Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
An old man slowly rose to his feet on the bus. He cautiously hid some mandarin peaches behind his seat and used an old shirt to cover them, as if he was worried that someone would steal the mandarins.
He went to the washroom at the back of the bus. He decided to relieve himself after struggling for some time. There was still more than an hour's journey before he reached his son's place.