Walking forward from the small hotel for about ten minutes, there is a cluster of small factories. The roads around are quite tidy and spacious, almost as good as the city center.
A bit further ahead are the fields reaching out to the outskirts, where Hai City's low mountains connect. This area hasn't been developed, and Xie Qingci says he can see a field of rapeseed without flowers from a distance.
Qingbo Park is across from that field. According to a local auntie, you can take the only bus there from the end of the factory road.
Though the distance isn't particularly far, solely relying on walking is very time-consuming and physically demanding.
After passing a large factory, Yu Xia gulped down water twice and squatted on the ground exhausted.
"Hold on, I need a two-minute break."
Xie Qingci looked at her worriedly, "Are you still able to walk? I can carry you."
She just shook her head, leaning on her knees and staring blankly ahead.
