"Village Chief Li, how much longer before we arrive?" The male educated youth, Xu Chunshan, asked, panting heavily.
"Almost there."
The six educated youths were dumbfounded, this 'almost there' had already been said no less than five times.
The girls felt like crying out loud. Why is it so far? And because they've never walked such slippery roads, they've all fallen a few times.
It's simply disastrous; in this cold weather, it feels like the joints of their bones are frozen stiff.
Li Yungui didn't pay them any mind, just led Old Niu forward. When he saw they were lagging too far behind, he stopped to let Old Niu drink water, waiting for them to catch up before continuing.
After walking for two hours this time, Li Yungui felt quite frustrated, but also sympathetic towards these youngsters.
Even if they were pampered at home, no matter what work they did, it was never so exhausting.
For children from the South, coming to the North is already the biggest test.
