Jiang Xiao didn't know how to tell him for a while.

As for Meng Bully's performance in the past two days, she was sure that if she told him, he would be angry.

Still tangled, Jiang Songhai and the others came back, she simply hurried out to help carry things, and the topic did not continue, until she was going to pick up Meng Lao with Chu Liang in the evening, and she didn't have a chance to say it yet.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Meng Lao got off the train, and this was still early. It was said that it was supposed to stop for 20 minutes in the middle of the road to avoid it, but it was canceled and arrived at the station more than 20 minutes earlier than the original time.

It was also very cold in the capital at this time, but the cooling on the side of M City was freezing cold, and a trace of cold air drilled into the bones one by one.

There were quite a few people getting off at this station, and there must have been twenty or thirty people pouring down.

Meng Lao was holding a black travel bag in his hand, standing at the train station a little dazed.

At this moment, a car pushed over, and a sweet smell got into my nose.

Baked sweet potatoes?

Meng Lao was immediately attracted.

He also went out in the early morning today, and when he went out, he found that Meng Chaojun had not come back yet.

Didn't return overnight.

If it weren't for Aunt Guo, he might have died at home and no one would know.

You don't have to think about it to know that it was the daughter-in-law who ran back to her parents' house, and his unruly son followed him.

When he came out, Meng's friend bought him a bag of noodles and a can of eight-treasure porridge, but after a whole day and a night on the train, those things had already been eaten, and it was not enough for three meals.

There was nothing to eat at night until his weekday supper.

At this time, Meng Lao was already hungry.

Where can you hold back when you see roasted sweet potatoes?

He immediately hurried over with his things and said to the vendor who sold roasted sweet potatoes, "Fellow, bring me two roasted sweet potatoes!"

"Uncle, it just so happens that I only have two left. ”

The peddler had planned to take the two home and eat them for himself, but the weather was too cold, so he guarded the last train, and when he came down, he saw that everyone was hurrying out of the station, and thought that no one wanted to buy it.

When he met Meng Lao, he was very happy.

It's better to eat less for yourself, and you can earn two more money.

As soon as he took the bag and handed it to Meng Lao, someone suddenly rushed over and snatched the two roasted sweet potatoes with one hand.

"I'm starving, give me these two first! a five-cent, isn't it?" said the man, tossing a dollar and turning to peel the roasted sweet potato.

Smelling that sweet smell, Meng Lao was a little unbearable.

He had only fainted once last night, and he had been on the train for another day, and his spirits were not very good, and the bread and eight-treasure porridge he ate were cold, and now he was looking forward to something a little hot to put down his stomach, which could warm his stomach and refresh himself.

I didn't expect that even the roasted sweet potatoes were robbed.

Meng Lao was not a good-tempered person, but when he saw this, he was furious, and he reached out and snatched the two roasted sweet potatoes again, and scolded them angrily: "I said that you know what it means to come first and then come? This is what I want to buy, what are you robbing?"

The man was wearing a blue cotton coat and a cotton hat on his head, and he looked like his nose was red from the cold. The sweet potato that was about to be bitten was snatched by Meng Lao, and he was also angry.

When he saw that he was an old man and a single person, he immediately became frightened.

"Old thing, you said you bought it? Did you give the money?"