As night was about to fall, Fu Hongguo, who had already taken the train once, said that he no longer cared much about the scenery outside.
He was starting to get hungry, so he stood up and called out to Ning Jing, "Big Sister," telling her to get up and eat something to fill her stomach before going back to sleep.
After saying that, she took out some food from her bag; the biscuits smelled sweet.
The person opposite, who was originally trying to sleep but had nowhere to sleep, could only lean against their own mother and doze off.
The two children woke up immediately upon smelling the sweet aroma of the cookies.
Seeing the cookies in Fu Hongguo's hand, they couldn't help but start making a fuss.
"I want cookies, I want cookies..."
The older one broke free from its mother's hand and, while yelling, reached out to grab the mochi and biscuits that Fu Hongguo had just taken out of the box.
Ning Jing actually dislikes this kind of sweet.
The main reason, of course, is the fear of gaining weight.
However, I dare not say these words out loud.
Being able to gain weight is a blessing, because it means your family is eating well.
If someone can eat well, how could they not have some family wealth?
Fu Hongguo loves sweets, but he used to only get to eat a few when he bought candy for his younger sisters.
Judging from his own experience, he assumed that his sister-in-law must also like sweets.
Unexpectedly, Ning Jing, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by Fu Hongguo and was in a very bad mood, which is commonly known as being grumpy when she wakes up.
Before she could even get angry, she heard a child's sharp voice coming from under the bed.
However, the sharp sound stopped abruptly when Fu Hongguo grabbed the hand that was reaching out.
Just as Fu Hongguo was about to put on a stern face and have a serious talk with the parents, the child's crying paused for a moment, then he looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, and cried loudly, the high decibels of which shocked everyone in the carriage.
In particular, the old lady Jin, who was originally lying on the upper bunk, sat up unhappily and glared at Ning Jing, who was lying on the opposite bed with a confused look on her face.
Then, with his triangular eyes looking down at Fu Hongguo, who was holding his grandson, his lips drooped down, and he looked utterly disdainful.
"Young man, the child can't tear himself away from food. Could you give him a couple of pieces to try? You don't need to grab his wrist so hastily. His bones are still tender! What if something happens to him?"
As Ning Jing gradually regained her senses, she heard the old woman's words and immediately burst into laughter in anger.
Although she herself did not like sweets, she knew that Fu Hongguo actually loved sweet things.
Actually, this is mainly because I suffered too much when I was young, and the impression of bitterness is too deep, which is why I am so attached to sweet things.
Even if Fu Hongguo doesn't like it, it doesn't mean that the other party's child can just casually reach out and take it.
Not to mention, this old lady had no self-awareness or manners whatsoever; she actually asked for it directly with a self-righteous and accusatory look on her face.
A child can be told he's too young to understand, but this old lady has lived most of her life, how can she not understand such a simple thing?
Obviously not. She clearly believes that Fu Hongxing, a grown man, being bullied like this, will definitely give something to her grandson, settle the matter, and then let it go.
Hearing his grandmother's words, Qian Jinbao became even more arrogant.
With one hand being held by Fu Hongguo, she used her other hand to grab the pastry directly.
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