I am chasing a rough man in the 80s

The temperature was getting higher and higher these past few days, as if a fire was burning below.

Suizi was wearing a straw hat and fanning herself with a goose feather fan she had borrowed from a friend. She was listlessly leaning against a tree, asking the man under the tractor.

"Is it fixed yet?"

"Almost."

"Hurry up then, at this rate, I don’t know if we can catch the results announcement. We’re already about to enter the city, why did it suddenly break down?"

Suizi had gotten darker these past few days, despite wearing a straw hat. As for Yu Jingting, who did not wear a straw hat, his skin had darkened by two shades, making him look like he had tanned.

The two of them had been collecting junk... antiques along the way, basking in the provincial region; calculating if they could return home in time for the results announcement.

But before they entered the city, the tractor broke down on the side of the road.

There was no Repair Factory nearby, but thankfully, Yu Jingting knew a thing or two about vehicle repairs, having learned it from his previous master. He was now under the vehicle, fixing it.

"It must be your junk; you collected too much and crushed the vehicle." Yu Jingting complained.

At first, they could set up a tent in the tractor wagon, but in the past two days, all sorts of rusty junk, including a feed trough, had filled up the wagon. There was no space to set up a tent, so they had to look for a place to stay on the ground.