As Lan Tian let her mind wander, the three-wheeled vehicle had already arrived.
People waiting by the roadside swarmed over in a rush, fearing that they would be too late to squeeze on. All sorts of chicken and duck cages were thrown in, while Mo Junhua held back with Lan Tian, waiting for everyone to get on first. Then, Mo Junhua lifted Lan Tian aboard before climbing up himself.
Lan Tian clung to the edge of the door, not moving further inside, where the air was too murky. Facing outside the vehicle, she felt less breathless. The people by the door, seeing that she was a child and pale and cute, consciously squeezed further in to make space for her. The villagers were very simple and honest, so Lan Tian turned around and smiled to show her gratitude.
