As the New Year approached, the weather turned colder, and snow fell. The two drivers in the village who ran tricycles back and forth between the county and the village had no plans to operate. If it hadn't been for Father Song asking a favor to get someone to help, it would have been a bit of trouble for Song Yuanhuan and Xu Xiuxiu's family to get home easily today.
"Let's hurry then!" Song Yuanhuan nodded, with no need to worry about his son and luggage anymore. All his attention could be focused on Xu Xiuxiu. Supporting his wife, he became even more cautious because of the wind and snow outside.
