September 27.
Eight in the morning.
Fifth Satellite City.
Outside the prefab house in the city, Old Huang reluctantly looked at the cart. This cart had made great contributions since they arrived at the Fifth Satellite City.
But at this moment they could not take it with them.
"Old Huang, stop looking and let's go. We'll come back for it later; it's not going to run away," Xiao Ye said to Old Huang.
"Yeah, Old Huang, we can't take it. Guo Peng said long ago that every person is limited in luggage, otherwise, we can't fit so many people," Noble Consort also persuaded from the side.
Old Huang shook his head and said, "Leaving it here, when we leave, the new Cooperative Personnel outside will come in, and our cart will definitely suffer. Just afraid when we return... oh, well, there's nothing we can do now. Let's go, let's go."
After speaking, he picked up the luggage from the ground, slung it over his shoulder, and headed toward the vehicles parked in the center.
