The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Before that man, there were two women, separated by more than a dozen people, who had already arrived. Seeing two children lying on the chairs over there, one woman tried to push the children's legs away and sat on the chair herself.

Miao Shiwen, who was standing opposite, had already woken up and immediately stopped him: "Hey, sister-in-law, don't touch the child."

The woman frowned: "There are so many people on the bus, why are children taking up three seats at that?"

Miao Shiwen said: "Those are our own seats. We have to squeeze in so that the children can fall asleep."

"Just pick up the child, we'll just sit on the side." The woman spoke to herself and actually tried to pick up Lu Yi.

Yang Aijun was about to stand up, but Zhu Xiaomin held him down with one hand, got up, grabbed the woman and pulled her away, saying coldly, "Sister-in-law, don't touch my child."

Nowadays, if a man and a woman have a conflict and the other party accuses him of being a hooligan, he will get covered in shit.

Xie Chengzhi also stood up: "Sister-in-law, it's inappropriate for you to touch other people's children casually, right?"

The woman looked at him, then at Miao Shiwen and Zhu Xiaomin, and muttered in a low voice: "You have seats, but you let the children occupy them, and you don't care whether others have seats or not." She muttered to herself and walked forward again.

Watching the two women walk away, Zhu Xiaomin turned around and went back to her seat. When she turned around, she glanced at the person passing by, stepped back slightly to make way for the aisle, and waited until the person passed before going back to sit.

In just this moment, Zhu Xiaomin's mind was extremely clear, and she no longer felt sleepy. When she heard the carriage become quiet again, she leaned over slightly and whispered in Yang Aijun's ear: "There are bad guys on the train. Tell everyone quietly, don't sleep too hard."

Yang Aijun was startled and subconsciously wanted to look around. Zhu Xiaomin pulled him back and he came to his senses. After a while, he stood up and pretended to go to the toilet, and then whispered something to everyone.

After the train passed another small station, someone was vaguely walking towards this side, but stopped next to Xing Qingsheng's row at the back.

There were many such situations along the way, and no one paid attention to it. However, Chen Xudong, who was originally sitting on the outside of Xie Chengzhi, got up to go to the toilet. Miao Shiwen "woke up", and Xie Chengzhi got up. Miao Shiwen moved out, carried Lu Yi inside and fell asleep, and Xie Chengzhi sat where Lu Yi had slept before.

After Chen Xudong came back, he did not return to his original seat, but naturally squeezed together with the people in the front row.

The train swayed and continued on for another full hour. It stopped at a small station, where there was still a small commotion and people moving around, and then it became quiet again.

At four o'clock in the morning, the darkest time before dawn, the train wound its way into a tunnel. Without the sunlight coming in from the windows, the carriage suddenly became even darker.

In the silence, I suddenly heard a woman at the end of the carriage shouting: "Rogue, catch the rogue, someone is being a rogue..."

Just this one shout caused a commotion in the originally quiet carriage. Many people were woken up and stood up to look back.

The lights in the carriage were dim, and as we entered a tunnel, the light from outside the window was blocked, making it even harder to see anything.

The woman's voice quickly turned miserable: "Help, hooligan, someone is being a hooligan, someone come and save me..."

No matter what time it is, being a hooligan is the most despicable behavior.

The men in the carriage could no longer sit still. Xie Chengzhi signaled to Miao Shiwen to stay and he rushed over there. Yang Aijun paused and followed.

As soon as the two of them moved, many people stood up and squeezed over there, and the aisle in the carriage was suddenly empty.

Miao Shiwen glanced at Zhu Xiaomin and sat there without moving. Zhu Xiaomin also just looked back and then looked at the two children sleeping on the chairs. She also did not move but just sat up and looked back.

There were many people in the carriage, and in the dim light, the crowd could not see what was happening, but the woman's screams became even more shrill.

Just when everyone's attention was drawn, a woman suddenly shouted from the other side: "My child, my child is missing." A woman in her thirties with pigtails stood up and looked around anxiously, almost crying, "My child, who stole my child..."

Traffickers?

This is more hateful than a gangster.

There were many adults with children on the bus. When they heard this, they hurried to squeeze back. Half of the carriage was suddenly filled with pushing and shoving, becoming a mess.

How come someone lost a child?

Zhu Xiaomin was a little surprised and stood up to look over there, but she only saw chaos. When she turned her head, she seemed to sense something on the ground approaching Xie Jing from the corner of her eye. She immediately turned around and saw a woman who was originally sitting on the ground in the darkness slowly crawling forward to hug Xie Jing who was sleeping there.

Zhu Xiaomin was startled, and without thinking, she raised her leg and kicked out hard.

The woman was caught off guard and with a scream, she rushed inside and hit Miao Shiwen's leg.

Miao Shiwen was startled and looked down, and saw that her hand had reached out to the side of Xie Jing's head, and the other hand was supporting on the ground beside her. She was also shocked, raised her foot, stomped down hard, and crushed it hard with her heel.

The woman felt pain in her fingers and screamed loudly. She couldn't help crying out: "Someone is hitting me, someone is hitting me..."

Miao Shiwen grabbed her hair and pressed her down, gritting her teeth and cursing, "Asshole, how dare you touch my child."

Zhu Xiaomin rushed forward, grabbed her other hand and twisted it backwards, then kicked her twice in the lower back, gritting her teeth and cursing, "Damn human trafficker, I'm going to hit you!"

"Hey, two female comrades, stop hitting people. What makes you say she is a human trafficker?" The man who was sitting on the ground next to Xing Qingsheng shouted.

Miao Shiwen stepped on the woman's hand and said coldly: "If you are not a human trafficker, why would you touch someone else's child?"

"No, no, I just want to sit for a while..." The woman cried out in pain and tried to pull her hand back, but her arm was twisted so she couldn't use any strength at all.

"Let go first. If you have something to say, talk it over nicely. Why are you hitting people like that?" the man yelled in dissatisfaction and came over to pull Zhu Xiaomin away.

Xing Qingsheng stretched out his hand to stop him: "Let's call the police first. We can't let the traffickers go."

At this time, several other people came over and said in a flurry, "The child is fine, why do you insist on saying that others are human traffickers? Let him go."

"Let's call the police!" Wu Xulin also stood up.

"She said she just wanted to sit down. Don't frame a good person." Another woman also shouted, "There are so many people in the car, and your two children take up four seats. What's wrong with others wanting to sit down?"

Zhu Xiaomin sneered: "You want to sit down, but you didn't discuss it with the adults. Instead, you took advantage of the chaos in the car and took the child directly when we adults were not paying attention?"