Moscow, Sverdnovsk, Omsk... Ulan-Ude, Chita, Transbaikal, Manzhouli... all the way to the capital of Heilongjiang Province.
The road that Bi Yue and Bi Cheng took to return to China was the "dangerous" train that Xu Haoqiang talked about.
Maybe what Uncle Xu said had really worked, or maybe he was frightened in Moscow.
In the crowded carriage, Bi Yue and Bi Cheng pretended to be poor people. Everyone looked like a bad guy to them, no matter who it was, male or female, young or old. They acted as if they didn't listen when they spoke to them, and spoke very little.
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Bi Yue sat on the ground. She was not as treated as Uncle Xu was when he went to Moscow. At least the "Old Naughty Boy" met her and her brother at that time.
Same ticket price, no seat at all.
The wet long hair was curled and tied into a bun. The edges were dry, but the inside of the bun was damp. As the wind blew through the car window, a cool breeze blew on the top of the head.
Bi Yue sniffed, her nose completely blocked. She then washed her head with cold water, the coolness of the trickle making her feel more awake than ever before.
I really have no other options, I can’t stand it anymore!
I haven't washed my hair for over a week. It's okay that I smell, but if I don't wash my long braids in this hot weather, I'm afraid my head will be full of lice before I get back home.
I just squeezed my way to the bathroom and took care of my personal hygiene with cold water and soap.
Her behavior left the uncles and grandpas who were smoking and resting around her speechless. Bi Yue also wanted to be speechless. She would cut her hair when she got home. What a trouble!
In this image, Bi Yue did not dare to let her hair down to attract attention. She crossed her legs, bent her waist, and closed her eyes in a daze. She felt someone pushing her. She turned her head to glance at Bi Cheng who was sitting in the aisle. Seeing the black bread, she became very impatient.
"Sister, here you go."
"It's too dry. I choked on half of it."
"You can't finish it with just water. Eat a little to fill your stomach."
Bi Yue frowned, not even bothering to open her eyes, and muttered:
"Eat if you're hungry."
"I'm not that hungry either." As Bi Cheng said this, saliva was secreted from his mouth, which showed that it was a lie.
During the five days we were home, we only had ten loaves of black bread. To make matters worse, we weren't passing through Mongolia this time, so we couldn't even buy "shaobing" (sesame cakes). We just had to endure the hunger.
And now, there are only two loaves of bread left.
Not only was I hungry, I was also sleepy. I was more tired than when I went to Moscow because I didn't dare to sleep. There were many things I was afraid of.
If the brother and sister dig deeper, they will probably feel excited and hopeful. Finally, finally, they are about to get home after all the trouble.
My mood is like the pull before dawn, as if there is magic calling me. I am sleepy but can't sleep. Every day I sit on the train in a daze, listening to the clanging sounds.
"I've already told you, I'm not hungry. Just eat if I tell you to. Stop pushing me away." Bi Yue was annoyed.
Bi Cheng stuffed the bread back into his bag, pursed his lips and muttered softly, "You don't work, and you don't exert yourself. Why should I be hungry? I'll save it for you."
With her eyes closed and her eyebrows furrowed tightly together, Bi Yue took a deep breath, and then another, trying to calm her chaotic mind. However...
I’ve had enough!
Is she that serious?!
She never wants to eat bread again!
"Let's go!" Bi Yue, with her long hair tied into a bun, a small round face, and big round eyes, looks like a cute girl next door, but she has a nagging expression on her face, which is very inconsistent with her image.
"ah?"
"What are you doing? Pack your things and follow me!" After saying that, Bi Yue took the lead in shouting to the people in the aisle, "Come on, let me pass, make way!" People had already squeezed towards the washroom.
Isn’t it just spending money? I have it!
Is it really necessary to let your own brother say such pitiful words? It's not worth it!
Who's he afraid of stealing? She's just a shill who only makes a few thousand. Wouldn't it be really unwise to rob her?!
If she is really targeted by those idiots like Erhubaji, she is only 1.7 meters tall and her older brother is only 1.8 meters tall. She will fight them to the death even if she has enough food!
With this kind of mood, Bi Yue was full of anger and was angry with herself. She squeezed in the crowd with increasing energy, and in just three or two minutes she squeezed into another carriage.
The tall and strong Bi Cheng, with a plastic bag he was reluctant to throw away tucked between his armpits and a schoolbag hanging around his neck, squeezed along behind Bi Yue. He finally caught up with his sister thanks to his strength and height. From behind Bi Yue, he tried to grab her shoulders, still hesitating:
"Sister, we are all gone, which seat should we take?"
Bi Yue gave Bi Cheng a slap on the back of her head, not bothering to look back at her silly little brother:
"Is that a seat? That's a corner! Which carriage doesn't have corners?!"
These words made Bi Cheng silent, and he followed quietly behind. He didn't even need to say "Excuse me" because his sister was wading through the road in front.
Nearly twenty minutes later, Bi Yue finally arrived at her destination. She stood at the door of the dining car and looked inside. She almost got a stitch in the side!
Give up, why did she have to endure that suffering? Seeing that there were only forty-eight hours left before arriving at the destination, she suddenly thought of it. Look, look, the dining car was half empty!
Bi Cheng sniffed the aroma of the cooking, suppressed the saliva that was unconsciously secreted from his mouth, and pulled Bi Yue's arm, a little anxiously:
"Sister, how could we have come to this place?"
Bi Yue raised her eyelids and glanced at Bi Cheng, then spoke directly to the uncle in a white coat and a white hat: "Do you have a menu? I want to order!"
With my eldest brother, it’s impossible to explain it to him clearly, and there’s no way to persuade him!
The more Bi Cheng spoke like this, the more determined Bi Yue became to make money like crazy.
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