The family got into the car and headed towards the village. Zhuangzhuang got out of the car, ran around a few people, and then dashed down Dayan, running wildly towards the village.
People in the countryside generally eat early, and by this time most had finished their meals. Although it was winter, there were still folks out for a stroll. Seeing a military jeep drive in, they couldn't help but glue their eyes on it, curious about whose family it belonged to.
The car stopped at the alley entrance. The alley was too narrow for the car to enter, so they had to park there. Luo Xudong wasn't worried; who would dare damage a military vehicle?
The back seat was already loaded with many items, and the not-so-large trunk was stuffed to the brim. The two felt both distressed and happy as they discussed the journey.
Because there were so many things, Luo Anguo came forward to carry two bags. Luo Xuping, not to be outdone, also picked up a bag and huffed and puffed his way home.
