Especially because of a few strangers.

The girl looked guilty and immediately sat back down.

Seeing that she didn't move, the train conductor became even angrier and started punching and kicking the old man on the ground, stepping on him with one foot and shouting.

"We act in accordance with the rules and regulations, which are all required by our superiors."

"If any of you are not satisfied, just step forward."

"Hmph, you think you can't be dealt with, you little punks!"

Seeing that the elderly man was about to faint, the train attendant still refused to stop. If this continued, the elderly man would die.

Song Qinghe was a little angry and decided to think of a way to save the person.

We can't just watch him die.

Fortunately, at this moment, the young man in the upper bunk spoke up.

"Train conductor, if you keep hitting him, he'll die. Do you want to get yourself into legal trouble?"

"He was just sent here to be sent to a labor camp, not to be your slave. If you beat him to death, it will be hard to explain."

The young man's two sentences successfully stopped the train conductor from doing anything.

The train conductor paused slightly, realizing there was some truth to what he said; after all, he wasn't a policeman.

If they were to die by their own hand, that would be a real problem.

At the very least, he can forget about continuing in this position; he might even have to spend a few more years in jail.

These intellectuals are all incredibly capable!

Thinking of this, the train conductor deliberately spat at them a few times and said arrogantly, "I'll let you off the hook for today, but you'd better know your place and not do any more evil! Otherwise, hehe."

As he spoke, he grabbed the four people who were still standing and pulled them outside.

As for the one lying on the ground, they simply ignored it, acting as if it were none of their business.

Song Qinghe felt angry just looking at it. Putting herself in their shoes, who doesn't have family?

If her grandparents were harassed like that, Song Qinghe would definitely explode.

Song Qinghe felt miserable just thinking about it. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she quickly took out two pieces of fruit candy from her pocket and held them in her hand.

This thing can be a lifesaver when you have low blood sugar.

The old man was still lying on the ground, and the people around him looked at each other, but no one went over to help him up.

The young man on the upper bunk is coming down, seemingly intending to go and help.

Song Qinghe quickly said, "Comrade, you don't need to come down, I can do it."

As he spoke, he walked over and helped the old man up, handing him two fruit candies.

The old man noticed and looked at her with surprise.

Song Qinghe shook her head slightly and said, "Grandpa, are you alright?"

After realizing what had happened, the old man immediately said, "It's alright, you..."

The train conductor had already taken the four elderly people away and was standing at the other end of the carriage. Seeing them standing there talking, he was a little annoyed and said irritably, "Aren't you coming over here? Are you dead?"

"And you, a young girl like you, meddling in other people's business. Aren't you afraid of getting your comeuppance!"

"I'm a good person, and good people don't get punished. But you, evil people will get their comeuppance. You'd better be careful."

Song Qinghe smiled slightly and said neither humbly nor arrogantly that she did not want to cause trouble, but when trouble came to her, she was definitely not a coward.

Take life and death lightly; if you're not convinced, then fight.

Aren't we all just worthless lives?

Since things are already like this, Song Qinghe doesn't mind if they get even worse. It doesn't matter, whatever.

The train conductor instinctively wanted to retort to Song Qinghe, but remembering what the young man had said earlier, he refrained from doing so.

Never mind, let's take them to the next carriage.