The old-fashioned vans produced in the 00s drove slowly through the potholed and muddy remote towns to the more prosperous urban areas with cheap Portland cement paved roads, and struggled forward under the heavy rain. When passing through the steep road, the van was restless and shaking, Li Jing sat in the passenger seat and hugged Xiao Nan steadily, for fear that the bump would make her uncomfortable and wake her up. Wind shield ahead...

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