The conductor's blunt words pierced the girl's heart and made it bleed.
The woman who helped Su Qing had also combed her hair at this time.
The conductor continued, "How can it be boring? It's quite interesting. She wants a seat but doesn't want to pay. Then, after being told off, she starts to act pitiful, as if everyone in the world is bullying her. Her ever-changing expressions are no less interesting than an opera."
The girl began to sob.
His eyes were still following Cheng Fangyi, but when he thought of Su Qing's threat, he didn't dare to move.
"Comrade, could you please take care of your mother? She's been holding her arm and screaming for a long time. If someone didn't know better, they would think we were slaughtering pigs on the train."
The conductor looked somewhat displeased.
Although the aunt is a little willful and capricious, she is a person who is dedicated to protecting her daughter.
On the other hand, the girl was disgusted and disliked the aunt the whole time.
I don't know where she gets such a strong sense of superiority from.
"How can you talk like that? My mother had an accident on your train. Not only did you not show any concern, but you also verbally attacked us. Believe it or not, I will complain to you." The girl said loudly.
The aunt was instantly moved to tears by the girl's protection.
"This is my work number and name. You're welcome to file a complaint, but please be quiet. If you continue to raise your voice at me, I'll ask you to get off the bus at the next stop."
Even a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.
She was a passerby, yet she dared to yell at him, a train conductor. She was too self-righteous.
"Wow, wow, wow—you all bully me." The girl ran away crying.
The aunt wanted to catch up, but also wanted Wenli to put her arm back on.
"Hey little brother, we know we were wrong. Please let them reattach my arm quickly. I still need to go find my daughter. If anything happens to my daughter in your car, I will make sure none of you can rest in peace."
The aunt begged the conductor.
The conductor turned his head away.
Helping is a favor, not helping is your duty.
If you ask for help from someone, you should have the attitude of asking for help. You have already threatened him in front of him, but you still want him to come out and smooth things over.
It is true that like mother, like daughter.
There must be something hateful about a pitiful person. I just felt sorry for him for nothing.
"Xiaoqing, no matter how you want to deal with her, just tell me and I will help you." Wen Li stared at the aunt with a serious look, making her tremble.
"If she apologizes, we'll let it go." Su Qing replied, "Brother conductor, do you think my request is reasonable?"
The conductor glanced at the aunt.
It implies that people have given you a way out but you are not taking it.
The aunt hesitated and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I'm sorry."
"I can't hear." Su Qing picked her ears and whistled, a typical female hooligan behavior.
"I'm sorry." Auntie yelled.
"Your voice was loud, but your attitude was not right. Never mind, let it be. I am a moral person after all, so I forgive you." Su Qing said casually.
The old lady dared not speak out of anger and asked, "Can you help me reattach my arm now?"
"Okay, take it."
Wenli held her hand, deliberately adjusted its position, and then let it go. After several rounds, the old lady broke out in cold sweats from the pain.
Just when the conductor was about to get fed up, Wen Li said, "It's alright."
"Okay, goodbye." Wen Li made a gesture of invitation, and the old lady left dejectedly. As she left, she turned back and glared at Su Qing and the other two.
Wen Li's action directly shocked the people in the same compartment, and they all gave up the idea of approaching her and getting close to her.
After a long while, the woman, unable to contain herself any longer, asked, "Sister, where did you learn this skill of removing arms?"
Then the woman said shyly, "I want to learn too."
Su Qing suddenly felt that this woman was somewhat cute.
"My father taught me. You can learn, but my time doesn't allow it. If you want to learn, you have to find someone else." Wen Li replied.
In fact, you can seek guidance from a Chinese medicine practitioner, you don’t have to seek guidance from a martial artist.
However, Chinese medicine is now despised everywhere and is a topic that people avoid. Wen Li didn't want to get into trouble, so she didn't say anything.
"Okay, I'll go back and ask my husband to help me find out." The woman didn't continue with the topic, but talked about her man incessantly.
Through chatting, Su Qing learned that her husband was a carpenter who could make many beautiful furniture.
He can also weave bamboo. In his hands, a small piece of bamboo can be transformed into various sturdy and durable containers and lifelike little animals.
"Sister-in-law, I actually like bamboo weaving things. Where does your husband sell these things? I wonder if I can come across them by chance."
Su Qing is a bamboo weaving fan.
I have an inexplicable love for bamboo handicrafts.
I have no resistance to those small bamboo products.
"That's hard to come by. My husband sells them at the market in town. Those in the house are all custom-made by the villagers. Besides, I see you are not from our place, so it's impossible to come by." The woman shook her head.
"So, over there, does every household know how to weave bamboo?"
A bold idea came to Su Qing's mind.
"Yes, of course. Our place is called Zhulingou. Every household makes money by selling bamboo woven items. My father-in-law is quite far-sighted. He taught me the craft of bamboo weaving since I was young, and sent me to be a carpenter when I grew up. Our house is also the first blue brick house in the village." The woman was very proud.
As she spoke, the woman took out a small bamboo bird from her bag.
"Look, this is what my husband made up. It was originally intended for my grandson, but kids nowadays don't like these tacky things. They like glass marbles, playing cards, and other things I've never heard of." The woman looked a little disappointed.
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