At the moment the RV door opened, the elderly man couldn't help but pause.
The interior was spacious and bright, decorated with elegance and comfort. It was equipped with a sofa, bed, and small dining table, completely unlike the cars he had imagined. It was more like a mobile home.
He felt a bit awkward at first, standing at the doorway, unsure where to place his hands and feet. He held the plastic bag tightly against his chest, fearing he might accidentally dirty the clean and tidy interior.
"Sir, please, have a seat. Don't just stand there."
Taozi smiled at him, taking a bottle of mineral water from a cabinet beside her, unscrewing the cap, and handing it to him.
"Have a sip of water and take a break."
The elderly man took the water, thanking her profusely, then sat cautiously at the edge of the sofa, perched on half a seat, leaning forward slightly, exhibiting a noticeable restraint.
