He really did love studying, probably because studying for him didn't feel like a task at all.
Xiaoyang nodded and replied, "In this heat, if we don't have to drive the farm machinery today, we should get home by around eleven in the morning."
Qiaoqiao perked up, but also felt a bit sorry for Yang Zhengxi:
"Xiaoyang, is it that your family couldn't lease any fields nearby? All your land is this far away, that's so pitiful."
"In our village, every household's vegetable plots have to be close by, so it's convenient to look after them, sow, and harvest."
But since he was a kind-hearted person, he quickly comforted his good friend as well:
"But don't feel bad, lots of people's fields are really far. Like my eldest uncle's family's hill, you have to walk forever to get there."
How long a walk is that?
The narrow path twists and turns the whole way; it takes over forty minutes to walk there, almost out past the village.
