But there happened to be a cousin from Guangxi who was wearing glasses and was very happy to hear it, and he would add some "firewood" from time to time.
But after hearing his cousin constantly praising Guangxi rice noodles, Zhang Hongcheng finally couldn't stand it anymore.
People from Hunan can be more polite to their friends from Jiangxi when it comes to spicy food, but when it comes to rice noodles, they really can’t give in to their cousins from Guangxi!
The dispute over rice noodles extended all the way from Shanhaiguan to Lugou Bridge.
After changing trains and continuing south, Zhang Hongcheng and his cousin from Guangxi Province were still on the same train.
Well, the dispute continues.
After changing trains in Hebei, the carriage returned to the crowdedness typical of that era.
The passengers, who had nothing to do and were huddled together, took part in the various arguments with great enthusiasm.
Now the two buyers are debating with each other.
One is from Guangdong Province and the other is from Fujian Province. They were arguing with each other over whose soup was better.
The trains of the 1970s were a microcosm of a small society.
Just when everyone was watching with great interest, the cousin from Guangxi province who was squeezed next to Zhang Hongcheng suddenly broke out in sweat on his forehead and rummaged around in his shirt and trouser pockets with his hands.
Zhang Hongcheng's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, there’s a thief!
"Quick, call the police!"
Zhang Hongcheng hurriedly opened the army green schoolbag hanging on his chest, took out a stack of banknotes, counted them, and then put the money back with peace of mind.
The people around him looked at his actions and thought that he must be a fool.
The conductor came over and was about to take my cousin from Guangxi Province to the connection between the carriages for questioning.
Suddenly, a scream came from beside Zhang Hongcheng.
I saw a small man with his mouth opened as wide as a goose egg and his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
One of his hands was trembling as he pulled it back from the schoolbag on Zhang Hongcheng's chest.
Two small mousetraps were trembling on his fingers...
One end of the mousetrap was connected to a piece of wool and tied to Zhang Hongcheng's schoolbag strap.
"The thief has been caught!!!"
“Beat him to death!!!”
Fighting thieves is a group movement that people enjoy watching.
The participation of the people is extremely high.
There was even an old man from Henan Province who jumped over six carriages just to use the shoulder pole inherited from his ancestors.
Unfortunately, this is the only thing worth mentioning along the way.
After a few days of confusion, Zhang Hongcheng's steps were a little unsteady when he got off the train.
So Zhang Yumin jumped over and hung around his neck, cheering, and the two siblings almost rolled under the train together.
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