Soon it was night, and the originally noisy carriage became quiet. The tired passengers fell asleep, and Lin Wanjun also dozed off leaning against the window glass.
As the train swayed, her head hit the glass from time to time, waking her up in pain. She frowned, rubbed the hurt area, then changed her position and continued sleeping.
Song Zhanjin couldn't bear it anymore, so he put his arm around Lin Wanjun's shoulders, let her lean against him, rest her head on his shoulder, and helped her adjust to a comfortable position.
Now, Lin Wanjun felt comfortable and fell asleep with her head buried in Song Zhanjin's warm neck.
She was better off, but Song Zhanjin was not.
The girl had an indescribable fragrance on her body, which was not entirely the scent of vanishing cream. It kept rushing into his nose and captivating his heart.
Her breath was long and calm, and it fell on Song Zhanjin's skin, warm and itchy.
Song Zhanjin is already 25 years old this year, at the age of full vigor and vitality. It is impossible for him not to react with such a beautiful woman in his arms.
The blood in his body began to rush, and Song Zhanjin actually felt a little regretful.
Why was he pretending to be a gentleman on their wedding night?
Five dollars is five dollars, after all, she is my wife, and my allowance will have to be handed over sooner or later, so why not...
Sleeping in separate beds? Acting so noble? You must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!
The more he thought about it, the more restless and uncomfortable Song Zhanjin became. He simply closed his eyes and rested, silently singing a righteous military song in his heart.
Li Yuetang woke up in the middle of the night and opened her eyes, she saw the sweet scene of her son and daughter-in-law sleeping together across the street. Even Song Zhanjin was holding Lin Wanjun's hand. She couldn't help but smile secretly.
Right, this is how a newlywed couple should be in love!
When she got up to go to the bathroom, her husband Song Mingcheng, who was dozing off, also woke up. He got up and accompanied his wife to the bathroom, and put the cloth bag containing egg pancakes on the seat.
A little girl about eight or nine years old tiptoed over and reached out to take the cloth bag. The next second, Lin Wanjun and Song Zhanjin opened their eyes at the same time and grabbed the little girl's hand.
“What are you doing!”
Lin Wanjun scolded harshly.
"Where are your parents?"
The little girl had dry yellow hair and a thin body. Her clothes were patched up. Due to malnutrition, her eye sockets were sunken and her lips were pale.
After being caught, she squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, as if she was used to it. Then she raised her head and looked at Lin Wanjun with her frightened and helpless eyes, as if she was about to cry.
"never mind!"
Li Yuetang, who had just returned from the bathroom, saw this scene and immediately softened her heart.
"Who would steal if they weren't forced to do so? The child must be starving."
As she spoke, she was about to give half of the egg pancake in the bag to the little girl, and asked Song Mingcheng to take out fifty cents.
Song Zhanjin also took out a dollar from his pocket and prepared to put it into the little girl's hand.
At this moment, Lin Wanjun snatched the money from Song Zhanjin's hand, and also snatched away Song Mingcheng's money and the food that Li Yuetang was about to hand out.
"We are all poor and have a hard time. Why should we give it to her?"
Seeing Lin Wanjun's aggressive and stingy look, Song Zhanjin felt a little helpless and unhappy.
"Even so, our lives are better than that little girl's, right? How about this, I don't eat during the journey, and just consider it as giving her my share?"
"No! You have to eat your portion! How can you take care of me when you're hungry? We still have such a long way to walk after getting off the bus, how will you have the energy to carry things?"
Lin Wanjun refused to listen and made it clear that she didn't want to be a good person.
Li Yuetang and Song Mingcheng looked at each other and dared not speak.
Although the daughter-in-law was a little unkind, she did nothing wrong. Moreover, the eggs and pancakes were originally sent by the daughter-in-law's elder sister.
"Such a poor girl, what's wrong with you helping her? It's just a few dollars and a few eggs, why are you so stingy?"
A sarcastic voice of condemnation came from behind, coming from a middle-aged woman holding a child.
