Wang Ailing's face turned even paler.
"Sis, are you carsick?"
Wang Ailing swallowed and nodded, not daring to speak. She finally managed a smile at Jiang Xinyu.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the village and finally got off the bus. Wang Ailing rushed to the roadside and started retching, while Jiang Xinyu's face didn't look good either.
Kong Mengjie was the first to get off, and she seemed fine. She didn't bother with the two of them. Now that she was here, Kong Mengjie felt a sense of relief.
Her dad was the village chief, and she was born to have a higher status than them. In the county, she had no choice but to be humble under the circumstances.
Stepping on this land restored her pride and confidence.
The two of them followed behind her sluggishly, walking for a while. Jiang Xinyu took off her coat and held it, worried about sweating and getting a cold. At this point, she was the only one still wearing a cotton coat.
