“Xiaoyue, aren’t you going to the city? Your uncle and I are going too, let’s go together!” Li Guilan came to find Leng Yue right after breakfast.

The fruit in the orchard is ripe, and the villagers are going to drive to the market to sell it. Meanwhile, the village chief, Leng Dazhu, and his wife, Li Guilan, are going to the city to buy things. The village chief is going to the Xinhua Bookstore to buy books about fruit tree cultivation, while Li Guilan is going to the farmers' market to check fruit prices.

The villagers discussed that if the fruit prices were similar, they would buy a vehicle to deliver directly to the farmers' market. Although this would be more troublesome and the prices might be slightly lower, it would increase sales volume.

Now the village's orchards are growing larger and larger, and the amount of fruit that ripens at once is increasing. Relying solely on selling them piecemeal at the market is no longer sufficient.

Leng Yue, along with Leng Xiaoyu and Aunt Guilan, rode a tractor to the market. The only way to get to the city was from the market.

The tractor chugged along, the road was full of potholes, and the ride was incredibly bumpy. Leng Yue felt like her bottom was about to leave her own. When she finally got off, she kept secretly rubbing her backside.

Leng Xiaoyu, on the other hand, was very excited, her eyes darting around as she curiously watched the passersby and vendors.

"Xiaoyue, are you not used to it?" Li Guilan looked at Leng Yue rubbing her bottom with amusement.

Leng Yue nodded bitterly, "When we were crossing the big pit before, I wasn't prepared and was suddenly thrown up."

Li Guilan smiled and said, "I felt the same way the first time I rode it. Remember next time, hold on tighter when riding the tractor. Otherwise, you're likely to bump into something."

Leng Yue nodded again.

"Let's go, the bus to the city is at the south end of the market, let's hurry!" Li Guilan said, leading Leng Yue and Leng Xiaoyu forward.

"Isn't Uncle Dashuan going?" Leng Yue asked. "Didn't you say you were going to town to buy books?"

Li Guilan shook her head. "They're not going again. They said they have other things to do. They told us to just go to Xinhua Bookstore and ask about buying it."

Leng Yue said no more and pulled Leng Xiaoyu to follow behind Li Guilan.

"I'm not afraid to tell you this, but I'm not afraid of anything except people with intellectual backgrounds. You know, we old farmers can't read a single word, so when we go to a bookstore, we don't even dare to speak!" Li Guilan said with difficulty.

"It's all your uncle's fault. Why can't he do anything else but buy books? Honestly, what if he buys the wrong ones?" Li Guilan seemed genuinely worried, and kept nagging.

Leng Xiaoyu tugged at Leng Yue's sleeve, "Sister, what's wrong with Aunt Guilan?"

Leng Yue gestured for him to be quiet, but said to Li Guilan, "Auntie, you've forgotten, I can read."

Leng Yue wasn't making things up. The original owner of this body had received an education, but she dropped out of school when her parents passed away in fifth grade. Everyone in the village knew this.

"Oh dear, look at my memory! I thought you were..." Li Guilan slapped her thigh, wanting to say that because Leng Yue had been mentally unstable for a while, she had completely forgotten about her schooling. But then she thought it wouldn't be appropriate and didn't continue.

"That's good. With you here, I feel much more at ease." Li Guilan breathed a sigh of relief. Without the pressure, she walked with a brisk pace. Once she picked up her speed, Leng Yue and Leng Xiaoyu had to jog to keep up.

The three quickly made their way through the crowded streets to the south end of the market. Leng Yue saw the legendary car, a very dilapidated and small bus. Just then, the driver was about to depart.

Li Guilan bought tickets for Leng Yue and Leng Xiaoyu and boarded the train. Only two seats were left in the last row, so the three of them had to squeeze together. The train quickly drove away!

The seats were worn and hard; one of them even had a large hole, revealing the dark, grimy foam inside. The passengers were carrying all sorts of things: some had blankets, seemingly heading out to work; others had cages of chickens and ducks, and still others had soybeans and corn, probably intending to sell them in the city.

The car was filled with various smells, and Leng Yue could only repeat her usual method of self-reproach. She needed to summon the courage she had once had when she lay in the latrine to face all of this!

Li Guilan started chatting with the elderly woman sitting next to her as soon as she got on the bus. Leng Xiaoyu found everything fascinating and kept asking Leng Yue questions. Leng Yue noticed that everyone else seemed unaffected and didn't react to the situation. Only Leng Yue felt nauseous from the stench on the bus!

Leng Xiaoyu looked at Leng Yue and asked, "Sister, is the city fun?"

Leng Yue nodded. In truth, she had no idea what the city was like, or whether it was fun or not.

Leng Xiaoyu then asked, "Are there any good things to eat in the city?"

Leng Yue nodded again. After all, it's a county town; there should be good food there, right?

Leng Xiaoyu: "Do city people look different from us?"

Leng Yue wanted to laugh, suppressing her nausea as she tried to speak, but the older man in front of her beat her to it.

"Yeah, city people are so arrogant, they don't even need to look down when they walk. They're different from us!" The uncle's words were sarcastic, probably because he had been bullied by city people before. But saying such things in front of the child felt a bit inappropriate.

Leng Xiaoyu didn't understand, blinking at the uncle. "If eyes are on the top of your head, you're not human, you're a monster. I see on TV that city people aren't monsters, they're all very good-looking!"

"It looks nice, but one or two of them look down on people!" The uncle recounted his history of battles with city people indignantly.

It turns out that the uncle's son worked in the city and married a city woman. As a result, his son ended up with someone else's child, and when they visited to see their grandson, they were criticized by their in-laws. Therefore, the conflict between the uncle and the city people stemmed entirely from their family affairs.

"And what about your son? Doesn't he care about you two old folks? Does he just let you get bullied by them?" Li Guilan's attention was also drawn to this, and clearly, her thinking was still quite rational.

Although everyone around them was speaking with unanimous indignation about the uncle's in-laws in the city, Li Guilan didn't share that sentiment. Instead, she directly asked the crux of the matter, and Leng Yue nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged man hesitated, staring blankly for a long time without saying a word. The car fell silent instantly. After a few seconds, everyone started chatting with each other. Even after the car arrived at its destination and everyone got off, the middle-aged man didn't utter another word.

"Xiaoyue, you and Xiaoyu go to the bookstore with your aunt first, then we'll split up and each do our own thing." Li Guilan made the arrangement decisively. Leng Yue nodded without objection, but Leng Xiaoyu held Leng Yue's hand tightly.

Perhaps it was because she had suddenly arrived in a completely different place, or perhaps it was because she had seen a fashionable woman like the ones on TV; in any case, Leng Xiaoyu became extremely quiet.

Leng Yue didn't say anything, only patted Leng Xiaoyu's head and smiled reassuringly at him. After all, they wouldn't stop at the small mountain village; she was determined to take Leng Xiaoyu to a bigger stage. He had to adapt to all of this as soon as possible!