The brat's mother stopped pretending to be dead and pounced on the old woman, ready to fight. However, the old woman had a tall and strong son who stood there, making everyone afraid to make a move.
The mother of the mischievous child wisely stopped, saying, "He's still just a child!"
The old woman gave the woman's clothes a disapproving look, and her lips curled into a sneer: "Poor wretch."
The mother of the unruly child became even angrier, "You..."
However, the old woman nimbly sat down, exclaiming, "Ouch! Ouch! Someone hit me!"
While Buling was making a ruckus in front, Lao Fang behind her was subtly observing the passengers in the carriage...
The mother and son worked together seamlessly and successfully figured out the situation inside the carriage.
Of course, there were also unexpected surprises.
For example, the two dollars in Bu Ling's hand.
The old woman stuffed the two yuan into her pocket, spat, and sat back down leisurely. This time, she didn't even have to squeeze; the other passengers in the same seat gave her their seats.
The old lady smiled kindly when she saw it.
Old Fang remained obsequious, but a fleeting smile crossed his eyes upon seeing this scene.
After that, the carriage became extremely quiet, with those who had children holding their babies tightly.
I was terrified of accidentally offending the domineering old lady, getting beaten up and having to pay compensation. It was so frustrating!
After Bu Ling's shock, the atmosphere in the carriage became surprisingly harmonious and friendly.
Not only that, along the way, the old lady lent her toilet paper, food, eggs, and everything else. She only lent to young, shy girls, which made the girls in the carriage quite resentful.
Two days later, when the train arrived at the station, the old woman picked up her much larger bundle and called out, "Sir, let's go."
Old Fang followed closely behind.
As soon as the two stepped out of the carriage, they heard a long exhale coming from behind them.
Bling, with his wicked intentions, paused in his steps and, sure enough, heard another gasp behind him.
She paused for a moment before swaggering out of the carriage.
In other words, when Lao Fang first suggested observing whether there were any suspicious people in the carriage, Bu Ling immediately thought of this method.
Nothing makes more sense than the identity of an unreasonable old woman, and besides, she really wants to experience this kind of crazy state.
In addition, her experience was so rich that she portrayed the old woman so vividly that no one suspected her at all...
As they got off the bus, Bu Ling whispered to Lao Fang, "I hope we can still team up when we go back."
Old Fang, trying not to laugh, said with a straight face: "Me too."
Being with Comrade Buling, there was no sense of tension like on a mission.
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