Ye Wanying found it amusing, but the train had already started moving: "You two brothers want to argue another time, or should we put our luggage down first?"
Gao Ziyue glared at his younger brother with annoyance before carrying his luggage in.
The entire sleeper car had only four beds, which were bunk beds. Ye Wanying and the old lady each occupied a lower bunk, so the two upper bunks were obviously empty.
As the older brother, Gao Ziyue ultimately chose the upper bunk next to the old lady, while his younger brother would share a bunk with Sister Ying and the others.
Little did I expect that a series of bizarre things would happen to me that night.
The two brothers packed their luggage, while Ye Wanying took her son out to fetch water first. Although the local customs were relatively simple and honest at this time, there were still quite a few bad people, and at least there were quite a few people with ill intentions.
I suspect that's Rao's 'nature'.
After fetching water, Ye Wanying began to wash her son's face, body, and feet, and also washed herself.
After the Gao brothers finished packing their luggage, they actually laid out their own sheets on the bed, just like Ye Wanying.
If I'm not mistaken, it must have been Aunt Qing who taught her, right?
Otherwise, how could these two guys possibly understand these things?
Sure enough, the old lady looked like a complete idiot, but because of Ye Wanying's previous intimidation, she didn't dare to say anything back.
After the two brothers made up the bed, they took their toiletries to wash up, while Ye Wanying held her son and lay down on the bed to sleep.
"Mommy, I can't sleep!"
Ye Wanying opened her eyes and looked at the person whose head was resting on her stomach: "And then?" she asked, amused.
"Mommy, tell me a story!"
"We'll talk about it when we get home. If you can't sleep now, then count sheep."
The little dumpling pouted: "Mama~~"
Ye Wanying was helpless; her son was too good at being cute, what could she do?
What do you want to hear?
The little dumpling grinned and said, "Armor Hero!"
Forehead.....
"No, let's try another one." Do you even know how many episodes there are in Armor Hero? If we were to talk about it all, how long would it take?
"Then, One Piece?"
Ye Wanying closed her eyes immediately: "Then you might as well choose 'Detective Conan'!"
Anyway, this cartoon hadn't ended before the apocalypse in my previous life.
Tuanzi blinked, seemingly very interested: "Mommy, what is 'Detective Conan'? Is it also very, very amazing?"
Of course, if Conan isn't amazing, who is? He has over 500 ways to kill people, which he certainly couldn't have come up with himself.
"That's pretty impressive!"
"Really? Mom, can you tell me about it?"
Seeing the curious people staring at her with wide, bright eyes, Ye Wanying's heart almost melted from her son's gaze.
"Conan is a very skilled criminal investigation and deduction expert. He always finds bad guys and brings them to justice."
Tuanzi listened with great interest, occasionally asking her own questions: "Hmm, Mommy, is Conan sometimes like Superma? Is he a great hero?"
Ye Wanying couldn't help but correct her son's broken English: "It's 'superman,' not 'ma.'"
"Man!"
"Very good, that's it!"
Tuanzi was enjoying having his hair ruffled by his mom when he suddenly thought of a question: "Mommy, is Superman more powerful, or is Daddy more powerful?"
Uh? This question...
Superman is just a fictional character, a hero created by people's imagination. He is indeed incredibly powerful in the movies, but no matter how awesome he is, he's not real.
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