Not mentioning the touching scene on the train, as time passed, the train slowly pulled into Beijing Station.
Looking out from the glass window, among the three or five people on the distant platform, Zhou Xiaozheng stood in the middle, appearing particularly prominent. Zhou Jiao thought of a crane among chickens, and chuckled to herself.
The closer she got to her dad, Zhou Jiao stood up and waved her hands vigorously.
Separated by the glass window, the train quickly whizzed past. She made a face, regrettably shook her head. This rare childlike behavior made Old Mrs. Cheng and others laugh heartily.
As soon as the train stopped, the announcement began reminding passengers to get off. Zhou Jiao looked around and saw that everyone was ready with their luggage, the child had already been picked up by Zhang Guoqing. She immediately shouted, "I'll go down first to meet them."
