After several snowfalls, Zhuancheng, a typical northern city, appeared exceptionally white in its silvery attire.
Yue Jiannan got off the bus and stretched languidly.
"I'll be home soon!"
He needed to get home early, as his family must have been especially worried about him.
On the other side, Lin Chunju was complaining to the children.
"I was hoping he'd work during the holidays to experience some hardships of life, but he came back so soon, and now I have to clean out a room for him."
Yue Jiannan was blissfully unaware of all this, stepping onto the bus with a sense of pride.
The cold weather had increased the number of people commuting by bus.
There weren't many buses in the city, causing each one to be packed like a can of sardines.
You never knew how many people could fit inside until you reached the station.
