Let's see if there's anything else we can do to help these two?"
What the hell is a deaf-mute? We were having such a happy chat just now.
"Ticket check, everyone take out your tickets."
"Comrade conductor, two deaf-mute girls over there need additional tickets. People with disabilities should be cared for by everyone."
Brother Ning took the money and looked at the conductor sincerely. He was waiting to see how much money he would have to pay. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he was sure that those two people were going to be in trouble.
"You two are pretending to be disabled and trying to evade the fare by pretending to be deaf and dumb? You are dressed like decent people, how could you do such a thing? Comrade, you have been deceived by them. At the last stop, two of you were occupying seats in the sleeper berth.
"Catch them during ticket checking and take them to the front to buy tickets. They'll be gone in a blink of an eye. If anyone wants to hide here again, hurry up and follow me! If you try to use tricks again, I'll catch you two, no matter who you are."
He didn't even check the tickets, grabbed their arms, and took them to the duty room in front. Sitting down, Jiang Cha asked quietly
"Brother Ning, you can also speak sign language? That's amazing!"
As he said this, he gave him a thumbs up and was full of admiration.
"How could I possibly be that good? I just figured out they were fake, so I was just making random gestures. Those two were just chatting, so why were they pretending? Am I really that good?"
I admire you so much. When it comes to making up stories, you are the best. You are the one who talks nonsense in a serious manner.
I looked up, ready to compliment him again, but ended up bumping my chin. It didn't hurt, just a little awkward. When had they sat so close? Any closer and I'd be practically in his lap, so I quickly rubbed my butt away to keep my distance.
"You go sit inside. You'll bump into each other's arms later if you sit outside. There's no one to squeeze you in there. Sit tight and I'll shell peanuts for you."
How did he manage to act so calmly? Was he wrong? Did he not have that talent?
At this time, the hand that was peeling the peanuts clenched into a fist, and he continued to work with the peanuts as if nothing had happened.
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