The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

"——Bang, bang, bang—"

A green leather train full of passengers was like a giant dragon, roaring and shuttling between the mountains. The early morning mist obscured the mountains in the distance, and the low thatched houses were looming in the mist.

Xia Meng frowned and rubbed her sore neck, and slowly opened her eyes. The noise around her made her feel like she was in a vegetable market, and she could even smell the smell of poultry manure in her nose.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

"Goo! Goo! Goo!"

Xia Meng turned her head and saw at a glance two old hens and two big roosters in the aisle, their feet tied up with ropes and unable to move.

Xia Meng sighed softly. After riding the train for a day, Xia Meng's whole body was now sore. She shrank her neck, lowered her head, and buried her nose and mouth in the scarf again.

I hope the scarf can filter out the unspeakable smell in the carriage, and at the same time I can’t help but miss the high-speed trains and airplanes I took in my previous life.

Xia Mengmeng went to get a cup of hot water to brush her teeth, but she turned her head and glanced at the place where the water was drawn. There was already a long queue. People were everywhere in the carriage, and there was no place to stay.

It was more than an hour before we arrived in the capital, and Xia Meng felt that she could endure it a little longer.

Xia Meng leaned on the back of the chair and was about to fall asleep again when his eyes were suddenly flashed by something. people.

The young man seemed to have just returned from the toilet. He passed by a middle-aged woman wearing a gray patched cotton coat holding a child and returned to his seat.

Everything was normal. Xia Meng suspected that he had seen it wrong, so he closed his eyes again.

Unexpectedly, about half an hour later, a shrill soprano broke the harmony in the noisy carriage.

"My money is missing! Who took my money?"

Xia Meng woke up and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw the thin middle-aged woman wearing a gray patched cotton coat looking at everyone in the car with tears in her eyes and a panicked and helpless expression.

The train gradually entered the bridge hole, and the bright light was swallowed up by the darkness little by little. It was as if there was a huge net called despair, which was shrouding the woman little by little, making it impossible for her to escape.

The woman was holding a girl about one year old in her arms. The girl's cotton-padded clothes were in tatters and had patches of different colors and shapes.

The girl's face was sickly pale, her small hands were tightly grasping the clothes on the woman's chest, and her little body was trembling slightly.

Upon hearing this, the passengers subconsciously touched their pockets or chests. After feeling the swelling, they breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the woman with a bit of sympathy and pity that had nothing to do with them.

The woman had a sad face, tears rolling in her slightly cloudy eyes, her eyes almost pleading as she glanced at everyone who looked at her.

"Uh-huh... That's the money I paid for my child's medical treatment. Whoever sees it, give it back to me?"

The woman's hair is yellow and sparse. She should not be very old, but there are already several deep lines in the corners of her eyes. Her posture is very low, her body is hunched, and she is holding the child in her arms tightly, as if she is holding her last hair. A lifesaver.

"I'm not telling lies. My child is sick. That's the money I borrowed for my child's medical treatment. Who saw it?"

The woman's eyes were wide open, filled with indescribable eagerness and sincerity. She unconsciously grabbed the clothes on her chest with one hand, as if she wanted to cut her heart out for everyone to see.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

The young man with the warm smile from before gave his kind advice.

"Sister-in-law, did you forget where you put it? Look for it more carefully."

"Yes," the others also followed suit, "Look for it again."

The woman bit her lip, holding back her tears and explained to everyone,

"I was looking for it, but I couldn't find it."

The young man advised, "Look again."

The woman held the child tightly and touched her pocket with her free hand.

"I've been looking for it several times, and there's a hole in my pocket. I don't know when it was broken."

"Whoever took it, please give it back to me. Without the money for medical treatment, my child will not be saved!"

"If I didn't have my child, I wouldn't want to live!"

The woman cried. Suddenly, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the carriage aisle. The child she was holding in her arms was placed on the ground of the carriage, pressed to the ground, and kowtowed to everyone in the carriage.

"Nier, kowtow to your uncles and aunts!"

