Chapter 8 Goodbye, Mom
After descending the mountain, Wan Chu'er spent 50 cents to board a bus, and it took her half an hour to finally reach Southern City.
Stepping off the bus, she immediately spotted Bai Zhixi sitting on a low stool, head bowed, mending shoes; the spot was right by the bus station, frequented by passersby.
Wan Chu'er silently stood at the bus stop and watched Bai Zhixi for a while.
A blue robe, still the uniform Bai Zhixi wore back when she worked at the glass factory, surprisingly durable; it hadn't torn despite the many years, her hair somewhat disheveled, probably blown by the wind, faintly revealing a few strands of silver amidst the chaos, wrinkles starting to appear on her face, her hands clutching tools and worn shoes, extremely rough.
This year, Bai Zhixi should only be thirty-six, yet she looked like someone in their forties.
Wan Chu'er felt a heaviness in her heart, then she lifted her head; no matter what, Bai Zhixi was still there!
She took steps forward, and as she got closer, her palms started to sweat. Wan Chu'er glanced around, then turned in a different direction, walking towards a small bun stand.
"Two buns, and a bowl of porridge." Wan Chu'er succinctly made her request, took out one yuan according to the price listed on the sign by the stall, placed it on the vendor's cart, picked up the buns, and walked away with the bowl in hand.
The vendor, in a panic, shouted from behind, "Hey, my bowl, you can't take the bowl away."