Ping felt doubtful and incomprehensible, so he rushed into the bedroom, sat cross-legged, and entered the state of mind the moment he closed his eyes.

There was no sky or earth, the stars were hanging upside down, and there seemed to be a void in the space under his feet. Su Ping's figure suddenly appeared in it.

This time, he did not take a step immediately, but stayed where he was, staring at where he was, and occasionally looking at the empty surroundings.

Where did he come from and where is he going?

Before he could make a choice, Su Ping took a deep breath, took a step forward casually, and then another step, distanced himself from where he was just now.

Just two steps can make a difference. Two ordinary steps can also lead to huge changes. A leaf can cover your eyes and a flower can open up the world.

Su Ping lowered his head and looked at his own reflection in the void. When he stretched out his hand, the other party also stretched out his hand. When he clenched his fist, the other party did the same.

No matter what he does, the reflected shadow will always follow him, no matter what the matter is or how unreasonable it is, it is like this and there is no way to change it.

Shadow was born because of his existence, he was born because of his parents' existence, and his parents were born because of his grandparents.

If we want to trace back, we probably have to start from the birth of the world, but what was it like before the birth of the world?

"Where... am I from?"

Su Ping sat on the mirror of nothingness, and the shadow sat down with him, looking equally confused.

Looking at the sky full of upside-down stars, the little lights seemed to be thousands of feet high, illuminating this wanderer who couldn't find his way, as if guiding the way home.

"Home, family." Su Ping pondered, but his eyes were bright. "People come from home and go everywhere. The time in between can be like passing clouds and smoke, or it can be unforgettable."

"But no matter where we end up, our home will always be home, always be home!"

“Hahahaha…I get it, I get it!”

At the moment of enlightenment, Su Ping in the outside world opened his eyes, with an unprecedented joy in his eyes, as if he had just accomplished something incredible.

"Oh, you are not bad, junior brother. When you haven't seen a man for three days, you should look at him with new eyes. Your noble spirit has increased and you are almost catching up with Ziyuan and Ziyou!"

Zeng Xi, who had been watching for a long time, began to tease.

Su Ping laughed, "No, no, fellow students, we will always be fellow students, and that won't change!"