The veteran driver gritted his teeth, started the vehicle, and stepped on the accelerator—with the roaring sound of the vehicle, the trapped tire finally successfully pressed over the coat laid down by Ling Chengyan and crawled out of the pit.
Zhang Wanxiang's eyes turned red as he ran to the back of the car, picked up the coat, and shook off the snow and mud vigorously. However, he found that not only couldn't he shake them clean, but a part had already been crushed by the tire, leaving a slit that exposed the cotton inside.
"Sister Yan, you wear mine!" Zhang Wanxiang said with reddened eyes.
Ling Chengyan seemed unconcerned, waved with a smile, took the coat without even looking at it, and put it on directly. "What's the fuss? It doesn't affect blocking the wind or keeping warm... Let's go, get in the car, or we'll not reach Qing County before dark."
