Bab 119: Why don't you stink anymore, Zhang?

It was the tenth day on the run from the famine, the end of September already.

Nanzhi looked at the starkly contrasting black and white sky, feeling disheartened.

It was deep into autumn already, why was the weather still so hot?

Even though it was cooler here than in Lihua Village, according to Nanzhi's memory, it should have been breezy by now.

As the sky gradually darkened, the mule cart in front showed no signs of stopping, which puzzled Nanzhi.

It was dark, why wouldn't my elder brothers stop for a rest?

The mule cart traveled for two quarters, before Lin Yicheng finally rubbed his waist and stopped.

Seeing the mule cart in front stopped, Nanzhi also jumped down from the carriage beam with a groan.

Shen Miaomiao in the carriage was also dizzy, it was only when the cart ceased swaying did she manage to get off the mule cart, carrying Shen Zhiyu unsteadily.