Chapter 8 No one can resist the big meat buns with thin skin and rich fillings
Li Rong glanced at him indifferently and then looked away. He stood straight like a green pine tree, his eyes as sharp as torches, observing the platform environment alertly.
This time they are escorting a group of scientists, about ten of them, each of whom is the backbone of the team. He and his comrades must stay alert along the way and not make any mistakes.
Both groups were waiting for the train on the platform. Comrade Yang went over to greet Li Rong and showed him his work ID.
"I've been this route many times, so I know the conditions very well. If you need anything, just ask!"
"No need, you just need to restrain your people!"
Li Rong didn't give him any face and spoke in a serious tone.
He didn't trust anyone except the comrades he brought with him.
But the fierce woman in the mask is still trustworthy.
Comrade Yang hit a wall and came back with a lot of anger. Huang Jinxiang came over to offer him a cigarette, trying to curry favor with him.
"You want to corrupt me with your sugar-coated bullets? Don't play your evil tricks in front of me. Be honest!"
Comrade Yang frowned and gave him a severe scolding.
Huang Jinxiang's flattery backfired, and he had to smile apologetically after being scolded, looking embarrassed.
"Woo~~~"
The sound of the whistle came from far away, and then a thick white smoke rose, and the train entered the station.
The huge locomotive was belching thick smoke and slowly stopped. A worker in railway uniform stood in front of the locomotive, holding a shovel in his hand and shoveling coal into the boiler.
Luo Xinxin squeezed to the front and watched with great interest. This kind of old-fashioned train is basically no longer found in later generations. She had only seen it in movies and TV shows. Now seeing it with her own eyes was quite novel.
The doors of each carriage opened, the conductor got off the train, and the passengers on the platform boarded the train in an orderly manner.
Luo Xinxin and her group were in the hard seat compartment. It was already a bit hot in the south in June. The trains nowadays have no air conditioning and are just iron cans. As soon as Luo Xinxin got on the train, she was so overwhelmed by the intoxicating smell that she wanted to get off.
The smell of sweat, feet, tea eggs, scallion pancakes, leek boxes, garlic, etc., formed a smell comparable to that of India. Luo Xinxin was extremely grateful that she wore a mask, which at least blocked half of the smell.
"It stinks, old man, let's buy our own berths!"
Old Mrs. Luo covered her nose tightly, almost vomiting from the fumes.
"Stop talking. Do you want to accuse me of hedonism again?"
Luo Weian's face darkened, and he felt quite disgusted with his wife. Even at this time, he still hadn't faced the reality. He was really stupid.
Luo Xinxin supported Old Lady Luo this time. In such a smelly carriage with hard seats, she was afraid that she would lose her life before reaching the northwest.
She had to find a way to get to the sleeper car.
Luo Xinxin's seat was by the window, and her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the window. She turned her head and was startled by the crowd of people outside.
The car window had been half opened by someone outside, and a child's head was forced in.
"Don't push it in, the child will get hurt!"
Luo Xinxin wanted to push the baby out, as forcing it in would easily break its head.
"Girl, help me!"
Most of the child's body was in. Luo Xinxin was afraid of hurting the child, so she didn't dare to use force. While she was distracted, the child climbed onto the table. He was a boy of four or five years old.
Then two luggage bags were stuffed in, and then a woman came in, who was the child's mother, and finally the child's father came in, and the family of three successfully got on the car.
"Thank you!"
The couple kept thanking them, and although everyone was dissatisfied, they didn't say anything.
Then many more people squeezed in through the windows, and even when the train started moving, there were still people hanging on the train, trying to get in.
"Help me, give me a hand!"
The man, with half of his body stuck outside, shouted for help to the people in the carriage. Luo Weian pulled him and the man successfully climbed in.
"Thank you!"
The man thanked Luo Weian and then left in a hurry. No one knew where the family of three who had come in earlier had gone.
"They are all fare dodgers, playing hide-and-seek with the conductor!"
Huang Jinxiang saw through it immediately. When he was a small purchasing agent, he had done this kind of thing in order to earn travel expenses. He knew the tricks very well!
Luo Xinxin was deeply impressed and experienced for the first time the difficulties of this era.
Unlike her time, there are airplanes and high-speed trains to travel, and as long as you have money, you can go to space.
