"Second brother, if there are no berths, then there is no berth. It's more important to go find fourth brother!" said Old Mrs. Qin, looking at her son who was still negotiating with the ticket seller.
As long as I can get to my daughter earlier, what does it matter if I suffer a little on the way?
In the end, Qin Jianguo bought two hard seat tickets, but Qin Han was still young so he didn't need to buy a ticket.
This was Qin Han's first time traveling far away and also his first time taking a train.
At first I thought it was quite strange that such a long lump of iron could carry so many people without any spiritual power, and they could move back and forth quickly. The scenery outside the window flashed by.
But gradually he felt bored. The scenery outside was the same, and the train was so slow!
Especially in the carriage, the crying of little kids could be heard from time to time, which really gave him a headache.
When he was at Lao Qin's house before, he always thought the little kids at home were so noisy. Now he knows what real noise is.
He cried endlessly and no matter how the adults tried to comfort him, it was useless.
In order to free his own ears, his grandmother's ears and his second uncle's ears, he used magic for the first time and pressed the little boy's crying point.
The one-year-old boy who had just been crying and gasping for breath suddenly stopped crying.
He wanted to cry but couldn't make any sound, and his little eyes were suddenly filled with great doubts.
When the people in the same carriage saw that the child finally stopped crying, they all felt relieved. God knows how annoyed they had been by the crying along the way.
If they hadn't seen the child's mother trying very hard to comfort him, they would have scolded him long ago.
Even Old Lady Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally quiet. That child has a really strong lung capacity. He cried for so long."
Qin Jianguo couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, I have never seen a child who cries so much. Our Han'er is so well-behaved that we don't have to worry about him since he was a child."
As he said that, he patted Qin Han on the back of his head, his eyes full of doting.
When Qin Han heard his second uncle praising him, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
He was a ten-thousand-year-old Demon Emperor, but was praised by a man several dozen years older for being well-behaved...
In the evening, Old Lady Qin gave the dry food she brought to the second brother and Han'er.
There were more than a dozen scallion pancakes, which Zhang Xiumei had hurriedly made while Grandma Qin was packing her luggage. Paired with spicy meat sauce, it immediately whets one's appetite. Ten pheasant eggs were also cooked.
The rest include the snacks that are always available at home, dried sweet potatoes, small fried dough twists, and red dates from their own jujube tree.
After all, we will be sitting for such a long time, and if we don’t bring enough food, there won’t be enough to eat.
As soon as Grandma Qin took out the scallion pancake, the fragrance came out immediately.
This made the passengers who were eating other things suddenly feel that the food in their hands no longer tasted good.
Especially when Qin Jianguo was eating scallion pancakes and dipping them in meat sauce.
The passenger sitting opposite him was drooling with greed, as he had never smelled such a delicious scallion pancake.
Old Mrs. Qin was peeling an egg for Qin Han. The egg was very big and Qin Han couldn't hold it with one hand.
Fortunately, it was a very cold day and the food we brought would not go bad, otherwise we would have to spend money to eat on the train.
"Grandma, you eat too!" Qin Han took the egg handed over by Old Lady Qin, and with his other hand took a new egg and put it into her hand.
"Han'er is so filial. Remember to tell grandma what you want to eat!" Old Mrs. Qin had no appetite because of the fourth son's matter.
However, looking at the egg handed to him by his grandson, he couldn't bear to refuse his filial piety, so he peeled the shell and started eating.
After Qin Han finished eating the eggs, he ate the scallion pancake happily.
You can never eat enough of this pancake. Seeing him eat it so deliciously, the little kid next door was so envious that he cried. However, Qin Han pressed his crying point, so he couldn't cry even if he wanted to.
Whenever he thought about it, he cried and quarreled with himself all the way.
Qin Han deliberately ate the food in front of him in a particularly delicious way, with a comfortable look in his eyes and a happy expression.
If it were in modern times, it would be a complete snack show. The little boy couldn't cry and could only drool with greed.
But the one who enjoyed the most delicious food was Qin Jianguo. He didn't eat much at noon and was really starving at the moment.
"Brother, do you buy the food or make it yourself?" The man sitting opposite couldn't help but ask.
He brought white flour buns from home, and the food was not bad.
But when he saw what his brother was eating, he began to dislike white flour buns for the first time.
He was not the only one who was curious about where Lao Qin's family got their food from. Other passengers nearby were also very curious.
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened. If it was for sale, they would buy it if they had the chance.
But Qin Jianguo's next words disappointed everyone.
"These are all made at home and brought here. They can't be bought outside!" Qin Jianguo said, and took another big bite of the scallion pancake with meat sauce.
I don’t know what’s wrong with this pancake. Even though it’s cold, it’s not hard at all. It’s still soft and fragrant when eaten.
Looking at Qin Jianguo eating with big mouthfuls, the man opposite said a little embarrassedly: "Can I exchange my white flour bun for a scallion pancake with you?"
"Do you want to eat?" Qin Jianguo looked at the man of the same age in confusion.
Qin Han was a little amused by his second uncle's question. If someone asked for a long time, it meant he must want to eat.
Moreover, no one can resist the temptation of Lao Qin's delicious food.
The man nodded: "To be honest, seeing how delicious you are eating, the white steamed buns in my hand are no longer delicious. I just want to try your cakes!"
In fact, apart from the cakes, he also wanted to try other things, but after all, those were the rations that others brought, and he didn't want to try them all. That would be too ignorant and would easily make people dislike him.
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