Chapter 105 Can't Get Rid of It
Wen Kexin opened her eyes and found that it was the naughty kid she met yesterday, and the weird grandma was standing next to him.
She suddenly became angry and frowned deeply.
I looked out the window and realized that it was daybreak.
I felt extremely upset because I rescued a naughty kid from human traffickers yesterday.
After all, it is a favor to the two generations.
Haven't you heard that disturbing someone's sleep is equivalent to murder and robbery?
I was mad at heart, got up in a sullen state and ignored them.
The naughty kid looked up at her flatteringly, and said with a smile: "Sister, I forgot to tell you, my name is Xiaoxu, thank you for saving me yesterday."
The strange grandma said with gratitude: "My daughter, yesterday's incident was all thanks to you. If my eldest grandson had been stolen, I don't know how I would have survived."
Wen Kexin heard that the grandparents and grandchildren knew what she had done yesterday.
The impression of their unreasonableness yesterday, coupled with the fact that they had just disturbed her sleep, was too deep.
She didn't want to deal with the grandparents, and didn't want to attract attention. She just said calmly: "I didn't do anything. It was the flight attendants and crew who helped me."
The old lady thanked him and said loudly, "Girl, you are too modest. I heard from the train attendant that you have done a great deed. If it weren't for you, my grandson and the girl would have been abducted by human traffickers. At that time, I was drugged, and those ruthless human traffickers knocked my grandson unconscious and took him away. Thanks to your bravery, the conductor praised you and I heard that you were rewarded with 20 yuan..."
The old lady finished speaking with full energy.
Wen Kexin found herself suddenly surrounded by the gazes of the people around her.
She had wanted to keep a low profile, and the flight attendant did the same.
Who knew that there would be a weird old lady who didn't play by the rules.
Get everything out!
The misfortune of the naughty child was probably caused by the old lady's eagerness to create chaos in the world.
Just as I was about to say something, I heard the old lady continue to say excitedly: "Girl, you are going to Longcheng too, right? My son will definitely send someone to pick you up when you get off the train. Let the person he sends thank you then."
Wen Kexin couldn't stand it any longer, so she lowered her voice and said seriously in the old lady's ear: "Auntie, please don't shout too loudly. Who knows if there are any accomplices in the car? I don't want to be harmed for no reason."
The old lady was so frightened that she shuddered and immediately lowered her loud and high-pitched voice. She timidly glanced around and whispered, "My daughter, please don't blame me. It's all my fault. I'll take my grandson back now and we'll talk after we get off the bus."
Wen Kexin saw the old lady hurriedly leaving with the child.
I really want to shout: I won’t say anything more after getting off the bus, I don’t want to see you anymore!
But with so many people watching, I couldn't say that out loud.
I always feel aggrieved, but have no place to vent my anger.
Looking at the grandparents and grandchildren, I found that they did not go back to the hard seat carriage next door, but walked to the compartment closer to the carriage door.
I muttered to myself: these two people must have bought hard sleeper tickets after the accident.
She didn't want to care about other people's affairs and returned to her own little piece of land in a depressed mood.
The student on the upper bunk opposite asked curiously, "Girl, so you met a human trafficker yesterday evening. What happened?"
Wen Kexin calmly pointed to her head and said, "There is something wrong with that old lady. What she said cannot be trusted."
Everyone had different expressions and started to think about what was going on in their minds, but no one asked any questions.
Next, I don’t know if the human traffickers who escaped were scared, but the carriage was very quiet.
Wen Kexin eats when she’s supposed to, drinks when she’s supposed to, and reads when she’s bored.
I would walk in the corridor from time to time, and after parking the car, I would run to the station to take a breath, appreciate the scenery outside, and adjust my mood.
Fortunately, the grandparents and grandchildren did not disturb her again.
Time passed quietly, and as we were about to arrive at Longcheng Railway Station, the clear and loud voice of a female announcer rang out from the loudspeaker: "Comrades, persistence is victory! This train was delayed by 50 minutes due to some reasons. Finally, the train will arrive at the terminal in 10 minutes. Please be ready to get off."
Wen Kexin made her bed and put the books she had taken out into her backpack.
As for the lunch box in the backpack, it had already been put into the space.
She reached into her backpack and sorted it out briefly, throwing the useless things into the space and transferring the things made by her mother-in-law from the space to the backpack.
After the train stopped, she slowly followed the crowd and walked out of the train station.
In her previous life, she had come to this city several times to participate in various competitions and exchanges between prestigious schools.
It can be said that I was impressed by this city.
I was a little dazed when I got off the train.
Is this place so shabby in this era?
He walked and looked, and when he came to an empty corner, he quietly took out another bag containing chili meat sauce, as well as bacon, dried sausage and other things that had been prepared in the space.
I joined the crowd and arrived at the exit. Before I could look around, I heard a familiar voice, "Wife, I'm here..."
She looked up and saw a tall, handsome man in green military uniform among the crowd of people waiting to pick her up.
It was none other than her nominal husband Song Mo.
Her eyes suddenly sparkled and she wanted to walk over.
Suddenly, a little boy rushed over and hugged her legs tightly.
Wen Kexin looked down and saw that it was the naughty kid on the train.
Why is he here again?
Looking again, the little boy's grandmother was standing next to them, looking at Wen Kexin with a smile.
He even asked flatteringly, "Girl, there are no taboos now, right?"
Wen Kexin suddenly had a headache. She looked at the grandparents and grandchildren and wanted to throw them away immediately, as if they were tasteless chewing gum. The farther away the better.
He said coldly: "It's nothing that I saved your grandson. This is my husband. We have other things to do."
The old lady looked at Song Mo and said, "So this is your husband. This is really like a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Family members no longer recognize each other."
Wen Kexin suddenly had a bad feeling and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"
The old lady said proudly: "My son sent him to pick us up, and I thanked him."
Song Mo patiently explained, "Wife, how did you two know each other? The old lady is the mother and son of Deputy Brigade Commander Wang."
Wen Kexin suddenly realized that Song Mo was the battalion commander, and above the battalion commander were the regiment commander and the brigade commander. The other party's son's position was two levels higher than her man.
Can't afford to offend!
He soon discovered that he couldn't get rid of the grandparents and grandchildren, and he immediately became depressed.
He forced a smile and said, "Auntie, I didn't expect we would have such a fate."
"Yes, my eldest grandson took a fancy to you at first sight, and you just happened to save him. Thank you for saving his life..."
Song Mo asked in confusion: "Wife, what's going on?"
Wen Kexin briefly told what happened on the train.
Of course, she would not expose the shortcomings of the grandparents and grandchildren. She only brushed past them when she could not avoid them and described in detail how the traffickers were holding Xiaoxu and preparing to get off the car.
How did she deal with it? In the end, she caught several human traffickers.
After hearing the moving narration, the grandparents and grandchildren's liking for Wen Kexin grew even more.
"Girl, I forgot to ask you, what's your name?"
Although Wen Kexin knew that the old woman was unreasonable, she felt very apologetic towards herself at this moment.
As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Besides, Song Mo still has to work under the other person's son, so it's not good to make the relationship too strained.
She said calmly, "Auntie, my husband's name is Song Mo, and my name is Wen Kexin."
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