Chapter Eighty-Eight [Wang Chuyi] (A Chapter of Ten Thousand Words!)
By the time the car drove into the village, it was already evening, and the sky was growing a bit dark.
Children were running around with firecrackers in their hands, playing and laughing. The small shop at the village entrance had already hung up lanterns for the New Year, giving off a festive atmosphere. The piles of New Year's goods stacked outside the shop looked like small mountains.
Just after the car passed the village entrance, another electric tricycle came around the corner. Sitting on the frame and holding the handlebars was Old Niu from the village, wearing a woolen hat and a thick cotton coat. A half side of pork was placed on the tricycle.
Chen Yan recognized the man as his old lady's mahjong buddy, and immediately asked the driver to stop, then opened the car door and greeted him, "Master Niu."
"Hmm? Xiaoyan is back?" Old Niu squinted and recognized him, smiling, "Are you on winter break?"
