Kang Li responded with a "hmm."
Ming Han: "Is the train like a long dragon? Will it run really fast?"
Kang Li: "You'll feel it once the train gets fully running."
These days, the train speed is around fifty to sixty kilometers per hour; if it's fast, it might reach eighty kilometers per hour. In any case, it can't compare with the speed of modern trains.
But with the development of technology and progress of the times, everything is just a matter of time.
Ming Han: "Mom, when will we get off the train and arrive at Grandma's house?"
Kang Li: "We'll take the train for three days, then switch to a car; we should reach Grandma's house by the fourth day."
"Thanks, Mom, I got it!"
Ming Han looked out the train window with a smile, watching the pristine snowflakes dance, his little face showing a captivated expression.
Seeing the little guy like that, Kang Li couldn't help but find it amusing, but she refrained from laughing out loud to save face for her son.
