Song Nanting took a glance and saw that he was really standing there, as if he was waiting for someone, or as if he was standing there on purpose.
After waiting for a while, Comrade Han came over with the tickets in his hand. "Your tickets. We are all in the same car."
Aunt Song exclaimed, "Isn't this expensive?"
As she spoke, Aunt Song started to take out money.
Song Nanting asked the price and started to take the money.
This sleeper ticket is very expensive. It would cost at least a hundred or eighty yuan to get from here to the Northeast.
Traveling is difficult.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "Someone is engaging in speculation."
Song Nanting looked up and saw the young man running towards her with two other men.
Comrade Han panicked immediately. "Why is this person like this? Why is he so mean?"
Song Nanting said faintly, "Yes, it is that bad."
Aunt Song was furious, "I'm going to hit someone."
"It's no big deal to hit anyone."
While they were talking, a young man wearing a red armband came over.
The red armbands belonged to two men in their forties. They looked at the three of them fiercely and said, "Some people say you are speculators. Come with us."
Song Nanting glanced at the young man and explained slowly, "Comrade, you misunderstood. We don't engage in speculation here, we only help each other."
She pointed at herself and Aunt Song and said, "Look at us, one is sick and the other is old. This brother felt sorry for us and ran errands to buy tickets for us. The ticket price is the same as the money I gave him. Can this be considered speculation? This is mutual help."
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