The woman was plump and fair, and the little boy in her arms was chubby and strong. Although they were not wearing silk or satin, they were wearing brand new Dacron clothes.
When Lin Wanjun heard this, she turned and looked at the woman.
"You feel sorry for her, so come and take care of her. Take off your new clothes and give them to her. Give her the cookies from your son's hand and spend the money in your pocket!"
The woman was speechless and Lin Wanjun was aggressive.
"Go on, keep talking! Aren't you a good person? Don't you enjoy moral blackmail? You were so full of rants just now, why are you silent now?"
The woman stomped her feet angrily, cursed her as a "shrew", turned around and went back to her seat, while the little boy in her arms munched on biscuits and babbled "sister".
Song Mingcheng and Song Zhanjin are both soldiers, and Li Yuetang is also a model of supporting the military. They all have the spirit of self-sacrifice and willingness to contribute in their bones.
Especially the little girl is so pitiful and heartbreaking.
Li Yuetang and his wife didn't know what to say, but Song Zhanjin, being young and energetic, couldn't help but speak.
"What's wrong with you? Are you so sarcastic?"
Lin Wanjun rolled her eyes at Song Zhanjin, mocking him sarcastically.
"Didn't you ask before you married me? I've always been a sarcastic woman. Let me tell you, there's no point in regretting it. I still say the same thing: I'm determined to climb the high branch of your Song family!"
After saying that, she kicked Song Zhanjin on the leg.
"Get out of the way!"
After Song Zhanjin stood up, Lin Wanjun asked the little girl who was squatting on the ground to sit down, and took out a fragrant pancake from the cloth bag.
"for you!"
The little girl held the cake and swallowed her saliva, but did not eat it immediately. Instead, she turned around and left.
"Sit still and finish this cake in front of me, or I'll take it back!"
Hearing this, the little girl looked back nervously. After a brief hesitation, she seemed to have made up her mind and started to eat voraciously.
"Slow down, no one's competing with you."
Lin Wanjun peeled another egg for the little girl, and for fear that she would choke, she broke it into small pieces and handed it to her.
Two pancakes, two eggs, a piece of honey cake, and half an orange. It is hard to imagine how such a skinny little girl can have such a big appetite.
Li Yuetang was so heartbroken that tears were about to fall.
"Junjun, let's give the child some money!"
Lin Wanjun refused mercilessly.
"no!"
She said to the little girl, "Are you getting off at the terminal, too? Then, for the next day and night, whenever you're hungry, come and get me something to eat."
"You can eat as much as you want, but you can't take it away!"
The little girl nodded timidly, walked to the connection between the carriages while burping, and curled up at the door of the toilet and fell asleep.
Song Zhanjin really couldn't comment on Lin Wanjun's behavior.
You say she is cold and heartless, but she made sure the little girl was well fed and watered, peeled eggs and oranges for her, and even got a hot towel to wipe the little girl's mouth and face.
But you say she has a good heart, yet she refuses to give the little girl a dime, and won't even let her take a piece of cake away. This...
Her behavior is really hard to judge!
Although he didn't say any more words of blame, Song Zhanjin did not hide his dissatisfaction with Lin Wanjun. He had a cold face and didn't say anything, but Lin Wanjun didn't tolerate his bad habits.
"Get away! Stay away from me! Don't infect me with the disease!"
She pushed Song Zhanjin with a very unfriendly tone.
Song Zhanjin was so angry that he laughed. He didn't even lose his temper, so why did she make a fuss?
"Infected you? What disease do I have?"
Lin Wanjun smiled wryly and said sarcastically, "Stupid disease!"
Song Zhanjin was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted. Just as he was about to speak, the originally silent carriage was torn apart by a mournful cry.
When I stood up and looked, I saw a man with half-white hair sitting on the ground, holding his chest with his hands. His lips were purple and he was having difficulty breathing. The lady accompanying him, probably his wife, was kneeling beside him, at a loss, shouting for help.
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