Out of the station, Zhang Guoqing took Mother Zhang directly to sit in the front passenger seat. Seeing a few strands of gray hair on her head, he felt a pang in his heart. Life had not been easy for his mother. From dawn to late at night, she worked the fields, tidied the house, looked after the family. She had lived through to old age without enjoying a single good day. She stayed in the village for most of her life and this was her first trip to the provincial city.
Driving the car, Zhang Guoqing pondered quietly to himself, planning to take his mother for a good meal first. He had noticed Friendship Mall and the Department Store on the street they drove through earlier; it was quite lively. He planned to spend the day with her, leisurely stroll around, and take a look at the provincial city. The car still had fuel, so tomorrow he could drive it to the Military District to return it, making it easier to handle things without carrying anything.
