Just at 5 p.m., every household in Changping County shut their doors. The usual crowds gathering for opera performances were nowhere to be seen, fearing they might attract trouble.
Mrs. Lu walked ahead, moving as if she were familiar with the way, just like at the Capital Grain Storage.
Chen Ji stared at Aunt Ping, whom he had just met a day ago, and suddenly felt a peculiar sense: usually when he was with others, he had to be meticulous and worry about everything himself, except for Zhang Xia, who could share his burdens; the others were unreliable.
But following this Aunt Ping, it felt like he didn't need to think, he could just follow along.
As if in a daze, he seemed to return to the first day he had arrived in this world. That gaunt old man with his hands behind his back, like leading a stray cat, took him to the Taiping Medical Hall.
Without turning her head, Mrs. Lu said, "Hurry up."
Chen Ji snapped out of his thoughts, "Okay."
