When Zhou Gu'er reached the village entrance, she saw Sun Jiaming waiting for her.
They had agreed yesterday to meet at the entrance, mainly to avoid the idle gossip in the village.
"Sister Gu'er, let me get that."
After greeting Zhou Gu'er, Sun Jiaming took the handles of the wheelbarrow from her and started pushing it.
"Thank you, Brother Jia Ming. You can push for a while, and then I'll take over."
Zhou Gu'er didn't refuse. It was a long way, and she appreciated that Sun Jiaming was willing to lend a hand.
"Alright."
Sun Jiaming nodded.
This part of the Northeast was vast and sparsely populated. The villages were far apart, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but land and very few people.
As they walked, they exchanged a bit of small talk at first, but they eventually fell silent, having run out of things to say.
After all, this was only the third time they had ever met. They hadn't known each other before, so there really wasn't much to talk about.
