80 military doctor's little wife

Then the woman sat down with her child in her arms, pulled the quilt and sat down. It was just like her own ticket and her own bunk, which made people feel disgusted.

At this time, another person came. Just as she was about to sit down, the woman's mouth was like a machine gun, and she said very quickly.

You didn't see a child. You didn't see my child fell just now. My child needs to rest. What's wrong with my child? My child is so sick. My child is so sick.

It seems that she is the only one with children, not without them.

Soon after, Qin ziye came.

And he was followed by a man. Tang Yuxin looked up and saw that the man was still wearing a newspaper. On the newspaper, there was a sign with the words "conductor".

This man is the conductor.

"Check the ticket," the conductor said to the attendant.

The conductor went straight to the woman

"Please show me the ticket." the woman's face changed.

She's squeaking. She won't take it.

"My child just fell..."

"There are many people who have fallen, and you are not the only one who has children. Hurry up." the conductor is also impatient, and is about to squeeze to death. She will have to check other people's tickets later. Now it's Spring Festival transportation, and everyone takes care of their families. In the past, people without tickets were not allowed to enter the sleeper, but now, people can't squeeze through, Therefore, sometimes we turn a blind eye to it. We all know it well, but we can't directly occupy other people's shops with such shamelessness. They buy it with money.

Women still don't give the baby.

"Please give me the ticket," the conductor's tone is not very good, if you do not give me the ticket again, we have the right to drive you off the train.

As soon as the woman heard that she was about to be driven off the train, her face changed. She felt in her pocket for a long time, and then she came out with a crumpled ticket.

The conductor took the ticket directly.

Then she said to almost all the women, "when did you get this ticket?"

The woman turned her face and didn't speak. It was playing dead to the end.

"Everyone is working so hard to buy tickets. It's not you who go home alone. Everyone is going home. Even if you escape by yourself, you can still run to the sleeping car and occupy other people's berths."

"Please follow me to make up the ticket now, or get off at the next stop."

The woman's face was a little flustered. She stood up and moved her buttocks reluctantly. She had already occupied the lower berth of several stops.

The conductor knocked on the table again.

"Comrade, please give me your ticket."

The snoring continued,

"Comrade," said the conductor patiently, how could such a loud voice still not wake people up? It's deaf, can't you hear it?

The conductor came over and put his hand on the snoring man. Then he shook his hand. Please give us the ticket. We need to check the ticket.

The man's snoring still continues, but the conductor is still shaking him. At this time, it depends on whose endurance is high. Obviously, the arm can't twist the thigh on the train.

There should be an order for everything. Of course, the train has its own order.

It's order to buy a ticket to take a seat. Otherwise, everyone says that it's hard to get a ticket for the train. Now it's even harder to get a ticket. You don't have a ticket. Even if the train is empty, it's impossible to let you in. What's more, it's still spring festival transportation.

The man had to sit up and stop snoring, but his face was very bad, mixed with some guilt and embarrassment.

He took the ticket out of him.

The conductor brought it.

No sitting.

At that time, she was a little better than the woman just now. She didn't take a ticket that she didn't know where to pick up, so she wanted to deceive her. At least she bought a ticket, though she didn't have a seat.

"Please get out of the berth."

The conductor returned the ticket to the man.

Men can only stand up, and then go out, and then go to squeeze out, even people can not stand outside the hard car box.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin. It's our bad supervision."

The conductor apologized to Qin ziye.

"I understand. It's not your fault." Qin ziye is not unreasonable, "Spring Festival can be understood, after all, such people are still in the minority."

"Yes, yes," the conductor hastily echoed, and the conductor on one side hastily cleaned up the quilt, even the place where the child's shoes were trampled on was also photographed, folded and put away.

The conductor and the conductor are going to check other people's tickets again, and now they have to check them carefully. The sleeper tickets really need to be checked carefully, which means that this kind of thing may happen again.

"Come here," Qin ziye held out his hand to Tang Yuxin. Tang Yuxin walked over. Although he was in good spirits, his eyes were fighting.

"Sleep for a while," Qin ziye knew that she was tired, so he didn't say anything to her. First, let her sleep.

"OK," Tang Yuxin nodded her head, and she already lay down. As soon as she lay down, no matter it was a train or anywhere, she was already sleepy. Qin ziye covered the quilt for him. In fact, not to mention Tang Yuzhu, even his own was very tired.

He also went to the opposite bunk and lay down. He just lay down. When he was about to go to sleep, he opened his eyes. He always felt that in the bumpy train, he would fall down at any time.

Although I know I won't, I always have such worries. After all, such places can't give people too much sense of security.

When Tang Yuxin opened his eyes, what he saw was Qin ziye's tangle when he opened his eyes. He was very sleepy, but he didn't dare to sleep.

She sat up, took a book and came over.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Qin ziye gave her a smile and then straightened her hair with his hand.

"I can't sleep. It's noisy. I'll talk about it at night." when Tang Yuxin sat down with Qin ziye, he also began to read books. Qin ziye lay down again and fell asleep with the bumps of the train, but there was no discomfort like falling down at any time.

Tang Yuxin closes the book. She turns around and looks at Qin ziye like this. At this time, he is still a picturesque man when he is asleep. At this time, he is quiet and harmless.

And Tang Yuxin knows that no one in the world is harmless. You will never know what kind of mind he has and what kind of calculation he has.

And usually the more harmless it is, the more terrifying it is.

In fact, she didn't know much about Qin ziye.