Chapter 183: Dirty Lunch

"Phew! What's wrong with the public? This is not in your house, where am I willing to train the child, can you control it? ”

The woman spat on her old phlegm, almost making the woman sick from her lunch.

Faced with this kind of unqualified dirt bun, the woman's face suddenly turned cold, "It's not right for you to be noisy." ”

"Ouch, I'm weird, why don't you read at home, but you have to run to the train to read it, what's the matter? Show us that you know how to read and write, and that you are knowledgeable! The woman sneered, held a little doll in her arms, and continued to scold the little girl, but the voice became louder.

Although Tian Ruo frowned, feeling that this woman was really noisy, her previous experience made her unwilling to cause more trouble, so she slept with her head covered.

Shen Mofei looked at the regressing scenery outside the window, the Yanhuang country in this era was backward and poor, most of the people were dressed quite plainly, even the color of the clothes was not bright, and they looked gray at a glance, and they couldn't see any vitality.

Of course, this vitality is only in terms of color, but it is extraordinarily rich in spirit.

"No quality."

The woman had a dark face, obviously knowing that arguing alone was definitely no match for this kind of hillbilly, so she closed the book in her hand and went to the bathroom.

In fact, none of the people in the sleeper car slept, after all, there are so many petty thieves these years, and no one dares to guarantee that their things will not be lost.

The clatter of trains was accompanied by the noise in the carriages.

The woman in the lower bunk began to beat and scold the child again, and the cry of the little girl filled the entire carriage, Shen Mofei frowned, but did not say much.

"It took eight lifetimes of blood mold for my mother to meet a money-loser like you, eat food, eat a fart! If you can't get food at your grandmother's house this time, you'll starve to death! The woman's scolding voice was accompanied by slapping.

The loud crying of the little girl gradually turned into a small sob.

Perhaps knowing that no one would care about her anymore, she timidly covered her gurgling belly, and stared at the white-flour steamed buns that the woman fed her son.

However, when they looked at it like this, they were all slapped hard by the woman.

The man sleeping on Tian Ruo's upper bunk couldn't look at it, and lay on the bed and said unhappily: "When the child is hungry, can't you just give her something to eat?" Why do you do this to the child? You're still not her mother? ”

"Ouch, another nosyman, huh?" The woman raised her head sneeringly, "The old lady's food can be given to whoever she wants, if you think this dead girl is pitiful, then you will spend money to buy her food!" ”

"You!" The man had never seen such a mother, and sneered: "I'm not stupid, you mother-in-law doesn't give you food, why should I, an outsider, help you feed the child?" ”

After saying this, he grabbed the cover and turned over, and simply couldn't see it.

"Phew, I thought you meddling were all good people, all of you are hypocritical!" The woman was on the ground with another mouthful of old phlegm, looking at it with disgusting panic.

Just as the woman who was reading the book came back from going to the toilet with a boxed lunch sold on the train, her brows furrowed even tighter when she saw this scene, and said angrily: "Can't you talk about hygiene?" Do you really call the train home? ”

"Am I glad you can handle it? The flight attendants didn't say anything, you're in a hurry. ”

The woman's inverted triangular eyes stared directly at the lunch box in her hand, and she smiled gloomily.

The woman was really angry with her, so she simply put the lunch box on the table, opened it with a cold face and prepared to eat.

But before she could open her mouth, the woman spat again.

But this time she didn't spit on the ground, but spit in someone's lunch box.

"What the hell do you want to do! Why are you spitting in my rice? The woman was furious, "What the hell do you want to be ashamed of?!" ”

"The old lady can vomit wherever she wants, it's your business, this train is not your home."

The woman shouted at her triumphantly, but her eyes were hard to look into the lunch box.

Good guys, these stinky city women are losers! I actually ate braised pork and white rice! There's also a boiled egg!

Damn, she hadn't touched meat in the countryside for a long time, and she couldn't stand the smell of it.

She smiled, "If you don't want to eat, I'll help you eat it." ”

"For you?" The woman couldn't see what the country woman had in mind, she just wanted to eat her box of lunch.

With her family's conditions, a boxed lunch on the train is not a problem at all, but she can't get used to the shameless virtue of the hillbilly!

Laughing contemptuously, the woman picked up the place where she had spit with chopsticks and wrapped it in her handkerchief, and threw it directly into the trash.

The woman's face changed, and when she saw that the lunch box in her hand was about to fly, she immediately said, "Hey, aren't you women in the city very hypocritical?" What's the matter, you want to eat the lunch box I spit on. ”

"You don't have to worry about it, even if I throw away the food, I won't give someone like you something to eat." The woman smiled coldly, got up with the lunch box and walked to the aisle between the two carriages, and said loudly: "My lunch box was maliciously spat on by a woman, and I have already taken out the dirty place and thrown it away, do any of you want the rest of these?" ”

"I, I want it!"

"Give it to me, I'll eat! I eat! ”

"Isn't it just saliva, it's nothing, I'll eat, I'll eat, I've been hungry for two days."

To Shen Mofei's surprise, there were actually many people who were willing to eat such a dirty box lunch.

She leaned on the head of the bed and stuck out her head, watching the woman give the boxed lunch to an old woman who was thin and almost had only a layer of skin left.

When the old woman got the still hot lunch, she burst into tears of gratitude.

Under the envious gaze of everyone, she did not rush to start enjoying this dirty box lunch, but returned to her bunk tremblingly, and shared it with a little granddaughter who was also skinny.

Shen Mofei didn't know what attracted her to this scene, the old woman only ate a little rice sticky to the braised pork sauce from beginning to end, and as for the meat, she gave it all to her granddaughter.

"Money-losing goods, useless things! Why don't you die! You can't even eat, you're not even as good as a beggar! ”

Seeing this, the woman on her bunk immediately became angry and began to make fun of the little girl again, but everyone present could hear that she was referring to Sang scolding Huai.

Seeing that she was angry at this virtue, the woman was in a better mood, and stood at the aisle and said to Shen Mofei and the others: "I'm in a good mood today, please eat braised pork, I tasted a piece when I bought it, this master's craftsmanship is not ordinary authentic." ”