Before Zhou Jiao could think of a solution, the whistle blew again.
Upon reaching the riverside, the teams were switched. Zhou Jiao teamed up with Zhao Yuanyuan to carry baskets and bamboo crates, while Zhang Guoqing, being famously strong, was assigned to carry the bamboo crates.
Under the glow of gasoline lamps everywhere, the faces of people on both sides of the river showed fatigue, yet they gritted their teeth and pushed on, seemingly unfeeling to exhaustion. Amidst laughter and chatter, their faces beamed with an undeniable vitality, positive and uplifting.
This spirit of vigorous advancement was truly admirable. What kind of mindset was this? Zhou Jiao didn't know, but she genuinely felt the essence of selflessness and the kinship of family.
The night was chillier, but at least she didn't have to worry about going barefoot and getting bitten by snakes hibernating at the river bottom. Zhou Jiao was quite satisfied with this basket-carrying work.
