Chapter 8 It’s not hot enough.

 When Shen Zhihuan passed by, Wang Baotian's son Wang Chungen had just put the ox cart on. When he saw Shen Zhihuan coming, he quickly spread a sack that was placed on the driver's seat of the ox cart on the back board.

  "Hurry up and get in the car! The sun will be getting louder later, and it's time to get too hot."

  "Brother Chun Gen, is Uncle Wang okay? Why are you here today?" Shen Zhihuan quickly put down his backpack and sat down.

  "The cows in the team are going to give birth today, and my dad has to watch and can't leave." Wang Chungen jumped onto the driver's seat with a smile, flicked his whip, and the old scalper took a slow step forward.

  The country roads were full of potholes, and the oxcart bumped and shook along the way. After a while, Shen Zhihuan felt that her buttocks, which were all bones except for a piece of skin, were about to split into several pieces.

  "Zhihuan, are you going to town to buy something?" Wang Chungen turned to look at the backpack Shen Zhihuan placed beside him.

  "No, I just thought that if I came back early, I would go to Dongshan Mountain to find some wild vegetables." Shen Zhihuan shook his head and smiled.

  When she went out, she told Li Qiuhua the same thing.

  "You are too weak to take good care of yourself. You cannot eat wild vegetables every day. It is not worth wearing down your body just to save some food." Wang Chungen sighed lowly.

  "Mother Zijie...have you heard about it?" Wang Chungen suddenly thought of how everyone was chatting in the morning.

  "I heard what Xiaopang said." Shen Zhihuan couldn't help laughing.

  Hanging and breaking his leg...

  This joke was enough for her to laugh for a year.

  After getting off the oxcart at the entrance of the town, he thanked Wang Chungen, and Shen Zhihuan headed straight for the bus stop with the basket on his back.

  The town where the original owner is located is the terminal station of this bus line. The bus runs once an hour. If you miss it, you have to wait another hour.

  Although today is a market day, maybe because it is too hot, there are not many people waiting for the bus.

  Shen Zhihuan chose a seat in the back row by the window and sat down, boredly staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

  Time travel...

  She always thought that this fantastic word would only appear in online novels and bloody dramas.

  If someone had told her about time travel before, she would have given him a big look and suggested that he go to the neurology department of the Second Hospital.

  If she can wear it back in the future, she will also write a novel called...     I traveled through time and became a human skeleton.

  Thinking of this, Shen Zhihuan looked away and looked down at the unyielding woman with disgust...

  Before she could lower her lips, a touch of olive green broke in from the corner of her eye.

  "Are you going to the city?"

  A clear voice came from the upper right side of Shen Zhihuan's head.

  When Shen Zhihuan raised his head, his eyes met a pair of stern eyes unexpectedly.

  Su Ziyu...

  Shen Zhihuan frowned unconsciously. She watched him sit down next to her and glanced at the empty seats around him. Shen Zhihuan's frown deepened.

  Does this person think it's not hot enough?

  Can everyone huddle together to keep warm?

  "Are you going to the city to buy things?" Su Ziyu's eyes fell on the empty basket Shen Zhihuan placed in front of him.

  "...A classmate of mine is sick. I'm going to check on him." Shen Zhihuan forced a smile out of his mouth.

  I really didn't look at the almanac when I went out.

  "Aunt's hand?"

  "Much better." After Shen Zhihuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

  Too many words lead to mistakes, too many actions lead to mistakes.

  Especially in front of a thoughtful person, don't say too much, just a look, a micro-expression, or even an unintentional movement, he can interpret a logical reasoning paper for you.

  "There's no one around anymore. Drive quickly."

  "Yes! Let's go quickly!"

  After waiting for about ten minutes, people who got on the bus early couldn't sit still and started urging them.

  The conductor jumped out of the car and took a look, making sure that no one wanted to get on the bus. Then he winked at the driver in the driving seat, and the driver who understood instantly started the car.