I have traveled many times on this route. I have ten hours at the beginning. Because of the student ticket, I can only buy a night train. When the car stops at Jiaxing, there is still visibility. When I go to Hangzhou, I will go to Ningbo. When I was at home, my grandmother must get up, look at the door, see me, and go back to the house to get breakfast.
Twenty years ago, she waited for me to go home twice a year. Like all wanderers who didn’t have a heart, I only felt that my grandmother was waiting for the righteousness, and the grandmother of the world was like this.
My grandmother in the same room at the university once came. The braised pork on the long-distance bus was still warm, and the braised gravy on her underwear made us laugh for a week.