"Heh heh, sorry for the trouble," he said, rubbing his head, his face flushed red.
Grandma Fu laughed, "What trouble is it? Having you young fellows around might even save us some energy."
It was a chance meeting that turned into companionship.
The mushroom-picking squad set off towards the mountains.
Although Su Shan wasn't as tall as Luo Gang, he was robust. Perhaps there was a bit of awkwardness earlier, because along the way, he occasionally spoke to Su Shu, but most of the time, he was responding to questions from Old Ge and Grandma Fu.
The questions were mostly about homely matters, asking about his relationship with Su Shu, his hometown, whether life was okay in the countryside before the disaster, and when he had moved to the city—how he was assigned to the First District, and so on.
They seemed trivial, but the old couple had lived through many years, and garnering useful information from a young chap was something they could do effortlessly.
