Bo Cixue called Ah Zuo.
However, the call did not go through.
She looked at the dark sky and sighed.
She was really unwilling to go back after coming all the way.
The conductor looked at Bo Cixue, who was wandering around the door with her eyebrows furrowed. He walked over and asked her, "Are you in a hurry to get to Lin Town?"
Bo Cixue nodded.
The ticket seller said, "I have an uncle who brings food over from Lin Town on a tricycle every day. Although the bridge over there is broken, there is still a small path and tricycle can pass through."
The conductor sized up Bo Cixue. Seeing that she was young and fair and looked like a child from a rich family, she sighed. "But you might have to suffer a little by riding the tricycle. The road is really bumpy."
Happiness appeared in Bo Cixue's clear eyes. "Auntie, help me contact your uncle. I want to take his tricycle to Lin Town."
"Alright."