The girl is very well-behaved and sensible. She kowtows when asked to do so. Her little body is so thin that she loses her shape. When she kneels down, her body's center of gravity is unstable and she staggers around. However, she lies on the ground very obediently and kowtows to everyone little by little. .

What the woman said must be true. Xia Meng's nose has always been very good. She smelled a strong smell of medicine from the woman and child.

In the woman's eyes, the lost money is the life of her child. Her eyes with hidden hope glanced at everyone in the carriage, and all she got was disappointment.

The woman's expression gradually became numb, and the glimmer of light in her eyes was completely replaced by despair. When hope disappeared, the woman could no longer help holding her child and crying.

Everyone in the carriage couldn't bear it when they saw the woman crying so hard that they all spoke to comfort the woman and let her think more openly.

Some passengers sighed helplessly and complained quietly to the people around them.

"Public security has gotten worse and worse in the past two years."

"Yes, last month my aunt's cousin had his money stolen while taking a train."

"Did you get it back?"

"No! Thieves are rampant now."

The young man seemed unable to bear it and suggested,

"Sister-in-law, why don't you ask the flight attendant? Let the flight attendant help you look for it."

The carriage is too crowded and it is not easy for the flight attendant to go back and forth. No one knows when the flight attendant will come?

But there seemed to be no better way at the moment. When the woman heard the words, she bit her lips tightly to control her collapsed emotions. She picked up the child and kept bowing to thank her.

"Okay! Okay!"

The woman said, holding the child and squeezing to the right side of the carriage...

The people in the carriage sympathized with her plight and tried to make way for her.

But Xia Meng noticed that the young man who had smiled warmly and comforted the woman quietly stood up and squeezed towards the left side of the carriage...

Xia Meng narrowed her eyes. When she was out, it was better to have one less thing than one more thing. She didn't want to worry about it.

But...the woman's eyes, which are full of time and weather, seem to have grown up soaked in bitter water. One look at them makes people feel sad, and they can't help but feel the urge to pity her.

And the toddler's eyes, which should be carefree and full of infinite possibilities and vitality, look so lifeless.

So, Xia Meng stood up and blocked the young man's way.

Xia Meng's scarf covered the lower half of her face. Only the ends of her eyes were slightly upturned, and her bright cat eyes, like peach petals, stared closely at the young man.

Zhao Yongfu squinted his eyes, a flash of displeasure flashed across his eyes, and he stared at the girl in front of him.

The little girl wore a clean black cotton-padded jacket and a red scarf around her neck. The scarf covered half of her face, but the remaining upper half of her face had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and her exposed skin was as white as snow. of.

"Comrade, what's the matter?" Zhao Yongfu had a harmless smile on his face.

"Comrade," Xia Meng said in a casual tone, with a sweet and soft voice, which sounded very nice.

"The sister-in-law's money hasn't been found yet. It's better not to leave before the flight attendant comes. Otherwise, wouldn't it be misunderstood?"

Misunderstand?

What's the misunderstanding?

A guilty conscience?

Absconding with money?

Zhao Yongfu heard the implication of Xia Meng's words, and looked at Xia Meng with a slightly unkind look.

"Comrade," Zhao Yongfu still had a smile on his face, "I just want to go to the toilet. I don't know when the flight attendant will come. I can't keep holding my urine in, right?"

"What should I do if I'm so depressed?"

As soon as these words came out, many men in the carriage burst into laughter.

"Yes, lesbian. If the young man can't hold it in and pees, are you responsible?"

"Lesbians just have a lot of things to do. What does it have to do with you?"

"You are a woman, but you still care about men pooping and peeing? Are you ashamed?"

Faced with these malicious intentions, Xia Meng remained unmoved and just stared at the man, "Comrade, if I remember correctly, you just went to the toilet not long ago, right?"

"You're so young, you have to urinate frequently and urgently, and you can't finish it. Tsk tsk..." Xia Meng didn't show any shyness or embarrassment on her face. Instead, she looked up and down at Zhao Yongfu with interest.

"Comrade, are you suffering from kidney deficiency?"