The train rattled along the road all day, finally arriving at the county town where Cheng Baidong's hometown was located in the evening.

The train slowly pulled into the station, and the family members each carried a child. Cheng Baidong led Tian Tian off the train with their luggage.

Sweetie was slightly carsick, and after getting off the bus, she walked unsteadily and almost fell.

Cheng Baidong quickly steadied her shoulders: "Stand firm, don't fall."

Sweetie hugged Cheng Baidong's leg, feeling a little dizzy, and said, "Uncle, I feel like the ground under my feet is receding backward. I'm a little dizzy and can't stand up straight."

"Then sit down and rest for a while, take a break, and then we'll continue."

He placed the backpack on the ground and let Tian Tian sit on it. It was filled with clothes, so he wasn't worried about her getting hurt.

Moreover, they had already arrived at the station, so a few minutes' delay wouldn't matter, and it would save them from crowding together with other passengers and rushing out in a rush.

Fang Qiao unscrewed the water bottle she carried with her. "Here, Tian Tian, ​​have some water."

Sweetie obediently took it and took a sip: "Thank you, Auntie."

Almost two years old, An'an came close to Tian Tian, ​​took her hand, and massaged her sister, just like Fang Qiao used to do when she took care of her.

When she felt unwell, Fang Qiao would often massage her, and she would feel much better afterward.

"Sister, rub it, it doesn't feel right, rubbing it makes me feel better."

An'an's speech is still a little slurred, but she can express her meaning fairly clearly.

Sweetie smiled and said, "Thank you, An'an, I feel much better."

"Okay, massage some more." Hearing this, An'an immediately massaged even more vigorously.

Sweetie's motion sickness was very mild. She sat down, drank some water, rested for a while, and quickly recovered.

"Uncle, I'm not dizzy anymore." She helped An'an stand up.

Cheng Baidong nodded, bent down to put his backpack on, then picked up An'an and handed his hand to Tian Tian: "Let's go then."

Sweetie grasped Cheng Baidong's large hands and was led by him towards the exit of the station.

Cheng Baidong walked at the front, and as he reached the exit and started walking down, he reminded Fang Qiao and Xiao Jing, "Watch out for the steps."

As soon as Fang Qiao exited the station, she spotted Xiao Qiang and Wang Qiuju waiting outside to pick her up.

Xiao Qiang was still as dark-skinned as before, but he had gained a lot of weight. His tall stature and slightly muscular build made him look quite intimidating.

However, Fang Qiao felt that this was much better than before, when he was dark-skinned and thin, and looked timid and submissive! At least, when others saw his size and wanted to bully his family of orphans and widows, they would have to think twice about whether they could take a beating.

Wang Qiuju stood next to Xiaoqiang, smiling as she turned her head to talk to him. The couple looked very much like husband and wife.

Fang Qiao continued walking out with the child in her arms. At this moment, Wang Qiuju finished talking to Xiao Qiang, turned around and looked over, her face immediately showing a bright smile.

She first tugged at Xiaoqiang's sleeve, then grabbed his hand, waving to them as she ran towards them.

"Big brother, sister-in-law, sister, over here."

Once the two sides met, they exchanged pleasantries.

"Have you been waiting long?"

"Not long ago, we just arrived too."

Wang Qiuju asked with concern, "You must be tired after a long day of travel. Let Xiaoqiang and me hold the child. Sister-in-law, you two take a rest."

She had intended to carry her luggage, but they were traveling light, and the only backpack they had was on Cheng Baidong's back, so she didn't have the chance.

She patted Tian Tian's little head and said, "Tian Tian, ​​you've grown taller!"

Sweetie called out obediently, "Little Auntie."

"I'm not tired. We bought sleeper tickets, and the kids played by themselves in the sleeper berth on the train."

The twins are almost nine months old. They can sit and crawl. Give them a few pieces of paper and they'll play with them for a long time. Just put them on the sleeper berth and let them play by themselves. Adults only need to watch them to make sure they don't fall off.

As Fang Qiao spoke, she tentatively handed Chuan Chuan, whom she was holding, to Wang Qiuju: "Chuan Chuan. This is your auntie, can your auntie hold you?"

"Chuan Chuan? You're Chuan Chuan? I'm your auntie." Wang Qiuju clapped her hands at Chuan Chuan and coaxed softly, "Can your auntie give you a hug?"

Chuan Chuan opened his big eyes and looked at Wang Qiuju, then obediently let Wang Qiuju hold him.

"Oh, he's not shy with strangers at all?" Wang Qiuju exclaimed with delight as she took Chuanchuan into her arms and teased him for a couple of minutes. She then looked at Xiaojing and Yueyue in her arms and asked, "Sister, is Yueyue shy with strangers?"

Xiao Jing smiled and said, "They're not too shy. The two brothers are the same; they'll let anyone who catches their eye hold them."

"That would be great." Wang Qiuju nudged Xiaoqiang's arm with her elbow and said to him, "Quickly take Yueyue over and hug her so that our sister can rest for a bit."

“…Okay.” Xiaoqiang had never held a child before, and his whole body stiffened when he reached out to take the baby.

When holding the child in my arms, I was so stiff that I didn't dare to move, for fear of dropping the child if I didn't hold him properly.

Wang Qiuju teased him, "Look at you, you're holding a child like you're holding a bomb, relax a little."

Xiao Jing also pursed her lips and secretly chuckled twice.

After being amused by Wang Qiuju, Xiaoqiang was at a loss for what to do, and looked back with a helpless and aggrieved expression.

"I can't relax."

A perfectly normal grown man can look rather pitiful when he's feeling wronged.

Wang Qiuju wasn't buying it: "Then you need to adjust yourself. How can you not even hold a baby? Our mothers are getting old, and when they have children in the future, they'll all be counting on you."

When the child was mentioned, Xiaoqiang's dark face immediately turned red. He stopped talking and carefully adjusted the way he was holding the child, trying to make himself and the child more comfortable.

Fang Qiao confirmed that the way she was holding the baby was fine, so she didn't interfere any further.

Wang Qiuju, holding the child, said, "Brother, sister-in-law, sister, it's getting late, let's go, otherwise it will be dark by the time we get back to the village."

"Let's go."

Fang Qiao and Cheng Baidong nodded.

Wang Qiuju immediately stepped forward to lead the way: "Xiaoqiang and I came by donkey cart from the village. Donkey carts aren't allowed at the train station, so we parked a bit far away. It'll take three to five minutes to walk there. Follow me."

It's not actually that far.

After crossing the square in front of the train station and then crossing another road, you'll see donkeys and carts tied to trees by the roadside.

It was in the 1970s and 80s, when cars were not yet common, that you could see animal-drawn carts running all over the city streets. In the following decades, by the mid-1990s, animal-drawn carts were rarely seen in the city. After the turn of the millennium, they were strictly prohibited from entering the city.

Wang Qiuju walked forward with practiced ease, first helping Chuanchuan to sit in the back of the donkey cart, then calling to Fang Qiao and the others: "Sister-in-law, sister, brother, get on the cart."