Zhao Yazhi also bought one.

Although Sister Fang brought a lot of dry food, she probably wanted to eat something hot, so she suggested to her husband that they also buy two boxed lunches.

"You're just buying shit to eat. You feel itchy when you see people pooping. You're comparing yourself to them, but you don't even take a piss to look at yourself. How can you compare?"

I don’t know if it was because he was in a bad mood because he lost the card game, but Sister Fang’s husband got very angry at Sister Fang. Sister Fang’s son was so scared that he nestled in Sister Fang’s arms and didn’t dare to say a word. Sister Fang lowered her head, her eyes were a little red, and she didn’t dare to mention the matter of buying lunch boxes again.

Yun Mo and Zhao Yazhi, who were sitting opposite and preparing to eat, felt very embarrassed.

Because of this incident, Yun Mo had no more communication with Sister Fang's family throughout the rest of the journey.

Yun Mo didn't take it to heart. They were just passers-by and they would probably never see each other again after getting off the bus.

After a nap, Yun Mo found an English version of a classic masterpiece to pass the time.

Ling Chuan sat next to her, also flipping through a book in his hand. Yun Mo took a look and found that it was a book on business management that she had bought for him before.

The book is a bit old, with curled edges at the corners, obviously it is often carried around and read.

"Have you finished reading all the books I bought for you?"

Hearing her words, Ling Chuan turned his head and said, "Almost done, there is still one book I haven't read yet."

"Then I'll buy you a few more when we get back."

"good."

Seeing Ling Chuan's eyes fall on the English original in her hand, Yun Mo's heart moved slightly, "Ling Chuan, do you want to learn English?"

Ling Chuan looked stunned and embarrassed, "I haven't learned it."

Yun Mo was a little surprised, "Didn't you learn English when you were in school?"

Ling Chuan shook his head. "When I was in school, there was no English teacher in the school, so there was no English class."

Yes, Lingchuan was studying in the early 1970s. The college entrance examination had not yet been resumed. The whole country was busy with production and construction and filling their stomachs. No one had the time to learn English.

“In fact, English is very simple. First, remember the 26 English letters, and then learn the phonetic symbols. There are 44 phonetic symbols. After you have learned these two, you can start to memorize some simple words and practice short sentences.

For example, my name is Momo, in English you can say I am momo, I is me, momo is my name, isn’t it simple? "

Ling Chuan nodded.

"Then try saying it with your own name."

It was Lingchuan’s first time speaking English and he spoke haltingly, but at least he spoke complete sentences.

Afterwards, Yun Mo taught him a few other daily spoken words.

One was teaching and the other was learning. Time passed quickly and it was evening in the blink of an eye.

The train stopped at a small station where vendors were selling oranges on the platform.

After teaching English for an entire afternoon, Yun Mo felt thirsty. Seeing the round, orange-yellow tangerines, she couldn't help but feel a little greedy.

"I want to eat oranges."

"Wait for me in the car, I'll buy it for you."

“…”

Yun Mo suspected that the man was taking advantage of her, but she had no evidence.

The oranges were bought quickly and filled into a large net bag. The cool scent of oranges filled the air, which was so pleasant to smell.

Yun Mo handed two to Zhao Yazhi above her, thought for a moment, and then took three and gave them to Sister Fang opposite her.

Sister Fang subconsciously refused, "No, no..."

"Here, take it. It'll save me from having to carry it out of the car when you're done. It's pretty heavy."

"Thank you."

Sister Fang took it gratefully, her expression showing a bit of embarrassment, "I made you laugh at me this afternoon. The child's father was in a bad mood and couldn't control his temper for a while."

In comparison, Ling Chuan is much better. Although he has a cold temper, he never takes it out on women and never loses his temper.

Yun Mo picked a big orange and was about to peel it when Ling Chuan handed the peeled orange to her.

"Wife, your hands are dirty from peeling oranges, so eat this instead."

Yun Mo took the peeled orange and handed him the big orange she had just picked.

The oranges are a bit sour, but maybe it’s because we’ve been stuck in the car for too long, so eating something sour can really refresh our minds and stimulate our appetite.

After eating oranges, the conductor pushed the dining car and started selling lunch boxes.

Thinking of the taste of the lunch box at noon, Yun Mo really couldn't muster up an appetite. Instead, she missed the instant noodles of various flavors in her previous life.

In fact, there are instant noodles in this era, but the instant noodles of this era are just in the initial stage of development. Both the taste and texture are far different from those of the previous generation. Moreover, they are packaged, and you need to bring your own lunch box and chopsticks to make them.

"Yun Mo, let's go to the dining car to eat."

Just when Yun Mo was worrying about what to eat in the evening, Zhao Yazhi, who was on the upper bunk, leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Yun Mo wanted to go, but someone had to look after her luggage.

Seeing her hesitation and entanglement, Ling Chuan took the initiative to say, "Wife, you guys go to the dining car to eat, I'll be waiting in the carriage."

"Then find something to eat first, and I'll pack it for you later."

"Um."

Although the dining car is simply decorated, the menu has a rich variety of dishes.

There were all kinds of stir-fried dishes, dumplings, noodles, buns and steamed buns. Yun Mo ordered one or two taels of beef noodles, and Zhao Yazhi ordered two taels of dumplings.

The taste is not that great, but it is definitely better than boxed lunches. The only problem is that it is very expensive.

One ounce of beef noodles costs one dollar, and two ounces of dumplings costs one dollar and fifty cents.

Yun Mo packed a portion of twice-cooked pork, a portion of three-fresh meat slices, and three taels of rice for Ling Chuan, a total of 4.5 yuan.

Seeing that the two dishes she packed were both meat dishes, Zhao Yazhi couldn't help but joked, "You are really generous to your husband. You only eat one or two noodles, but you ordered two delicious dishes for him."

"He usually eats a lot, and the box lunch is tasteless and oily, so it's useless to eat it."

"That's right. The lunch box at noon was really bad. If I wasn't afraid of wasting it, I really wouldn't want to eat a single bite. And Fang Jie's husband was also very rude. He made me lose my appetite. Such a grown man can't even afford to lose a few chicken legs. It's speechless."

Yun Mo didn't know what to say, so she could only comfort him, "Don't think about it, you won't see him after you get off the bus anyway."

I don’t know if it’s because I slept too much during the day, or because we were getting closer to An City, but Yun Mo was particularly energetic and didn’t feel sleepy even after 9 o’clock in the evening.

Zhao Yazhi didn't sleep either. She was lying on the middle bunk, flipping through a magazine and chatting with her from time to time.

Ling Chuan started reading a book while sitting next to her, but he closed his eyes after a while and the book in his hand slid onto the bunk.

"Lingchuan."

Hearing her shout, Ling Chuan opened his eyes with a start, "Wife..."

Yun Mo patted his shoulder and said, "Lie down and take a nap."

"What about you?"

The man's sleepy black eyes stared at her blankly, like a big dog, cute and docile.

Yun Mo couldn't help but stretched out her hand and rubbed the man's head, "I'm not sleepy yet, I'll go to sleep later."

"Wife, I'll lie down for a while. Call me if you need anything."

"Um."

(End of this chapter)