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The two of them took the bus to school. Jiang Xiaowen, wearing a military uniform, took Jiang Yan on the bus. He stood next to Jiang Yan, and there was basically no one squeezing her.

This was Jiang Yan's first time taking a means of transportation in this era.

Public transportation.

Jiang Yan stood in the bus, moving slowly and leisurely, like the speed of a cradle. He looked around at the bus, and a series of relevant information appeared in his mind, including the structural design analysis of the bus, the use of mechanical materials, and the internal structure of the machine.

Because this bus passes by Liufeng No. 1 Middle School and today is the registration time, there are a lot of people on this bus.

When the two of them got on the bus, it wasn't particularly crowded, but there were no seats left.

Waiting to the back, it becomes more and more crowded...

Whenever Jiang Yan felt that the car could no longer accommodate anyone, it would always stop and let passengers get on in a way she could never imagine.

Jiang Xiaowen was particularly worried that she would be uncomfortable because of being squeezed by others. The doctor said she still needed regular check-ups, and he was also worried that the injury on her head would relapse because of being squeezed by others.

Although he didn't know how the injury on his head could be squeezed and relapsed, he was still worried.

So he held the person in his arms and watched him closely.

The car was moving slowly, there were many people on the road, and the weather was hot. Many people were crowded in the car. Even with all the windows open, the air inside the car was extremely turbid.

Jiang Yan stood in the car for a while and felt unbearable.

For the first time ever, she felt dizzy on this mode of transportation.

Simply put, I get carsick.

Jiang Xiaowen quickly noticed that she was frowning and asked. Jiang Yan pursed her lips tightly and felt her stomach churning.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Xiaowen guessed that she was carsick and comforted her, "We'll be there soon, just bear with it."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything when she smelled the scent of laundry detergent on his military uniform, which was particularly refreshing. She simply turned her head and buried her face in his uniform.

Jiang Xiaowen was startled, thinking she was going to vomit on him, and quickly said, "Don't vomit."

Jiang Yan took this in consideration, buried her face in his chest and nodded.

When the person next to him heard this, he quickly called out to the front: "There's a little girl who's carsick. Can someone pass me a bag?"

Otherwise, if the little girl couldn't help but vomit into the car, the smell in the car would be ruined.

By then, everyone in the car will vomit.

The person in front immediately pulled out a small black bag and passed it over, and the lady wanted to give it to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Xiaowen, who was protecting Jiang Yan, freed his hand to take it. His other hand was originally holding the ring inside the car. After thinking for a while, he took Jiang Yan and squeezed to the side of the car.

Seeing that he was in military uniform, the people in the car guessed that Jiang Yan, whom he was carrying, was prone to motion sickness, so they squeezed and shoved each other to make way for the two of them.

"Okay, let's go to the window and enjoy the breeze for a while."

Jiang Xiaowen said as he stuffed his pocket into hers: "If you really can't help it, spit into your pocket."

A young woman who was also registering with her child said, "If you really can't help it, spit out the window, but don't spit in the car."

Jiang Yan: “…”

"You guys are going to Liufeng No. 1 Middle School, right?"

"Yes, I'll take my sister to register." Jiang Xiaowen nodded, "She's in her third year of high school. She'll take the college entrance exam next year."

"The brother and sister are really good-looking, unlike my stubborn and stubborn one with bumpy looks."

Seeing these two good-looking siblings in the car, she felt her mood instantly brightened up.

Although the younger sister looked better, looking at Jiang Xiaowen in his military uniform, the female comrades felt that the tall and straight young man in the uniform looked better.

The main bonus is the green military uniform.

The woman patted the naughty child beside her, who was about eleven or twelve years old and looked like a middle school student.

"But he's smart, and he went to Liufeng No. 1 Middle School."

She spoke with some pride, obviously proud of her naughty child.

Jiang Xiaowen said very politely, "This child looks smart. He's still young and hasn't fully developed yet. He will definitely be handsome when he grows up."

His praise touched people's hearts, and the woman comrade became even more excited and said:

"His father isn't good-looking, but this child's features are more like mine. He won't be much worse for looks when he grows up."

Jiang Yan was already carsick, and there were many people talking in the car. Listening to their noise made her feel even more uncomfortable.

The words of the two people closest to her seemed to be magnified a hundred times in her mind.

She really couldn't stand it anymore, so she suppressed the nausea in her throat, grabbed Jiang Xiaowen's sleeve and shouted:

"elder brother……"

To be honest, this was the first time Jiang Xiaowen heard his sister call him like this this summer. He quickly lowered his head and asked:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling nauseous? Why don't we get off at the next stop and rest for a while before waiting for the next bus."

"You have to take the exam. If you waste time, you might not be able to finish the test."

Otherwise, there is no need to rush to squeeze into the bus.

"You are noisy."

Jiang Yan shook her head and took a deep breath by the window, but the scorching hot wind didn't make her feel much more comfortable.

She turned her head and leaned on Jiang Xiaowen, but still felt that the fresh and cool smell of laundry detergent on the military uniform was better.

"You two siblings have a pretty good relationship, but your sister is so clingy. No. 1 Middle School is coming soon, so let this girl be patient for a while."

Jiang Xiaowen smiled, and his tone unconsciously carried some of the smugness and boasting that the woman comrade had just said:

"She's a little clingy when she's feeling down."

Although he only stuck to her this time, most of the time she would just ignore him unless he called her name.

But this time it was enough to make Jiang Xiaowen proud and happy.

After saying this, he stopped talking, one hand resting on the car window frame and the other hand protecting Jiang Yan.

He stood firmly in the car, as still as a mountain.

Try to sway less so that Jiang Yan, who is leaning against you, won't sway as much either.

I guess it will be more comfortable.

At this time, Jiang Xiaowen also felt that it would be nice to have a car of his own.

If he bought a bicycle, he could carry people and wouldn't have to take Jiang Yan on such a crowded bus. She was prone to motion sickness.

Thinking that the house had been rented, Jiang Xiaowen thought that the bicycle could be arranged. After she finished her studies here, he would sell the bicycle second-hand.

Otherwise, if I go to pick up Jiang Yan from school during the holidays, won’t I have to squeeze into the bus if I don’t want to walk?

Why not go pick her up on a bike?

The bus finally arrived at Liufeng No. 1 Middle School, and a lot of people got off here.

Jiang Yan and the others did not squeeze in the front. They waited until there were no more people getting off the bus at the back, and a large space inside the bus suddenly became empty. Then Jiang Xiaowen hurriedly took her out of the bus.

It was already past nine, almost ten o'clock.

The weather was still hot. It hadn't rained in Xiaoyu City for more than half a month. Getting out of the car felt like stepping from one furnace to another.

The overwhelming heat wave made Jiang Yan stand there in a daze for a moment. Jiang Xiaowen saw her extremely unhappy expression and said, "There's a popsicle vendor at the school gate. Let's go buy a couple."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yan, who had been trying not to vomit in the car, vomited instantly.

Fortunately, I took the small bag from the car.

Jiang Xiaowen quickly patted her on the back. Near the bus stop, an old man was walking towards them with a backpack on his back and the iron in his hands was clanging loudly.