Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 28 On the train

Not to mention that Mao Qianjin, who usually has a silly smile, is quite intimidating when he gets angry with a stern face, just by frowning his two thick, comical eyebrows together.

With his loud shout, not only did the three adults and one child in this carriage dare not breathe too loudly, but people in the next few carriages also leaned out, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and an irresistible desire to watch the spectacle.

"Sorry, comrade, the child is too naughty and has dirtied your bed. Um, how about I switch with you?"

The couple had a seven or eight-year-old child with them, and the husband had a refined and polite demeanor.

His wife had the most fashionable perm in Shanghai, and wore bright red lipstick. She habitually looked at people with a sidelong glance, exuding a strong sense of superiority.

"What's the big fuss about? What child isn't mischievous? Nobody took this, and it's still sitting here perfectly fine. It's not like you're making a fuss over it..."

"Yuan Hongmei!"

"What did I say wrong? Why are several adults arguing with a child?"

Looking at the child huddled behind his parents, occasionally making faces at the three of them and constantly taunting them with "yueyueyue," Mao Qianjin's clenched fist cracked loudly.

Zhang Ze, with a similarly somber expression, replied coldly that it was unnecessary. Recalling that incident from many years ago, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pat his shoulder forcefully, offering silent comfort.

Taking a deep breath, Mao Qianjin walked forward silently and sat down without paying attention to the footprints on the sheet.

The footprints were so clear and large, how could he not tell they belonged to a child? It was precisely because he knew that he couldn't control the sudden surge of anger rising within him.

He gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth; as expected, he still couldn't let go, couldn't forget.

Therefore, he has no plans to start a family and have children, because he has no tolerance for children... and doesn't deserve it.

"Brother Zhang?"

Seeing the ambiguous look in his eyes and his silent shake of the head, Su Ning nodded knowingly and asked no more questions.

"Ningning, you sleep on the lower bunk, and I'll sleep on the middle bunk above."

"it is good."

Zhang Ze didn't rush to get on the train. The train was like a giant steamer at midday, unbearably hot, and the various unpleasant smells made it impossible to sleep.

He walked up to Mao Qianjin and squeezed him right next to his buttocks, pushing him to the side, while he himself sat casually in the spacious middle position.

At this point, the sensible man had already let his wife and children climb onto his bunk. When it was his turn, he reached for the iron railing next to him while repeatedly apologizing to the two people sitting there.

As for his wife's occasional grumbling and veiled criticisms, he skillfully ignored them.

Having just experienced separation and then encountering this unpleasant event, Su Ning rubbed her swollen eyes from crying and sat down on the bed opposite the two of them.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Mao, give me that open little bag."

Calling it a small bag is only relative to their other luggage; it's anything but small.

Li Hehua was worried that the food on the train wouldn't suit her taste, so she prepared a lot of food, probably using up all the food she had in her kitchen at home.

Fortunately, before leaving, she quietly left behind a lot of grains and vegetables, and even specially selected two or three kinds of seasonal fruits, about ten pounds each.

To have a plausible excuse, he went out several times in front of them, returning with several large burlap sacks or large suitcases, claiming they were necessities for this long trip.

Before she actually left, she had already changed her clothes and blankets into something she had prepared in her space to disguise herself.

—When they get home and see this, Grandpa Fu and the others will probably be shocked, right?

As if imagining Yingying and Xiaotingzi's boisterous manner, Su Ning couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

The opened bag contained several aluminum lunch boxes, which smelled strongly of scallions and pork. Inside, they were filled with dumplings.

Besides the dumplings in the lunchbox, there was also a dozen scallion pancakes wrapped in oil paper and about twenty tea eggs.

"Gudong~"

Someone started swallowing hard, repeatedly, saying, "Mom, dumplings, dumplings, I want dumplings!"

"Damn, this smells so good! Are these pork dumplings? Oh my, this aroma is making my mouth water!"

"It's not a holiday, and they're showing off just because they took a train. It's just a pork dumpling, and they're acting like they've never eaten one before!"

"..."

Immediately, everyone who smelled the fragrance couldn't resist, and many were filled with envy and jealousy.

Even the smarter, quicker ones immediately pulled out their dry rations and gnawed on them, their eyes tightly closed and their faces showing an indescribable satisfaction.

"Your sister-in-law's cooking is still as good as ever!"

Zhang Ze and Mao Qianjin also shook off their inexplicably gloomy mood, their eyes shining as they looked at the bowl of plump white dumplings.

"Ningning, shall we eat this now? Or save it for dinner?"

"Eat it while it's still warm. My aunt also made mushroom chili sauce. It'll be good to get some rice from the dining car tonight and eat it with it."

"Okay, I'll do as Ningning says!"

Su Ning pulled out three tea eggs, and along with the lunchbox in her hand, handed each of them a box of dumplings and a tea egg.

If it weren't for what happened earlier, the three of them would have felt a little embarrassed and would definitely have shared some with their fellow passengers.

Now... all I do is eat.

No one seemed to hear the child jumping and screaming from the upper bunk, or the woman's veiled accusations and insults.

Mao Qianjin, unusually mischievous, childishly praised the food with various ecstatic gestures, provoking even louder crying and cursing from above.

It's clear he really dislikes these kinds of bratty kids.

Su Ning and Zhang Ze exchanged a glance, both amused and exasperated, and simultaneously chose to remain silent, protective of their own.

“That…comrade.”

Lying on the other upper bunk above Suning was a young man in his early twenties.

He wore a military green vest over a white short-sleeved shirt, had a neat buzz cut, and his features were the currently popular square face.

"Can I trade you some dumplings or a tea egg?"

Wu Ming cautiously made his request. Although he was a little embarrassed, he couldn't hold back any longer. He was afraid that if he couldn't have a bite, he would be restless all night!

Li Hehua stuffed about thirty or forty dumplings into a box, which Su Ning couldn't finish even if she went hungry for two meals.

Rather than saving it for the next meal or even the meal after that, it's better to kill two birds with one stone.

So after hearing his words, Su Ning hesitated for less than a minute before readily agreeing.

"thanks, thanks!"

Hearing her agree, Wu Ming was overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly. He immediately grabbed his military green crossbody bag and quickly jumped down.

Not only did they give us plenty of food coupons, but they also enthusiastically insisted on giving us some of the biscuits and pastries we brought with us.

After lunch, the strangers became noticeably more familiar with each other, exchanging names and chatting about where they were going and where they were headed.

Especially after learning that he had just finished visiting the cemetery to sweep the graves and was preparing to return to his hometown in southern Hunan for work.

Zhang Ze and Mao Qianjin, who still have deep feelings for the military, have an even stronger affinity for him because of his status as a family member of LS.

(End of this chapter)