On the weekend, at just past five in the morning, the county town seed to have just awoken, with lights gradually turning on. On the main street and small square, occasionally so people were out early getting so exercise.
On the main road, two military vehicles erged from the street corner, with a small car in front and a large truck covered in grass-green tarpaulin following closely behind.
As the early risers unconsciously glanced over at the vehicles, all they saw was dust being kicked up on the road as the two vehicles passed by. In the blink of an eye, the cars were out of sight.
Everyone exchanged puzzled glances but no one voiced the question in their hearts — what is happening this early on a weekend morning with two vehicles out on the road?
At this mont, Zhao Dashan was driving the truck at the back with his wife accompanying him, tightly following the small car driven by Zhang Guoqing, as both vehicles sped towards the neighboring province.
Zhao Yuanyuan was sitting in the small car driven by Zhang Guoqing, pulling her best friend Zhou Jiao into gossip, and calculating her "little sches."
From the start of the journey from the county, Zhao Yuanyuan kept babbling about things she had heard — gossip about teachers and classmates at school, and rumors among the neighbors.
After sharing what she had seen and heard, she also expressed her own thoughts.
Zhao Yuanyuan changed the topic, complaining about the hardship of going to school every day, leaving early and returning late, showing Zhou Jiao the chilblains on her hands.
Zhou Jiao looked at her playfully, remaining silent.
"Jiao Jiao, don’t you think I’m pitiful?"
"It’s a case of ’not the best, but better than the worst,’" Zhou Jiao laughed and replied. Many people want to get into high school, only to co back disappointed, having to pick up a hoe instead. Similarly, so people get into positions early and enjoy the benefits.
In comparison, Zhao Yuanyuan’s so-called pitiful state is really a matter of perspective.
Zhao Yuanyuan grabbed Zhou Jiao’s arm and started shaking it, showing a fawning smile.
Zhou Jiao quickly turned her head away — this girl was starting to give her a headache again.
"Jiao Jiao, don’t be like this. Wouldn’t it be great if I could stay with you and study? Look, I can help cook, clean the house, and take care of the kids. As long as you tell my parents I want to stay ho and study with you, then my sister — my happy life will begin."
Zhang Guoqing chid in after hearing this, "Are you sure your parents would agree?"
Zhao Yuanyuan imdiately slumped onto Zhou Jiao, acting shalessly, "That’s why I’m discussing it with you guys — we’re siblings, so we should share our fortunes and hardships. I won’t care about it, I’ll leave it to you."
"Next year we might find an auntie to help out, and by then Jiao Jiao will frequently be at school. Don’t rush to take leave, this can’t be hurried, wait and see. How co Hongbing didn’t co along today?"
Zhang Guoqing was well aware that his and his wife’s situation was different from Zhao Yuanyuan’s. How could he give her silly advice? That would be harming her, with her personality, self-study is out of the question, might as well give up on studies altogether.
Having heard her chattering the entire morning, Zhang Guoqing quickly changed the subject. This troublemaker was too good at making a fuss, and if he didn’t change the topic, she would certainly nag him endlessly until they got off.
"Haha... slept like a dead pig — my dad kicked him, and he didn’t even react — my second brother even asked to call him last night," Zhao Yuanyuan laughed loudly as she talked about her second brother, starting to recount the glorious stories of Zhao Hongbing’s sleeping prowess.
Zhang Guoqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly speeding up the car.
Yesterday, he had already urged Mr. and Mother Zhang to co to the county town. Originally, he planned to take them out for a stroll today, even Zhang ili was brought to the house to watch the kids. Unfortunately, they firmly refused to go out — Mother Zhang was worried about her grandson, and Mr. Zhang thought it was too cold.
The couple was worried that if they weren’t ho, the elderly couple would make do with a simple lunch. To address this, Zhou Jiao got up early to prepare breakfast, and cooked several at dishes to keep warm in the pot. Before leaving, she also took Mother Zhang to the storage room to look at the grain, worried they would be too frugal to eat it.
After all this busy work, Zhou Jiao was seriously sleep-deprived, and listening to Zhao Yuanyuan’s chatter was like a lullaby making her drowsy. The most helpless part was that Zhao Yuanyuan, besides talking, liked to shake her too.
Finally reaching the intersection heading towards the provincial city in the neighboring province, Zhang Guoqing, following his father-in-law’s directions, managed to find a horse-drawn carriage on the deserted highway.
He approached the driver to inquire about directions to the village, and after confirming that it matched his expected route, he thanked the driver.
Once again, both vehicles started moving forward, heading towards the target village for this trip.
The cars continued straight for so ti, and estimating they had almost reached the destination, Zhang Guoqing pressed the horn a few tis, slowly decelerated, and parked by the roadside.
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