Beginning Under Sycamore Tree Chapter 126

The drizzle of autumn rain started last night, hitting the eaves with a crackling sound.

Several middle-aged men and women from farm families squatted in a tea shed outside the city with sad faces. They didn't know what was going on in the capital recently. The gates were getting tighter and tighter, and it was hard to get in. Those of them who were going to the morning market to sell fruits and vegetables were naturally delayed. It had been raining for the past few days, which made people even more worried.

Most of the people in the tea stall were farmers like them who were stopped outside the city gate. Of course, there were also some travelers going to the capital who stopped here to rest, so the tea stall was quite large. There must have been some tricks behind setting up such a tea stall.

The farmers in the fields were not unfamiliar with the caravans with frosted faces. They were used to seeing these people. The remaining young people seemed to be students from official schools who were traveling to study, and there were also a few families who were visiting relatives or friends in Beijing. In this tea shed that was shielded from the wind and rain outside, people of all kinds could be seen, but there was still a distinction between the noble and the humble. The people from the aristocratic families sat in the small compartments inside the tea shed and did not sit with the farmers outside. They got off the gorgeous cars just to take a breath and wait for the gates of the capital to open.

At this time, several people sitting not far away seemed particularly noticeable.