At 10 p.m. on January 2nd, the cold wind was biting, and sparse snowflakes drifted from the sky. Li Hongying, Ding Weihuo, Xu Ancheng, Ding Anguo, and Ding Anmin stood on the platform, wearing felt hats and scarves.
In addition to the Ding Family, there were also many people carrying burlap sacks, bamboo baskets, and yokes waiting to board the train.
Li Hongying looked at the pitch-black train tracks longingly. Ding Weihuo held her arm, "Hongying, when the train comes, it'll be loud, and there are a pair of big headlights on it. You'll definitely see it right away. Let's go inside and wait out the snow first."
Ding Weihuo glanced at Xu Ancheng, who stepped forward to support Li Hongying on the other side, "Mom, let's wait inside. We aren't in a rush."
Hearing Xu Ancheng's words, Li Hongying looked away and stood under the wooden eaves.
Ding Weihuo took off his gloves, "Put these on, your hands are stiff."
Li Hongying's hand trembled as Ding Weihuo helped her put them on.
