As time went by and it was close to noon, the dull carriage finally came back to life. While people were getting used to the foul smell of the toilet, they took out various foods and prepared to have lunch.
Lucas Shen is thankful that it is winter now. If it were summer, he would not only have to endure the stench of the toilet, but also the ubiquitous smell of sour sweat. In addition, the unscrupulous men would take off their shoes, and the smell would be so sour that it would make people dizzy.
Bored people would chat with even more boring people. No matter if they knew each other or not, they could always find topics to talk about. If they happened to meet a fellow villager who happened to bring some wine, they could have a lively drink together, and sigh at the wonder of life, that they could meet each other thousands of miles away.
The man next to Lucas Shen always wanted to find a topic to talk to the woman. But the woman was unwilling to pay attention to him, probably because his breath still smelled of green onions from last night's dinner, which made people disgusted.
The woman was probably annoyed, so she simply turned her head to the side and looked out the window. There was plenty of sunshine outside, but the ground was covered with snow, a vast expanse of white with no end in sight.
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