"There are too many things to take care of; let me grab some!"
Mo Junhua blocked Lan Tian's hand, "No need, the sacks look many but actually, they're filled with dried goods from the mountains. They seem big but they're not heavy. Let's go, everyone else has already disembarked, we should too."
At the train station platform, Wu Zongyu kept looking out for the people coming off the train. Before setting off, the old gentleman repeatedly reminded him to pick them up and absolutely not to be late and miss them.
Thinking of that girl, cool and ethereal, a smile flickered across Wu Zongyu's eyes. Thanks to her, the old man's health had improved quite a bit. Many of his white hairs had gradually darkened and he looked more cheerful than before.
