There were people coming and going on the train, including strangers who came from all over the world and met by chance. No one had the intention to cause trouble on purpose.
But unfortunately, as soon as the two men finished chewing their tongues, the real master appeared from below, which made it appear that their actions were very villainous.
Song Ye's words just copied the geography book and explained the development status of Haicheng. He didn't point out anything by name. But because of the man's ridicule before, it didn't sound right now.
The men all became angry. The one who couldn't help it was the one with the loud mouth. He stuck out his head and glared at Song Ye, and asked sternly: "What do you mean?"
"It's boring, just say whatever you want, don't make any comments." Song Ye replied lightly, using the man's original words just now.
"You..." The man was angry, and his literati's talk suddenly became a squib when he met a master.
At this time, the man on Song Ye's upper bunk jumped down, frowned at the frail young man in the corner, and said seriously: "How can you, a student, talk to the teacher? Do you have a tutor?"
Song Ye was still reading ten lines at a time, and replied with a single thought, "What kind of tutoring is needed to deal with a teacher who chews on his students behind his back?"
This rhetorical question was like a heavy punch, knocking out both of them directly.
The man was so angry that he gritted his teeth. The woman next to him was afraid that one of Song Ye's children would suffer, so she immediately united the countrymen's front and stopped in front of the man, "You can't stand your ground, so don't let others talk about it."
Literary men have always looked down on women, advocating that good men should not fight with women, but now that they are in full public view, with people coming and going, it is hard for men to get angry for a while.
He shook his hands angrily and climbed onto the bed again.
In the first battle, Xiabu wins.
The woman is also an honest person. Apart from being a nagging person, she is quite honest. The first thing she did after sitting down was to apologize to Song Ye, "I'm sorry. If I hadn't been so talkative, I wouldn't have given it to you." It’s causing trouble.”
Song Ye shook his head and said he didn't mind, but he didn't really want to compete with someone who had nothing to do with him.
The woman was embarrassed, took out a paper bag, opened the white soft pastry inside, and said, "Would you like some? This is our specialty, Cotton Cloud Cake. My daughter makes it, you can try it."
Song Ye smelled a sweet smell and moved her eyes away from the book. This time she stretched out her hand and said, "Thank you." After that, she tasted this country snack.
It is soft and tender in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, more watery than marshmallows, and softer than ordinary pastries. It is indeed an excellent dessert.
Song Ye, who is picky and loves food, has always understood that the masters are among the people.
After the woman gave Song Ye a big piece, she carefully put the paper bag into her arms and said with a naive smile: "Haha, my daughter knew that I was going to celebrate the birthday of her distant relative's great-aunt, so she made it specially. Where we are The products in Beijing are not as good as those in Beijing, and they only have this special feature. Even the paper package is a bit tattered, and I don’t know if there is any packaging place in Beijing... "
Song Ye nodded, feeling that a woman's thoughtfulness was very valuable. Hearing that she was going to the capital to celebrate her birthday, he said, "After we got off the train, I happened to be going to buy gift boxes and take you to pack cakes."
The woman's eyes lit up and she grinned happily, "Oh, thank you so much."
Song Ye still didn't say much, and the woman didn't dare to disturb him anymore, and the scene became quiet again.
The train ran all the way from Haicheng to Beijing, stopping at every station for people to get on and off. It took three days to get to Beijing.
In the evening, the train stopped near the platform, and a spicy smell drifted in from the window. In this city famous for its spicy food, almost even the air was filled with a choking smell.
It happened to be dinner time. Song Ye got off the train and bought food, spicy shrimp, spicy shrimp, hot and sour noodles... good quality and cheap, cheap and big. Finally, she carried a hand full of bags and was about to return to the train. Suddenly, he felt extremely fast and light footsteps coming from behind him, rushing towards him accurately in the crowd.
Song Ye subconsciously dodged and turned her head to see a young man who looked like a homeless man passing by her. At that moment, his eyes were full of surprise.
At the same time, Song Ye felt that the paper bag was touched. The young man's hand burned the hot and sour noodles and gasped, but he continued to move forward without stopping.
Song Ye raised his eyes and followed his direction, and saw several men standing at the corner not far away. One of them was the sloppy man who occupied Song Ye's position today.
The man who bumped into someone walked over and whispered something to a few people, and then saw the sloppy man looking over. His eyes met Song Ye's in the air, and then he quickly moved away, lowered his head and said to the person just now. He said, "Don't provoke him."
Song Ye raised his eyebrows, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.
There was a mixture of dragons and snakes on the train. I didn't expect there to be such a cunning group of thieves. Yes, this group of people are thieves, and the person who just attacked from behind actually wanted to steal the wallet in her pocket. It's just that Song Ye dodges quickly, and that person knows how powerful he is, so he doesn't dare to move again.
In such a densely populated area, there are people from all walks of life, and Song Ye has no interest in disturbing other people's way of survival.
When she returned to her seat, the woman was eating fried beans. It was clear from one glance that she was reluctant to spend money. Song Ye bought more, so he invited her to eat with him as a courtesy to the cotton cloud cake.
The two of them were eating here, and the two men on the upper bunk also came back. Both of them looked unhappy and a little angry.
"Hmph, I've long known that he's not a good person. I've clearly seen him stealing people's things, and he still refuses to admit it." The foul-mouthed man in the suit looked indignant, like a little fire-breathing monster.
The bespectacled man traveling with him patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, I don't believe there is anything we can do. That person is probably a habitual thief on the train. We can just report him when we get off the train."
"Huh, this kind of scum of society should be dealt with properly. It is a danger to society." The man in the suit gritted his teeth. Most of the time, he was still angry that he couldn't scratch the dirt and lost face in front of others.
Finally, when they smelled the fragrance and saw Song Ye and the woman setting up a table full of dishes, they immediately said without politeness, "Corruption."
Then the two of them returned to the bunk, leaving the woman with a puzzled face, but Song Ye could understand.
The teacher looked glamorous, but in fact his salary was only two or three hundred a month, and the food for a table cost only twenty yuan. Naturally, they couldn't afford it, so they figured they would just buy some dry food, steamed buns or something to satisfy their hunger after getting off the bus.
And what she guessed was absolutely correct, so with their half-full bellies, the two grown men smelled the spicy fragrance below, filled with envy and jealousy.