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The sound of a violent argument in the sleeper compartment attracted the nearby flight attendants.

"What's going on with you? Do you know that you will disturb other passengers?" This was the second time the flight attendant came to warn them.

When Wang Lianhua saw the flight attendant coming, she felt like she had seen a savior.

"Comrade flight attendant, this grandparents and grandchildren are insulting my personality. They are morally corrupt. Please kick them out immediately."

This is a case of turning the tables and confusing right and wrong. When he saw the flight attendant coming over, he acted like a victim.

Yuan Zhimiao raised her eyes and the subtitles added by the system appeared automatically. Zhang Heng was 19 years old, a passionate and upright young man. His appearance was in line with the aesthetics of this era.

Yuan Zhimiao said loudly: "Comrade flight attendant, it is obviously she who is being unreasonable. My grandmother and I have never said anything excessive."

Bai Shuying said: "Comrade flight attendant, I can prove that it was the old lady who caused the trouble. The mother-in-law and the little girl were just kindly reminding us."

With a witness present, the matter was settled and cleared up. Flight attendant Zhang Heng said, "Auntie, if you continue like this, I can only ask the flight attendant to ask you to get off."

Wang Lianhua saw that the situation was not favorable to her, so she quickly said, "It's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Comrade, go and do your work!"

The conductor Zhang Heng left for the next carriage.

Wang Lianhua was filled with anger and had no place to vent it, so she could only curse her silent daughter-in-law.

"My son was really blind to marry you. He is not good at anything and never gets enough to eat."

Wu Caiying lowered her head and held the child in her arms: "Mom, I was wrong." I guess she herself didn't know where she was wrong.

After all, it was the other party's family affair, Yuan Zhimiao was too lazy to care, nor did she want to care. One was willing to fight, the other was willing to be beaten. In the end, it was just a matter of each taking what he needed. As the old saying goes, there must be something hateful about a pitiful person.

After all this quarrel, Yuan Zhimiao felt a little hungry, so she said, "Grandma, I'm a little hungry, let's eat instant noodles!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Shen Chunhua said softly. She now liked everything about Yuan Zhimiao. She was pretty and brought honor to her.

Yuan Zhimiao pretended to take out the enamel pot from her bag, but she actually smuggled it from the space. The two people's bags only contained some light clothes. Before leaving, Erzhuang was still wondering why his mother didn't bring anything. Shen Chunhua made up a random excuse that she brought money and would buy it when the journey was too long.

Yuan Zhimiao went to get hot water. There were several people in front of her, so she waited in line patiently.

The woman in front filled several bottles at a time, and when it was Yuan Zhimiao's turn, the hot water was gone.

Yuan Zhimiao was just about to go to the next carriage to get hot water when she was stopped by the woman.

"Little girl, are you alone?" She was dressed gaudy and smelled cheap. Her smile was fake, just like the wolf grandmother in Little Red Riding Hood.

Yuan Zhimiao looked up at her and couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Seeing that Yuan Zhimiao didn't say anything, the woman thought the girl was shy, so she continued, "Don't be afraid, little girl! I am a good person."

Yuan Zhimiao looked at her and said, "It's not like a bad person has it written on his face."

The woman frowned, but her expression quickly changed.

"You are such a vigilant kid!"

Yuan Zhimiao asked coldly, "Are you okay? If not, I still need to get some water."

The woman said, "I just came from that side, but there is no hot water in the car over there. You have to walk a long way. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth."

Yuan Zhimiao choked and said, "I'm not in a hurry. I have plenty of time. It doesn't matter where I go to get water." He looked like he was trying to keep people at a distance.

The woman continued to smile falsely: "How can you be so ungrateful, kid! I can share some of the hot water I have. This way you don't have to run so far."

"Thank you, but no, I can do it myself." Yuan Zhimiao refused.

The woman didn't expect that the seemingly innocent girl in front of her would be so difficult to deal with, so she suddenly thought of a solution.

"Why don't you do me a favor and take the water bottles back. There are too many for me to hold."

Yuan Zhimiao had no expression on her face; she felt extremely annoyed.

"No help, I have other things to do." He simply refused and didn't give the other party any chance to take advantage.

After saying that, Yuan Zhimiao went to another carriage to get hot water. Seeing Yuan Zhimiao walking away, the woman was so angry that she stomped her feet.

The hard seat area was crowded with people, so Yuan Zhimiao decided not to squeeze in. She was really curious about how the attendant pushed the cart in. She didn't even have a place to put her feet, but the attendant could still sell things inside.

Yuan Zhimiao had no choice but to go back to the sleeper car to look for it. The train was rattling along the track. After walking for a long time, he finally found a place where he didn't have to queue.

Yuan Zhimiao took out homemade noodles and seasonings from her small bag and poured boiling water into them. After a while, the overbearing aroma filled the entire aisle.

Yuan Zhimiao took a deep breath and put the homemade red sausage and braised eggs into the enamel jar.

It's perfect to eat a bowl of hot instant noodles on a long journey.

Yuan Zhimiao was just about to leave with the enamel pot when a private room nearby opened.

This is the young man wearing a Zhongshan suit, with slicked back hair, regular facial features and thick black eyebrows. He looks particularly heroic.

"Little comrade!"

This formal address really made Yuan Zhimiao stunned for a moment.

The young man was afraid of scaring her, so he said in a gentle tone: "Little comrade, I have no ill intentions. I just want to know what you cooked that smells so good."

Instant noodles were still a rare commodity in this era and were mostly sold in foreign trade stores.

"Instant noodles, this was bought by one of my uncles from the foreign trade store in Hai City." Yuan Zhimiao lied. After all, if she said she made it, it would seem too avant-garde.

The young man asked, "Can you give me some? I can pay for it."

Yuan Zhimiao thought for a moment and said, "Okay, uncle, I can only give you 2 packs at most."

"Thank you very much." The young man thanked.

Yuan Zhimiao handed the instant noodles wrapped in oil paper to the young man: "Uncle, the noodles and seasonings are all in it."

"How much does it cost?" the young man asked.

"3 yuan." Yuan Zhimiao randomly quoted a price. Although she had never bought it, she estimated it to be about the same.

The young man handed her the money, and Yuan Zhimiao took it and put it in her pocket.

The deal was done, and Yuan Zhimiao left in style, carrying her enamelware pot. She waved her sleeves and left without a single cloud. The young man thought this little girl was particularly interesting.

When Yuan Zhimiao returned to her own box, the overbearing aroma made little Shunliu burst into tears.

Having just had a fight with the old woman, Yuan Zhimiao was not so kind as to share.

"Grandma, let's eat!"

Shen Chunhua has tried this novel instant noodles of her granddaughter many times.

We divided it into two enamel teacups, with about the same amount for both of us.

Seeing that the two were eating so happily, Bai Shuying bought a box lunch, and He Zhihai also bought a box lunch after reading the newspaper. Various aromas mixed together. Wang Lianhua and her grandchildren's stomachs growled unconsciously.