There was another girl waiting to exchange food with her. The round girl was obviously impatient. Before Chen Shuning could finish speaking, the girl hurriedly replied, "No problem, no problem. I haven't touched the food in the lunchbox. You can eat without worry."
The chubby girl, without waiting for Chen Shuning, placed her lunchbox in front of Chen Shuning and took it from her hand without any ceremony. She then started eating on her own, not even bothering to look at the lunchbox that Chen Shuning had bitten half off.
While eating, he kept saying, "These dumplings are really delicious. Pork and bok choy dumplings are the best, but they would be even better if they were dipped in soy sauce and vinegar."
The chubby girl, who had eaten three or four dumplings in a row, seemed to remember her companion. She picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into the mouth of the little girl next to her.
"Laidi, you have to try these. They're just as good as the ones my dad makes. Each bite is bursting with juicy meat and egg, so delicious!"
Xu Laidi, who was glaring angrily at her friend, was caught off guard when Wang Chunni stuffed a dumpling into her mouth. She blushed bright red and covered her mouth in embarrassment. She chewed hastily and swallowed the dumpling. Then she looked at Chen Shuning apologetically and whispered, "Sorry, classmate. Chunni is just being childish. Please don't take offense."
After saying that, she glared at Wang Chunni, who had buried her head in her lunchbox again, and complained, "Tell me, have Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang been neglecting you at home? How could you do something like staring at other people's dumplings without even blinking? Aren't you ashamed?"
Since Chen Shuning transmigrated, she has found that there are quite a few beauties around her, such as the innocent-looking female supporting character Xu Laidi in front of her, who is truly a beauty.
Her small, oval face, paired with a pair of bright almond-shaped eyes, and a small beauty mark on her lips made her look even more lively and delicate. She spoke in a soft voice, just like the gentle beauty of a girl from Jiangnan described by the author, except that her skin was a little dark.
But her words were like talking to a brick wall. The chubby girl, with delicious food in front of her, didn't care about her complaints at all. With her mouth full, she mumbled, "I just really like dumplings. Besides, I didn't take their food for nothing. I traded it for braised pork. Come on, Sister Di, do you still want some? If you don't want any, I'll eat them all. These dumplings are really delicious."
"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you, why are you in such a hurry? Don't you have any manners?"
Hearing the two's amusing conversation, many people on the bus were amused. Seeing the chubby girl Wang Chunni eating, Chen Shuning, who was originally stuffed with half a dumpling, suddenly had an appetite and smiled as he took Wang Chunni's lunchbox.
The lunchbox looked brand new, which pleased Chen Shuning, who was a bit of a germaphobe. She took the lunchbox and started eating. And to her surprise, Wang Chunni wasn't exaggerating; the braised pork made by the chef at this state-run restaurant was really delicious.
The soft and tender braised pork melted in his mouth, and even the fatty part didn't have that greasy taste that made Chen Shuning uncomfortable. It was placed on top of the glistening rice, and even Chen Shuning, who usually doesn't have a big appetite, actually finished the whole lunchbox of food.
The moment the two of them started eating, it was as if a signal had been given, and everyone else in the carriage also took out their lunch and started eating as well.
Some, like Chen Shuning, brought dumplings in lunchboxes; others wrapped buns in oil paper; still others ate chicken cakes and biscuits; and some, like Wang Chunni, brought meals, though the meals varied. Of course, most people brought the mainstream foods of the time, such as steamed buns and cornbread.
In an instant, the already unpleasant smells in the carriage were filled with the aromas of various dishes.
Fortunately, Chen Shuning was sitting by the window, and at this time the train windows could be opened. With the breeze blowing in through the window, Chen Shuning didn't feel too uncomfortable.
But some people weren't so lucky. Yang Wanqiu, who was in another carriage, only went to the other carriage after the train had started moving.
So she couldn't find a window seat, and instead found a three-seater seat near the aisle in the middle of the carriage. Zhou Weiguo sat in the middle of the three-seater next to her.
Yang Wanqiu suffers from motion sickness, and sitting in such a position was a problem. The reason she got up early to come to the train station was to get a window seat, but she didn't expect that meeting Chen Shuning would disrupt her original plans.
From the moment the train started moving, Yang Wanqiu felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. She only managed to suppress the nausea after eating a few preserved plums that Zhou Weiguo had given her.
After struggling through half a day in a daze, when lunchtime arrived and everyone took out their food to eat, Yang Wanqiu's real ordeal began.
The smells of various dishes were mixed with odors of sweat, feet, and other unidentified stench. The ventilation in the middle of the carriage was poor, and her female colleague in the window seat had a cold and couldn't be exposed to the wind, so the window was kept closed.
So you can imagine how awful the smell was; it made Yang Wanqiu feel nauseous so badly that she couldn't suppress it. She vomited the little food and water she had just eaten onto Zhou Weiguo, who was sitting next to her.
Because of Yang Wanqiu, the carriage, which was already filled with various smells, now had an additional sour and foul smell of vomit, although most of the vomit was vomited on Zhou Guoqing.
But since everyone wears less clothing in the summer, a lot of vomit flowed down Zhou Weiguo's clothes onto the floor.
It just so happened that everyone was eating, and Yang Wanqiu's vomiting didn't sit well with anyone. A girl with braids sitting opposite Zhou Guoqing jumped up with a cry of "Oh!" and covered her nose, shouting, "Hey, how can you be so inconsiderate? If you want to vomit, why don't you go to the toilet? How can you vomit here? It's disgusting!"
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