The torrential rain in July came from the Caribbean Sea, crashing and sloping on the coast of this northern land. Outside the small Vastec village, the long river swelled. And the small lakes close to the seashore also converged to form a large lake of tens of miles.

"What's the name of this lake in the rainy season?"

The old militiaman squatted at the door of the village chief's hut, watching the heavy rain outside the house, while chatting with the wrinkled village elder. village elder

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