The spring rain fell in a downpour, and the storms by the seaside were always more urgent than those on the highland. The cultivated soil had become soft and unrecognizable, while the busy spring plowing continued for nearly a month. When the spring plowing in Golden Bay City ended in late May, 120,000 Totonac tribes had sown over 600,000 acres of farmland. Finally, Xiulote, who personally supervised the farming, could breathe a sigh of relief. The spring plowing had been completed well; once the autumn harvest arrived, the kingdom's food problem in the seaside lands would be easily resolved.
Spring blossomed gloriously by the vast coast. He stepped out of the tent with a woman who walked unsteadily, gazing at the endless coastline and the lush green fields on the plains. At this moment, the bright sunlight broke through the clouds, bringing with it a scorching sensation as if summer had suddenly arrived.
