"She is not our elder. We also paid for the ride. Why does she have to make us suffer?"

The girl who was about to close the window had one hand on the window, and the other hand was held by the woman next to her, making it impossible for her to close the window.

The woman who was closing the window across the street was annoyed: "Didn't you hear me? I told you to close it, why are you still standing there?"

The woman holding the girl's hand was not happy: "Who do you think you are? How can you be so rude? I paid for the ride, why should I be rude to you?"

The old lady opposite, who couldn't stand the wind, said, "I'm really sorry. I'm not very strong and my throat hurts when I'm exposed to the wind. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. My daughter has a stubborn temper, so please bear with me."

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the woman next to her said, "Mom, there's nothing to apologize to these people for. Just tell them to shut up."

The woman opposite had listened to the old lady and was thinking of giving in, but when she heard what this woman said, she refused to do it and refused to let the door be closed no matter what.

The woman was anxious: "If anything happens to my mother, I will never forgive you."

The woman did not give in either: "This train is not yours, why should we listen to you? If you are afraid that the wind will blow on her, you can change to the sleeper side. I see that side is empty.

Can't you feel how hot the temperature is in the car? You won't let us open the window. You've made so many of us suffer just for your mom, and you're acting so arrogant. We don't owe you anything."

The woman also got angry, and grabbed the enamel pot on the small table and threw it over, but was stopped by her mother. The enamel pot deviated from its direction and did not hit the woman opposite, but hit the forehead of the girl who opened the window.

The enamel pot had been used for a long time and there was a spot on the edge that was peeling. The girl screamed "Ah!" and not only did she have a blister on her forehead, but her face was also scratched.

The blood flowed down the girl's face. The arrogant woman was frightened and murmured, "I didn't mean to do that. I didn't mean to hit her."

Then someone shouted, "There's blood on the face."

The old lady opposite was also a little panicked now: "Hurry up and ask the conductor to come over and see if there is any medicine on the train to stop the bleeding first."

The moment the girl looked up, Luo Qiao recognized her. Wasn't this the girl who had taken her seat on the first train ride? What a coincidence.

Apparently the girl was in so much pain that she didn't recognize Luo Qiao, whom she had only met once, and said, "Thank you."

Luo Qiao saw that it was not convenient for her to sit inside, and was about to ask the woman to move aside, but the woman stood up on her own initiative: "Girl, help her stop the bleeding first."

At this time, the conductor also ran over with a medicine box in his hand. However, when he saw the injured area, he was a little afraid to do it. Luo Qiao said, "Let me do it."

After taking the medicine box, she cleaned, disinfected, and applied medicine. When everything was finished and Luo Qiao was packing up, the girl asked, "Where have we met before?"

Luo Qiao said calmly, "You and trains have a bad relationship. Last time someone took your seat, and this time you got hurt like this. I really don't know what to say to you."

The woman next to him saw that the bleeding had stopped and started to get arrogant again: "How can you talk like that? What do you mean by being hurt like this? I didn't do it on purpose."

Luo Qiao said: "You are so arrogant even after hurting someone. You are really awesome."

The woman wanted to say something but was stopped by the old lady next to her. The conductor quickly took the people involved away. In the end, the woman who hit someone apologized and paid the injured person fifty yuan in compensation, and the matter was settled.

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The mother and daughter returned to the carriage, packed their things, bought sleeper tickets and followed the conductor.

The girl who was hit came over to Luo Qiao and said, "Hello, my name is Shen Juan. Thank you for what I did just now."

(End of this chapter)