"Your grandnephew won't tell his children?"

Kong Qi's eyes widened.

"And your great-nephews, great-nephews, great-nephews, great-nephews..."

The series of Sun characters made Kong Qi dizzy, and his mind was completely occupied by the Sun characters.

"In the end, won't it be passed down from generation to generation? Then one less son of yours won't make any difference, and one more grandson of yours won't make any more, right?" Gu Mingjing pressed on step by step and refused to give in.

The last sentence completely crushed Kong Qi's last persistence. "Yes, you are right. It has come to this. One less son of mine won't make any difference, and one more grandson of mine won't make any more." Kong Qi murmured to himself.

But five seconds later, he said with a look of grief and indignation: "Will I be such an unlucky image in the eyes of the younger generation in the future?" Every time his nephews and nieces listened to the story, they laughed out loud. The more unlucky he was, the happier they laughed. It makes people feel heartbroken just thinking about it.

But unfortunately, the younger son was still not as good as the older grandson. Whenever he was unwilling to tell stories, he would be suppressed by his old mother at home.

"You're stupid." Gu Mingjing looked at him with dismay, "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, my personal experience?" Kong Qi didn't understand why he asked this and answered tentatively.

"...No, think about it again." Gu Mingjing rejected.

If it wasn’t personal experience, what was it? Kong Qi was puzzled.

But another answer was given, "Those years on the train?"

"No." Gu Mingjing breathed hard and said harshly. The two words seemed to be spat out from between his teeth.

"'My Fantastic Adventures on the Train'?"

Gu Mingjing was no longer angry. He figured it out. He shouldn't play dumb with people who couldn't think straight. It would only make them look stupid.

So I gave a hint, "What is 'My Fantastic Adventures on the Train'? What did you first tell me your nephews and nieces wanted to hear?"

"What is "Those Years My Fantastic Adventures on the Train"? Is it... a book?" Kong Qi observed Gu Mingjing's expression out of the corner of his eye to judge whether what he said was right.

Seeing Gu Mingjing clench his fingers instantly, he trembled in fear.

Perhaps it was because oppression was motivation, he suddenly had an idea and said, "I see. It's a story, right? I originally said that my nephews and nieces wanted to hear me tell them adventure stories."

"You finally understand." Gu Mingjing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more tired than running five kilometers.

Kong Qi scratched his head and said, "But what does this have to do with my unlucky image?"

Gu Mingjing finally couldn't help himself and gave him a hard slap on the head.

"What's the connection? Let me ask you, telling a story, telling a story, who is telling the story?"

"I'll tell you." Kong Qi shrank back, rubbed his head, and answered in a low voice.

"Then let me ask you, whose story is being told, and who has the initiative?"

"This is my story, and I have the initiative." Kong Qi pondered it carefully, and suddenly said in surprise: "Brother Gu, I understand. You want me to make up stories and exaggerate, right?"

"What do you mean by fabrication and exaggeration? It's clearly artistic processing, okay?" Gu Mingjing glared at him.

"Artistic processing?" Kong Qi didn't understand.

Gu Mingjing said, "Let me give you a simple example. Have you ever tried to mediate a quarrel between a couple?"

Kong Qi nodded, "That's right."

"Did they reconcile in the end?" Gu Mingjing guided.

Kong Qi thought about it and realized that the couple was so scared that they stopped beating him immediately after they injured him. Later, they apologized to him repeatedly and never quarreled again. They left in peace.

This should mean they have reconciled. So Kong Qi nodded again, "Yes, they have reconciled."

"That's it, isn't it? A couple had a disagreement and started fighting on the train. At the critical moment, you stepped forward, saved a family on the verge of breaking up, and saved millions of people. What a great story, what a noble image." Gu Mingjing said.

Kong Qi: "...But they didn't fight each other, and their families weren't about to be broken up. I didn't save millions of people, did I?"

"Did they have any physical contact when they were arguing?" The train is so small that bumping into each other is inevitable.

"have."

"During their quarrel, did they ever say things like, 'If I had known I wouldn't have married you, get out of here,' and 'I'm taking the kids back to my parents'?" When they're arguing, harsh words are inevitable.

Kong Qi recalled and remembered that the female comrade seemed to have said, "I must have been blind to fall in love with you."

So he nodded again, "Yes."

"So if you don't persuade them, isn't it very likely that the quarrel between the two will get worse and worse, and eventually the family will be broken up?"

"…It's possible, but it's not certain. Maybe he just said something out of anger?"

"That's why I said it was on the verge of breaking, not already broken."

"...What about saving millions of people?" How could a quarreling couple be linked to millions of people? Did the couple realize how important they were?

Kong Qi quietly waited for Gu Mingjing's explanation, as if to say, "Let me see how you make it up."

However, Gu Mingjing didn't look embarrassed at all. He slapped his thigh and said, "That's even simpler. Let me ask you, are the couple well-off and do they both have their own jobs?" Who would spend money to take the train if they were not well-off?

Kong Qi thought of the information revealed by the two during their quarrel and nodded, "Yes, the man works at the steel plant, and the woman works at the state-owned restaurant."

"Since they all have their own jobs, if this argument isn't stopped in time and escalates, won't it affect their mood? Will a bad mood also affect their work?

If that man at the steel mill made a mistake at work, wouldn't that have serious consequences? Would his colleagues at the factory, and other companies that collaborated with the steel mill, also be affected?

And what about that female comrade working in the state-owned restaurant? If she makes a wrong order or miscalculates a price while working, will that also affect some less affluent families?

"And their families, their friends, their friends' families—if you expand it, aren't many people affected? You nipped this negative influence in the bud, didn't you save millions of people?" Gu Mingjing said righteously.

Kong Qi was confused by his series of rhetorical questions and could not help but follow his train of thought. In the end, he had only one thought: So, am I really that important?