Four o'clock in the morning in the Tai'an Metropolitan Area.
It's early autumn now, the weather is turning cold, and the leaves are dry and yellow.
Early-rising Qin Shi opens the window, breathes in the cold air that rushes in, and instantly feels awake.
He spends a few minutes hurriedly washing up, then picks up the buns that are heated on the table:
"Sister, I'm heading out!"
Qin Lan didn't go to work today; Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so she hasn't taken any jobs, planning to rest at home for a few days and celebrate the festival with her siblings.
"Remember to buy a fish on your way back; I'll make braised cod for you two tonight."
"Got it!"
Qin Shi runs quickly, dashes out of Baogong Street, and takes a small path to the flood control dam on the west side.
"Teacher!"
Qin Shi clutches a bag of shiny-skinned buns and climbs quickly up the flood control dam, where a white-haired man stands, donned in an ancient robe, with an air of a high master.
