The steel factory was already located in the suburbs; after exiting the factory and taking two turns, they arrived at a small road. All around were lush fields, the corn seedlings had grown quite tall and were swaying in the wind, imparting a distinct rural charm.
Xu Xiaoyan and Yan Fei took a few steps along this little road, then, after seeing that nobody was chasing after them, the girl hurriedly stretched her arm to block Yan Fei: "Quick, put it down!"
"What's up?" Yan Fei stopped, looking puzzled at the girl.
"Put it down, put it down!" the girl urged him. They had picked out the scrap metal from the factory without having a place to wash their hands, so their hands were all dirty. She couldn't grab Yan Fei, so she just kept waving her arm.
"What are you doing?" Yan Fei, not understanding, began to let down his load while the girl waved her hands, directing, "Slowly, slowly, put it on the road, don't put it in someone's field..."
