"Boss Yan, let's stop here," Yang Xing said as he hoisted a seemingly small yet somewhat heavy bag over his shoulder and turned to Yan Fei.
His eyes were slightly red, his face showing a trace of fatigue from only getting two hours of sleep. However, his spirit was rather upbeat; he had been up all night talking with Yan Fei, and he was still a bit excited even now.
When villagers go to the county fair, they feel a kinship with those from the same village; when people from the county go to the city fair, they feel that everyone from the same county is a fellow countryman; when migrant workers meet someone from the same province, they feel a bond as strong as seeing a fellow countryman, both with tears in their eyes.
As someone who often travels abroad, upon seeing other Chinese people, they would forget the differences in status and feel that they have endless topics to discuss.
