On November 16th, my mother and I decided to start our real journey to Wujiang. On the night of the 15th, my mother bundled up the three bags of soybeans collected in the field.
On the 16th, it was not raining. My mother and I put our luggage on the bicycle and dragged them away. I was really worried that I would not be able to get on the car with the three bags of soybeans and the two or three beds of quilts from my mother¡¯s house.
Things that have not been implemented are inevitably suspicious. Like this time, I was really worried, but the result was much better than I thought, and it didn't even go as I thought. When we arrived at the Chenli Road gas station, Those luggage and soybeans were all loaded into the car without any hindrance.
The car drove south all the way, except for a short stop at the service area near Jiangyin, and then stopped.
After that, the car crossed the Yangtze River, entered the Jiangnan area, then passed through Suzhou, and soon entered Wujiang.
It was already late when we entered Wujiang.
When we finally arrived at the head of Jinchang Road in Jinjiaba, my mother and I got out of the car and took out our luggage from the luggage compartment.
After that, my mother and I went to the factory where my father worked. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com