"I made this for you to eat." Manman ran out of words, turned her face away, and breathed circles onto the car window.
Jiang Yan quickly reached out his hand, trying to console her when, up ahead, Jun Ye and Bai Lu, who had gone to check on the situation, walked back.
"What's the situation up ahead? Why has it been jammed for such a long time? Was there a traffic accident?" This was the common question between Jiang Yan and Manman.
Jun Ye rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and didn't hurry to answer. Bai Lu interjected, "It's bad, worse than a traffic accident. I don't know if it's because the weather is too dry or what, but the road ahead has collapsed."
"The construction vehicles repairing the road are also stuck in the middle of the road." Jun Ye frowned, clearly skeptical about the efficiency of the department, "I think this jam will last until the afternoon at least."
