The cadre sitting on the lower bunk was so shocked that he dropped the book in his hands and hurriedly stood up to help catch the thief.
However, the scene before him didn't give him any chance to make a move.
The old lady who caught up with him was very skilled. When she saw the thief fall to the ground, she stepped on his hand and slapped him in the face with both hands. "I told you to steal my things, I told you to steal my things, but you are not the one who can steal my things. I think you are looking for death."
"Fuck, help, help."
The old lady was so strong that the thief was beaten without any chance to fight back. He tried to struggle at first, but was kicked back by Song Nanting.
The old lady smiled gratefully at Song Nanting, and then continued to beat her with her fists and kicks. While beating her, she also cursed her in traditional Chinese style, and every word she said was different, which made Song Nanting amazed.
Thousands of years of historical experience tell us that we should never underestimate old ladies, especially those whose money has been stolen.
In the end, the flight attendant came and pulled the old lady away, and the thief was able to save his life.
Song Nanting leaned over to take a look and was simply disgusted. She thought that even if the thief's parents came, they probably wouldn't recognize that this was their son.
His face was beaten beyond recognition, and he curled up like he was about to die at any moment.
The old lady changed her previous aggressive attitude, sat down on the ground and started to chant, "Oh my god, this is so unfair, the train police sided with the thief, my money is gone."
The flight attendant was speechless and didn't dare to tell anyone about the old lady who beat the thief so hard that his parents disowned him.
One of them held the thief in check, and the other took out a rag bag from the thief's arms, "Auntie, please stop crying. Is this your money?"
The old lady took it, opened it, and was delighted. "It's my money, 1.2 cents. This is for my food expenses after I get off the bus."
The thief was about to cry, thinking he could steal some money, but in the end he only got 1.2 cents. He was beaten for this 1.2 cents, and it was a huge loss.
Seeing that the thief dared to look at her, the old lady slapped him again, "You stole even though you didn't even care about a dime. You are such a conscienceless person. Even if you give birth to a son, he won't have an asshole..."
The old lady was very sharp-tongued. She didn't even give the thief a chance to speak before she cursed the thief's ancestors for eighteen generations.
The conductor interrupted her and said soothingly, "Auntie, please come with us and make a statement. We will hand him over to the local police station at the next stop. Please cooperate."
Upon hearing this, the old lady stopped crying immediately, looked at Song Nanting and said, "My daughter, I will come back to thank you later."
After saying that, the lady followed the conductor over there.
Song Nanting couldn't help but laugh. This lady was really a person of temperament.
After everyone left, the comrade in the lower bunk looked at Song Nanting differently, gave her a thumbs up and praised her, "You're amazing."
Song Nanting smiled politely.
The comrade in the lower bunk said, "My last name is Han, you can call me Comrade Han. I'm going back to the capital. If you need anything on the way, just let me know."
After a pause, he said, "I have someone in Henan Province who can help me buy sleeper car tickets. If necessary, I can ask someone to buy two tickets at once when we get there."
Song Nanting was very tempted by this suggestion. She nodded and said, "Okay, thank you. Then when we buy the tickets, we can trade at the station and I can pay part of the handling fee."
As for whether the other party was cheating her, she was not really that worried about it. The bill transaction was at the station, and she would not go anywhere else except the station.
Hearing this, Comrade Han smiled and nodded, "Okay."
When Song Nanting came back from the toilet, she saw that the lady had already started chatting with Comrade Han. When she saw Song Nanting coming over, the lady waved, "Little comrade, come here. I'm very grateful to you."
As she spoke, the old lady stuffed a handful of melon seeds into Song Nanting's hand and said, "Eat some melon seeds when you have nothing to do."
Song Nanting saw that Comrade Han also had some in his hand. Comrade Han laughed helplessly. The old lady asked curiously, "Why don't you two eat melon seeds?"
Song Nanting politely returned it, "Auntie, I don't like eating melon seeds."
With that, Song Nanting went up to the upper bunk.
The old lady looked at her curiously, "You were amazing just now, you went out alone?"
Song Nanting smiled, "Yes, I went out alone."
"Where are you going?"
Song Nanting: "Go to the countryside."
"Oh, going to the countryside, that's not easy. There are educated youth in our brigade. They come a long way away from their parents to go to the countryside. When they first go there, their hands are covered with blisters. Their parents must be very sad if they know this. But I have to go to the Northeast. That place is too far away. I heard it's very cold there."
Song Nanting listened to Dongbei and thought, "Auntie, why are you going to the Northeast during the New Year? Are you going to visit relatives?"
"Of course." The old lady said proudly, "My youngest son served in the army there. After he was promoted, he married a wife there. My daughter-in-law is about to give birth to a child. I am not happy in my hometown. I have been bullied by several daughters-in-law. After discussing with my youngest son, I simply filed a report to let me go over to take care of their children. It is better to serve one daughter-in-law than to be bullied by several daughters-in-law."
Song Nanting became more active and simply came down to chat with the aunt. The aunt was also talkative and after a short while, even several sons and grandchildren in the family were introduced to Song Nanting.
Soon, another person came into the carriage and was not happy to see them sitting on the lower berth. Song Nanting then went to the aisle with the old lady.
As a result, the comrade who just got on the bus said impatiently, "Can you be quiet for a moment?"
The old lady was about to speak when Song Nanting stopped her. She said embarrassedly, "Sorry, we won't talk anymore."
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