"Xinxin, open the window wider! I'm going to vomit!"
Old Mrs. Luo covered her mouth tightly, stuck her head out of the window, and started vomiting.
I vomited all the egg pancakes and porridge I had in the morning.
"Ouch... I can't survive..."
Old Mrs. Luo leaned weakly against the back of the chair, her face pale. She had lived a life of luxury for most of her life, and suddenly fell from the clouds into the mud. She really couldn't bear it.
Luo Weian applied cooling oil to her and advised: "Close your eyes and rest. Don't think too much."
"Old man, I really don't want to live anymore!"
Old Mrs. Luo cried and acted like a spoiled child, saying that she couldn't stand the suffering and wanted to sleep in a sleeper berth.
"Jump from here and be done with it!"
Luo Xinxin became impatient and pushed the car window all the way down, looking at Old Lady Luo coldly.
People in their fifties and sixties can't bear any hardship. They cry at the slightest provocation and it's annoying to listen to them.
"Do you still have a conscience? I'm your grandmother!"
"You have no conscience. If you want to die, jump now. If you don't want to jump, shut up!"
Luo Xinxin scolded coldly, saying that she must not be nice to the old woman and must suppress her ruthlessly like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Old Mrs. Luo didn't dare to whimper anymore. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.
"To be disobedient and unfilial to one's elders is simply treasonous!"
An unpleasant voice rang out. It was that of a middle school teacher who wrote reactionary poetry. His surname was Mei.
Old Mrs. Luo gave him an approving look, which was simply her mouthpiece.
"You are filial, come, you can be her great-grandson!"
Luo Xinxin stood up and gave him her seat.
"You...you are simply being unreasonable!"
The man stuttered with anger.
"You're so filial, why are you writing reactionary poetry? Your parents are still here, but you've left them for the long journey. Who knows, by the time you return, they'll be buried in a grave. You possess neither loyalty nor filial piety, so how dare you criticize me?"
Luo Xinxin's mouth was like a machine gun, scolding the man so badly that he had no chance to refute.
"You...you are talking nonsense. My parents are alive and well!"
Teacher Mei was so angry that her voice became hoarse.
"Having a disloyal and unfilial son like you makes me so angry I'm going to die!"
Luo Xinxin's every word could make her lungs bleed. Teacher Mei raised her fist in anger and wanted to teach her a lesson, but was stopped by Huang Jinxiang and Tu Zhigang.
"A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way!"
Luo Xinxin walked up to him, rolled her eyes, and walked away with her head held high.
"Don't stop me, I must teach her a lesson today..."
Behind him was the man's angry roar and Huang Jinxiang's exhortation.
"What are you arguing about? Just be still!"
Comrade Guo stood up and shouted sternly, and the crowd immediately quieted down.
Huang Jinxiang sat down in Luo Xinxin's seat and whispered to Luo Weian, "Your granddaughter has a very bad temper. This kind of temper will easily lead to her suffering. You need to persuade her."
"How can I persuade him? This child doesn't listen to me at all."
Luo Weian smiled bitterly. Now his granddaughter had the final say in the family, and he didn't dare to say anything too harsh, for fear that after he went to the northwest, his granddaughter would really ignore him.
"You guys are really..."
Huang Jinxiang shook his head. It was the first time he saw someone who was so afraid of his granddaughter. He really confused the hierarchy and the old and the young.
Luo Xinxin found the conductor of the sleeper car and spent three meat buns to find out that there were still empty beds in the sleeper car. She could ask the conductor to buy a sleeper ticket, but she had to get the consent of Comrade Yang and Comrade Guo.
In fact, as long as Comrade Yang agrees, Comrade Guo will listen to him.
Luo Xinxin bought ten listening-heart cards in the mall. She was rewarded with points for talking to people along the way. She now has more than 200 points and is quite wealthy.
"Comrade Yang, Comrade Guo, you've worked hard on the journey. Have a meat bun!"
Luo Xinxin stuffed a meat bun into each of them. The bun was bigger than an adult's fist, and the oil from the meat filling oozed out, making people salivate.
"Don't engage in these evil practices!"
Although Comrade Yang scolded him, Roubao did not refuse.
Luo Xinxin raised the corners of her mouth. It turned out that in this era, no one could resist a big meat bun with thin skin and rich fillings.
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