Anming County is so small that you can go almost anywhere on two legs.
The premise is that you are not in a hurry.
Thinking that it was still early for class, Ye Hong took Xian'er on foot from the northern suburbs to the county town.
Along the way, pieces of maple leaves fell, dyeing the southern autumn golden.
Seeing Xian'er's petite figure jumping lively among the fallen leaves in the sky, Ye Hong's mood seemed to be affected and he became happy.
But this kind of scenery disappeared the moment they entered the county town.
Busy traffic, smoke, dust and haze have become the main theme, as if I have suddenly stepped into the mundane world from a paradise.
Xian'er pouted her mouth dejectedly and followed Ye Hong glumly.
Ye Hong's heart moved, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Xian'er, have you ever taken a bus?"
"Bus?" Xian'er bit her finger and shook her head blankly.
In her past life, either Cai Jiannan would pick her up and drop off by private car, or Cai Heng would take her on foot.
Except for Cai Jiannan's silver BMW, Xian'er had never taken any other means of transportation.
"Then I will take you to take a bus ride today!"
"Okay, okay!" Xian'er clapped her hands and cheered.
The bus stop in the early morning is already full of people getting ready for work and school.
This is just a county town. If it were a provincial town like Bailu City, the bus station would no longer be able to accommodate it.
But even so, seeing so many dark people at once, breathing the messy air around them, Xian'er still frowned in discomfort.
Ye Hong couldn't help but regretted bringing Xian'er to take the bus.
Xian'er's discomfort gradually disappeared after getting on the bus.
Curiosity took over in her heart, and she saw Xian'er looking around in the car, like a curious baby.
"Brother Ye Hong, is that uncle the bus driver? How awesome, one person can control such a big bus!"
"Brother Yehong, what do ascending and descending mean?"
"Brother Ye Hong."
Ye Hong frowned and looked at the environment in the car while answering Xian'er's question.
There was not a single empty seat in the crowded car, so Ye Hong could only stand and hold Xian'er's hand tightly.
While he was observing the environment, a noise broke out not far away.
The ones making the noise were a dark, thin old man and a young beauty wearing glasses and with a ponytail.
"Give me your seat quickly! I am an old man!"
The thin, dark old man roared at the young woman in his seat, spitting out a series of obscene words.
The young woman's face was pale, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
She explained with aggrievedness and pain: "Sir, I have told you several times that I am not feeling well today."
"Who knows if you are just faking it? Get out of the way quickly, or I will expose you as a disrespectful guy on the Internet!"
The young woman was angry and anxious, and looked around for help.
But the crowd of onlookers all watched indifferently, and no one stood up.
Ye Hong frowned and looked on coldly.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the woman was ill, but the old man was uncompromising, arrogant and unreasonable.
Moreover, the old man cursed in a loud voice and acted quickly. He was not someone who needed to give up his position.
This kind of person is a typical thief who always uses morality to kidnap others.
But Ye Hong was not a sympathetic person, so he had no idea of standing up for this woman.
(End of chapter)