Rebirth as a 1960s Young Educated Youth, Spoiled by a Handsome and Rough Man

Chapter 325: Sloppy guy

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The flight attendant became impatient and pointed at little Cheng Li's face. Did they think they were blind? How could such a young child be so cruel as to do such a thing and then act like a rogue when he couldn't get the thing.

The old woman glanced at her son, wanting to tell him that they had hit a wall this time. It would have been better if she hadn't looked at him. After she did, she was so angry that her face was still red and swollen. However, she looked at Cheng Qiao with surprise in her eyes.

Just judging from the murderous intent in this woman's eyes and the strength with which she grabbed her hair, she was not someone to be trifled with. And her little brat was so strong at such a young age. If her son liked him, there would be a way out for both of them in the future.

"Comrade, do you and your son have any other loss besides the fried rice?"

"Yes, my son was beaten and his ears are deaf. I don't know if his hand is broken or not. His back was also stepped on. We have to go to the hospital for a check-up to find out."

"Who hit you?"

"It was a fight between the two of them."

The flight attendant looked at the people around him, and everyone nodded quietly. They couldn't bear to see two adults bullying a child.

But the child was only being raised by a young mother, who probably couldn't handle the two of them, so she curled up and dared not move.

"Why didn't you guys help to stop the child? Look how badly he got beaten."

The flight attendants didn't quite understand these people. In the past few years, when such things happened on the train, there were people who stood up to fight for justice, but in the past two years, there seemed to be fewer and fewer such people.

"What if we get beaten? We have elderly parents and young children to take care of."

A middle-aged woman muttered in a low voice, which resonated with the people around her. Everyone nodded silently and also grabbed the hands of the children beside them.

"Take them away. We will send them to the police station. If your child is found to have any problems, I will ask them to compensate you. I just ask you to provide me with your contact information."

Cheng Qiao took out a piece of paper, wrote a phone number and her name, and handed it to the flight attendant. She didn't notice that when another flight attendant saw Cheng Qiao's name, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The person was taken away. In fact, the man's face could be healed with some medicine. Cheng Qiao filled half a teacup of boiling water and then added some cold water from her own space, so that Cheng Li could drink the water quickly.

But after all, the temperature is around 50 or 60 degrees. Although it won't cause serious burns if you splash it on your face, it will definitely cause redness. If you don't pay attention to hygiene, it is possible that the skin will become inflamed and rotten in the future.

"How about having some cakes? Mom will take you to the dining car for dinner in the evening."

Little Cheng Li shook his head. He was not very hungry. His grandma had just stuffed a lot of chocolates and biscuits into his schoolbag. He would not be hungry if he just ate a little.

This time Cheng Qiao was very careful. She used her consciousness to push aside the tin foil of the chocolate in space and then stuffed it directly into Cheng Li's mouth.

Cheng Li held a chocolate in his mouth and enjoyed his mother applying the ointment gently on his face. The ointment was cool and felt very comfortable when applied on his face.

But after the medicine on his face was applied and the medicated wine on his back was rubbed, the comfortable feeling turned into pain. However, he didn't say a word. Now he couldn't bear the pain and refused to sleep at night.

"This child is really able to endure hardships. He is such a good child."

Sitting opposite them was a couple, and there was a middle-aged man next to them. It was obvious that the middle-aged man didn't want to sit next to the couple. The two seemed to be too close, and he couldn't stand it.

"Lady, can I sit next to you? Your child is small and there is more space, so I can sit more comfortably."

Normally, three people sit in this kind of seat. But there are only Cheng Qiao and Xiao Chengli sitting here. It seems that there is still one ticket that has not been sold.

She was somewhat reluctant. The two of them were sitting comfortably in their seats, doing some small movements from time to time. If a stranger came over, what would they do if he found out something

Unexpectedly, before Cheng Qiao shook her head, an old voice floated over her head: "Found it. How can such a shabby seat be so hard to find?"

She and Xiao Chengli both looked up and saw a man who was about 1.7 meters tall and in his 50s or 60s. Although his clothes were not patched, they were very dirty.

I don’t know how long it has been since he last washed his hair. His face was covered with stains all over, and his untidy beard covered half of his face. He looked dirtier than a beggar.

"I'm dirty, please sit a little closer. If you get hit, don't ask me to pay for my clothes. I don't have that much money."

The man opposite frowned in disdain and asked directly: "Uncle, is this where your ticket is? Don't go the wrong way."

"You are blind, look carefully to see if this is the place. You are a dog that looks down on people."

"Mr., why are you cursing? What they said is right. Your attire is obviously not suitable for this position."

The woman in the couple also spoke up. Not only did she look disgusted, but the words she said while covering her mouth were heart-wrenching.

"Say it again, don't accuse me of cursing. You're asking for a beating. See if I will spit in your face."

The woman stopped talking. This man was too lethal. If he really spit on her face, she would be so disgusted that she would die.

Little Cheng Li was originally sitting near the window, but when he saw this man was so sloppy, he wanted to change seats with Cheng Qiao. But how could Cheng Qiao agree

The mother and son leaned towards the car window. The man did not move. He just looked at the obviously empty seat that could accommodate a child, and took out a teacup from his torn bag.

"Oh, life is hard. This steamed bun is too hard. It hurts my throat. I'll get some hot water and soften it before eating."

The sloppy man picked up the teacup, filled half the cup with boiling water, broke the steamed bun into pieces, threw them into the boiling water, and started talking to himself.

Cheng Qiao didn't say anything, and neither did the three people opposite him. Cheng Li thought for a moment, then took out a corn steamed bun from his backpack and handed it to the sloppy man:

"Uncle, you must be out of money. Eat some steamed bread. My grandma made it especially for me. It's very expensive."

The sloppy man's eyes flashed, and he snatched the corn steamed bun from Cheng Li's hand, ate it in two or three bites, then drank a big sip of water, and lay down like Ge You with satisfaction, closing his eyes and preparing to rest.

The car kept moving forward and the scenery kept receding. Looking at the mountains in the distance, the bright red sunset slowly set and the sky was about to draw a black curtain.

"Come on, Mom will take you to dinner."

The sloppy man where Ge You was lying was not asleep. Hearing this, he moved his body and legs to the side. Cheng Qiao picked up the small package and took little Cheng Li to the dining car.

The dining car was very empty. There were dozens of seats in the whole car, and there were only about a dozen people sitting sparsely. Judging from their clothes, they should all be from relatively good financial conditions.