For Zhong Jun, who is used to working hard, this distance is nothing, but for these educated youths who live in the city, it's quite a tough task.
Especially when Zhong Jun leads the way, walking very fast. This speed is tiring, and within two hours, some of the girls' feet blistered and their legs started to ache.
One of the female educated youths, with two large braids, was the first to give in, exclaiming "Oh my!" and stopped, refusing to go any further.
"I can't do it anymore. I can't walk any further. I'm really exhausted. I've never walked this far before at home. Comrade Zhong Jun, can I sit on the ox cart for a while? I see there's still some vacant space on it. I really can't go on."
This girl's name is Zhou Meijuan. She's somewhat pampered, quite pretty, the epitome of a delicate beauty. If Wen Shuangshuang and the reborn girl Lin Qianqian weren't here, Zhou Meijuan would definitely be the most beautiful.
