"We still can't rush it. If it starts raining on the way, the kids will suffer."
Actually, Wei Kaiyun had been anxious for a long time, but not about going back—he was worried his kids and wife would suffer. The tarp over the truck bed was just ordinary canvas; it couldn't keep the rain out at all.
They stopped in a small village at eight-thirty. They decided to rest there for the day.
To be honest, this little village wasn't much bigger than Li Family Village, and it looked just as poor.
"Xinyu, let's just rest up ahead for a bit." The way they were like this was way too eye-catching.
"Since we're already here, let's go ask around—how far is the county from here? If it's out of the way or too far, then forget it."
Jing Chu and Zhang Qiu'e got down and took the kids out to move around a little.
Wei Kaiyun knocked on a door. At this hour, only old folks or kids were home, and he didn't manage to get any useful information.
