The well-winch near the edge of the well creaked, and Hé Yǔshuǐ poured a ladle of cool water into a copper basin.
"But where would we find a train at this hour? I heard Old Zhang from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative say yesterday that the train schedule has been cut by more than half recently..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Wang Jianguo had already grabbed a straw hat from the corner and slapped it onto his head.
Chapter 712