Seeing Gu Chengyi's reaction, Lin Siqi knew that He Xiaolan had offended him. Although she didn't want to clean up He Xiaolan's mess, they were now a unit, and if the villagers had a bad impression of them, they probably wouldn't have a good outcome later.

She only apologized to Gu Chengyi: "I'm sorry, Uncle Gu. We didn't expect it to take so long. He Xiaolan was just anxious and afraid that we wouldn't be able to walk this far, so she spoke without thinking. But now, Uncle Gu, didn't you tell us to go on the oxcart in pairs to rest? We'll definitely get there soon."

Upon hearing this, He Xiaolan reluctantly shut her mouth, because she noticed that even Zhang Jiayang was looking at her with disdain. Besides, the oxcart originally belonged to Xinshan Brigade, and they had no power to change Gu Chengyi's decision, so they might as well keep quiet.

Gu Chengyi's tone softened considerably towards Lin Siqi, because he knew these children seemed quite easy to get along with, except for He Xiaolan, who appeared to be a bit unruly. So he resumed his gentle tone: "It's alright, if you're tired, you can sit up for a while. This oxcart is very precious in our countryside; it's a helper for plowing the fields, and we won't tire it out."

Lin Siqi, Shen Muling, and Zhang Jiayang nodded obediently. Although they didn't know much about cattle, they understood that a cow that could plow the fields was definitely more valuable to rural people than the four of them.

So the four of them agreed that Lin Siqi and He Xiaolan would be in one group, and Shen Muling and Zhang Jiayang would be in another, with the two groups taking turns riding the oxcart. Lin Siqi's group was the first to get on the oxcart, as Shen Muling wanted to take the opportunity to warm up.