Fortunate Eighties: The Bewitching Female Rival Who Tamed Her Husband with Skill

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Gift

It was bitter cold, yet they managed to work up a sweat.

After thanking the kind men and women who helped them, they carried their stuff and squeezed their way to their seats.

It was still a four-seater, and the three men stuffed the big bundles into the overhead racks and under and around their feet.

Worried about losing their belongings, they could only place their bags under their feet. With no choice, they had to step on the bags.

Luckily, they were thick cloth bags, durable and dirt-resistant.

Throughout the journey, the train was crowded, with people even on the aisles and under the seats.

Su Nian had never seen people crawling in and out from under seats before; he had only seen it on TV before.

The train carriage was filled with a mix of odors. Su Nian, who had just squeezed through the crowd, was nearly scared of being compressed, and he dared not drink much water for fear of needing the restroom.

Moreover, it’s worth mentioning that the train toilets were not the flushing type from the future but had a hole that dropped directly onto the tracks below.

Using the restroom in the cold northern weather was dreadful, as it would freeze one’s bottom.

As soon as you pulled down your trousers, the cold wind whistled up fiercely, and that feeling… was simply indescribable!

After one night, the four of them arrived just as dawn was breaking the next morning.

All four were disheveled, with swollen legs and feet from lack of movement, carrying their heavy bundles as they walked home.

There weren’t many people on the streets at this hour, let alone vehicles.