Next day, Yuan Chun sat in the clinic for a while. Seeing no villagers coming for treatment, she carried a basket, ready to go up the mountain to gather herbs.
As soon as she stepped out of the clinic, she saw seven Zhiqing standing at the entrance of the team department, with several bags of grain piled at their feet.
"Hello, comrade."
Yuan Chun was about to ignore them and walk past when a short, chubby Zhiqing called out to her.
Yuan Chun stopped and looked at him, "Hello, do you have something?"
The short, chubby Zhiqing smiled awkwardly and said sheepishly, "Comrade, my name is Ai Min. I wanted to ask you, does your family have a cart, and could we borrow it? We'll return it after use."
"Sorry, Ai Qingqing, my family doesn't have a cart," Yuan Chun said blandly. Her family's cart was borrowed by Er Da two days ago and hasn't been returned yet.
