Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 47 Dedication for nothing, not a traitor or a thief!

There is always a mixed bag of people on the train.

Anya and He Dongyang bought standing tickets, and those who didn't have a seat could only squeeze and stand in the aisle connecting the two carriages.

After finally arriving at the next stop, there were many people getting off the bus, and the aisle was a little loose. He Dongyang quickly took out the newspaper and put it on the ground:
"Xiaoya, sit here for a while. There were a lot of people getting off the train just now. I'll run around in a few cars to see if there are any available seats."

Standing all the way to the city like this is a disadvantage for people, not to mention that they have to rely on two legs to run in the market when they arrive in the city.

There are people and carts coming and going in the aisle, and it is close to the toilet, so the smell is not good. It is best to find an empty seat to sit and take a breather.

Take a long-distance bus to try your luck, and sometimes you can pick up a leak.

Anya nodded to let He Dongyang go, and took out a copy of "Three Hundred Tang Poems" from her satchel and read it.

I haven't read this kind of book for many years. I have this spare time to review it. It can not only consolidate my Chinese extracurricular knowledge, but also pass the time.

Just as Anya was fascinated by the sight, someone kicked her foot on the ground. When she looked up, a middle-aged woman in her 50s looked at her with guilt on her face:

"Little girl, I'm really sorry, I didn't see it when I walked by just now, did it hurt your feet?"

The middle-aged woman was well-dressed, with crisp clothes, thin black eyebrows, bright lipstick on her mouth, and a shiny brass bracelet on her hand.

Now the trend of fashion and beauty has just emerged, and many women don’t know what kind of dress is right for them. If you draw black eyebrows and red lips, you will feel like a little fairy girl...

In fact, there is no responsibility for the value of appearance, and the bloody mouth is drawn, it is not as good as plain makeup!

Although the other party was dressed in a hot-eyed manner, he had a good attitude and a sincere tone of voice. Anya pinched her palm silently and smiled: "Auntie, it's okay. My feet are free. I'm sorry."

Sitting on the ground with a newspaper on the ground, it was too difficult to sit cross-legged all the time, so Anya stretched her feet out a little, thinking that if someone came and walked around, she would stop her feet, but she was so fascinated by reading a book that she didn't pay attention at all. until someone came.

The middle-aged woman is obviously the right person to talk to: "The little girl looks very handsome, how about your adults?"

Anya was indifferent to this kind of familiarity, she smiled politely and shook her head, then lowered her head to read again.

Ordinary people would see her introverted and cautious, alienated and indifferent, and most of them would leave with interest, but the middle-aged woman knelt down and approached Anya with more enthusiasm: "Oh, you are still reading, where are you studying now? Was the class good?"

Seeing that Anya just said "hmm" and ignored herself, the middle-aged woman reached out and took out a piece of bread from her bag: "Don't just focus on reading, come here, Auntie has bread here, you can eat it. "

Bread is a good thing these days. Families with conditions in the city only give their children bread and milk for breakfast every day. They think this is foreign.

If you put it in the village, you don't even want to eat a bite all year round. Who would want to spend money on something that is expensive and has no two bites?
The bread is very fresh, although it is a little flattened in the bag, but it still exudes a tempting aroma when you take it out.

The other party stuffed the bread into her hand, Anya raised her head and glanced at her, waved her hand and resolutely declined: "Thank you, I don't want it."

Are you kidding, don’t eat food from strangers outside, this is one of the anti-abduction truths, okay, what does this person mean by taking a piece of bread and trying to stuff it to her so enthusiastically, it can’t be that there is actually something added to the bread Bar!
Seeing that Anya was not tempted at all, and she resolutely refused to take it, the middle-aged woman reproached familiarly:
"You child, why are you being polite to your aunt? You are a little girl, and you have to be careful when you come out alone. It is also right for your aunt to take care of you."

Such a cold face, this person still wants to post it?Anya frowned, and her heart turned around.

"By the way, what's your name, little girl? Where are you going?"

"My surname is Shen, and my name is Jin Bing, Jin from Jinzi, Bingxue from Bingxue. Auntie, please call me Xiaobing."

The little girl took the initiative to say her name, and the woman immediately crawled along the pole like a snake: "Xiaobing, don't sit in this cold place. Auntie bought a sleeper ticket. There are berths in the back compartment. Auntie will take you there to rest."

For "sardines" who do not have a seat ticket and are happy to sit on a piece of ground in the carriage, the temptation to lie down on a sleeper berth is too great!

Anya no longer ignored her, and when she raised her head, there was surprise in her eyes: "Auntie, which carriage are you taking?"

"In carriage 22, our carriage is much more comfortable than this one. Xiaobing, don't sit on the cold floor here, go, go over there with your aunt and sit.

It’s okay for you to lie down on the bunk for a while when you’re tired from reading. You tell Auntie which stop to get off at, and Auntie will wake you up when the time comes. "

The section where Anya was staying was in the No. 11 car. Whether it was getting hot water or going to the toilet, this woman ran over from the No. 22 sleeper car. It's not too far away.

Looking for someone?Hehe, what's the point of not rushing to look for it, just squatting here and chatting with her if you have nothing to do, and even urging her to follow?
Hehe, you are too courteous, you have to come up with a hot face to stick to her cold ass?If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal!
The middle-aged woman was ready to explain why she came to the No. 11 carriage, but Anya stood up obediently and put away the newspaper without asking a word.

The middle-aged woman was secretly delighted, and quickly grabbed Anya's hand and walked back.

This little girl's hands are still a bit rough, and she is probably used to doing work in the countryside. Fortunately, her face looks good, especially her eyes...

From car No. 11 to car No. 22, you have to go through car No. 13, dining car.

Many people who get on the train first and then make up for the fare, just order a meal on the dining car and sit down to eat, and then sit until they get off. Anyway, the car will not be cleared in advance before the terminal, so there are many cars in the 13th car. people.

As soon as Anya entered the No. 13 car, she broke free from the middle-aged woman's hand: "Auntie, are you hungry? I can't sit in your berth for nothing. It's almost noon now, I'll buy you two meals Bar."

The food on the train is expensive, and most people are reluctant to part with it. They will buy it from the peddlers on the platform when the train is approaching the station. I didn't expect that Xiaobing had some money on her...

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, nodded, and let Anya squeeze to the front of the dining table like a loach.

When the middle-aged woman squeezed past, Anya had already held two sets of rice in her hand: "Auntie, come quickly, the food won't taste good if it's cold."

Turning around while talking, the chopsticks on the lunch box touched the person next to him and fell off with a "click".

"Oh, why are you still trampled dirty? Auntie, wait for me, I'll wash it!" Anya bent down and picked up the chopsticks, dropped a few words and quickly squeezed past a few people to leave.

I don't know if it was intentional or I forgot, the two meals in my hand were not placed on the dining table.

After passing those few people, there was a washbasin with a slight turn, but Anya didn't make any turns, and walked straight on the road.

"Xiaobing, Xiaobing! There are washing machines over there!"

The middle-aged woman hurriedly greeted her and wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by the staff at the dining table: "Hey, big sister, you haven't paid yet!"

(End of this chapter)