Meng Yunhan was profoundly grateful to this big brother, "Certainly, certainly, you should get back to work quickly. We can't let this interfere with your job."
"Thank you, young man."
Just as the bus drove off, Meng Yunhan's heart sank. Reaching the town would make things easier. She planned to find Old Man Zhao there. If there was no cow cart, she would look for a pushcart to bring Yun Hao home.
They were nearing home.
After an unsteady journey, they finally arrived at Qingzhao Village, the two of them assisting Yun Hao off the bus.
"Mom, just hold onto him— I'll go find Old Man Zhao."
Who is this Old Man Zhao?
Yun's mother wanted to ask but considering her son leaning on her, she dismissed the idea.
She still didn't know that Old Man Zhao and the older gentleman at the waste collection station were the same person.
Only the titles were different.
"Uncle, Uncle...." Meng Yunhan was heading to the waste collection station to look for Old Man Zhao.
