The train arrived at the station, and she, carrying not much luggage, got off the train and once again came to Capital City. She felt that this place was developing too fast, but it was not only here, even their small village had undergone tremendous changes and would continue to change. In another ten years, the situation would be unimaginable for people today.
She carried her luggage onto the bus, which was mostly electric and very cheap. When she got to the small Siheyuan she had bought, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a click, the lock opened, and she pushed the door and walked into her own home. The feeling, an indescribable... sense of belonging. Yes, a sense of belonging — it was her own house, her own purchase. She could live there as long as she wished, without the monthly pressure from a landlord to pay the rent, or the nightly worries that the landlord might evict her to rent it to someone else, or the price might increase today and again tomorrow.
