Full-level bosses win in the chronology

Chapter 118 118. On the Train

Seeing her crying so sadly, Yang Shufen and the others couldn't help but turn their backs and wipe away their tears.

Jiang Shengli, a man in his late fifties, also had red eyes.

He stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Jiang's arm.

"Mom, let's go back. When Le Bao settles down, I'll take you to Beijing to see her."

Mrs. Jiang clutched her heart. After Le Bao left, she felt empty in her heart.

She is almost seventy this year.

I don't know how many days are left to live. It's been so many days since my daughter left. How should she live this day?

Wiping the tears off his face with his hand, he went back in a depressed mood.

When they came back, Jiang Weimin secretly stood behind the door.

He was also reluctant to part with his daughter, but he couldn't bear the pain of parting.

So I endured it and didn't go.

Le Bao took Jiang Qingqing all the way onto the train.

Fortunately, they entrusted their relationship to buy a sleeper berth.

Otherwise, it will all be squeezed into meatloaf,

When passing by the hard seat, it is as crowded as the bus of later generations.

The internal structure of the train is no different from that of later generations, except that it is a little older.

In some places the paint leather has risen.

The shelf is also very simple, and the mattress is very thin.

Jiang Qingqing was carrying two large bags by herself.

Squeeze all the way.

According to the ticket number, I found my own berth.

Jiang Qingqing's first move was to throw her bag on the bed, then sit down to catch her breath.

"My God, I'm dying."

The air in the train is not circulating and the smell is not very good.

The two of them are bunk beds.

Le Bao doesn't like to cover what others have covered.

He picked up his bag and found a big blanket from inside.

The bag collapsed after taking it out.

Jiang Qingqing looked a little dumbfounded.

"Little aunt, don't tell me that you didn't pack any luggage, but just packed a blanket. You're traveling, and you don't even bring any clothes."

It's winter, what can I change without clothes?

Le Bao gave her a god's contempt, spread out the blanket and climbed to the upper bunk, took out the book, and in this noisy environment, kept his ears shut and only read the sage books.

Jiang Qingqing gave her a thumbs up.

This is really not an ordinary person.

Cow.

After tidying up, I lay down on the bed.

There is still a while before the train starts.Jiang Qingqing gradually fell asleep.

When she wakes up.

The sky is already full of stars outside.

The old green leather train moved slowly.

There were also people in the shop opposite them.

It's a young guy, and his upper bunk is a girl dressed in western style.

It was a comfortable sleep.Jiang Qingqing's stomach growled with hunger.

He rubbed his stomach with his hands.

Only then did I remember that there was Lebao.

Quickly dig out the lunch box to get some hot water
When I came, I brought buns with me.

Ground soft tofu vermicelli.

The old tofu is deep-fried and crispy, and served in a plate with soy sauce.The taste is as fragrant as meat.

Originally, Mrs. Jiang wanted to bring meat buns to Le Bao.I am afraid that the road will not be too hot, and I will eat bad stomach, so vegetarian buns are better.

I tried my best to pack it.

When eating, connect some hot water and put the buns on top to heat up.

Wait until she puts the buns on.

Le Bao handed over his own enamel cup.

"Go get some hot water."

Jiang Qingqing responded, and went over to fetch water with a cup.

Wait until she gets the water.

The girl on the opposite bunk handed her cup too.

"Get me some hot water."

The cup is quite small.There are also lotus flowers printed on it.

Le Bao heard the sound and looked up.

Jiang Qingqing ignored her.

He took out the oatmeal from the bag and poured it into Le Bao's water glass, shaking it lightly.

The oatmeal is mixed with the aroma of milk.

The aroma dissipated instantly.

Many people swallowed when they smelled it.

The girl on the opposite bunk pouted.

"Isn't it just a rotten milk powder? Who doesn't have it?"

He muttered something in a low voice.

Then he passed the cup in his hand forward.

"Hurry up and fetch hot water for me too. What are you still doing?"

Wu Lan looked at Jiang Qingqing with some disgust.

She was dressed in rustic clothes, with handmade cloth shoes on her feet.

Just by looking at this outfit, one can tell that she is from the countryside.

This kind of person is the best leader.

Jiang Qingqing carefully handed the soaked oatmeal to Le Bao.

Without looking back, he said something coldly.

"If you want to fetch water, won't you go by yourself? Don't you have long arms or legs?"

Hearing Jiang Qingqing's words, Wu Lan became angry.

"How can you be like this? You already fetched water for her, why didn't you fetch it for me? It's immoral for you to do this."

Ha ha……

The meme of moral kidnapping has existed so early.

The social ethos of later generations will be destroyed by such people.

It's not that old people get bad, it's that bad people get old.Sure enough, he was right.

"Comrade, it's out of love for me to help you, and it's right not to help you. What you said just now is moral kidnapping. I'm not your parents, and I won't spoil you. You have hands and feet. Who can I count on? Besides, this is my little aunt, and I am not filial to her when I am a niece, but filial to you."

Wu Lan blushed when she was told.

"You...how can you say that about me? It's just inconvenient for me to get up and down, so please get me some water. You...you are so unloving."

Jiang Qingqing pouted.

She didn't hear the meaning of please in those words just now.

She is too lazy to deal with an arrogant and unreasonable little princess spoiled by her family.

Seeing that the bun was a bit soft, I quickly handed it to Le Bao.

Wu Lan hammered the bed angrily.

Slowly down to fetch water.

Le Bao leaned on the bed.

She looked at Jiang Qingqing with interest.

"It's quite fluent. Why, your IQ has returned to strangers. Is your IQ regional?"

Jiang Qingqing smiled wryly.

"Little aunt, under your old man's tea poisoning, how could it be possible that I didn't grow up. Do you think my performance just now was okay?"

What the two of them said made the boy in the opposite bunk smile.

"You two are very interesting. Let me introduce, my name is Tang Shitou. I go to Beijing to go to school. How about you two?"

Don Stone! !

How come there are people called this name?

Jiang Qingqing couldn't help laughing.

"Are you born on a pile of rocks? It's called Shishi. The name is so interesting."

Tang Shitou smiled.

"You really guessed it, my mother was throwing stones when she gave birth to me. So after I was born, I was called a stone."

Le Bao glanced at it, then turned around.

Tang Shitou was a little embarrassed by her indifferent look.

Jiang Qingqing hurriedly smoothed things over.

"Don't be surprised, my little aunt usually has this kind of temperament and doesn't like to talk to strangers. My name is Jiang Qingqing, and I'm a freshman at Beijing Normal University. My aunt and I both went to study in Beijing, how about you? Which school are you in?"

"I'm also at Beidu University. It's just enough for that score line. I almost failed the exam."

Jiang Qingqing exclaimed.

Good luck.

While the two were talking, Wu Lan came over with a glass of boiling water.

When she saw Jiang Qingqing smiling like a flower.Just hold the cup in your hand.

　The last chapter is always late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)