Jiang Xinyu watched Shen Xueqi leave, then bid farewell to her two female classmates, "I'm heading home. Feel free to come find me during the holidays; you can find me at the textile factory."
"Alright, I'm looking for somewhere to go anyway," Qiao Jingyi replied cheerfully.
"No problem. I'll treat you to something good; I've stored up quite a bit."
"I'll come too," Zhou Qingying said excitedly.
"I'll be waiting for you both then."
Time flew by, and it was already the end of July. It had rained three times this month, so the autumn harvest should be good.
August was scorching. When she was at home, she wore shorts and a vest, and there was always hot water heated in the yard for showering. She wondered when electricity would be available for residents. She had a fan in her space, ready to use as soon as there was power.
