Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Chen Xiuer said gratefully, "Dr. Su, you are so thoughtful."

Just as I finished packing, the train started moving, and the passengers in the upper and middle berths of the same compartment arrived one after another, carrying large and small bags and panting for breath.

"Hey, could you help me with my luggage?" A middle-aged woman carrying a large package called out in the direction of Su Wanqing and Chen Xiuer.

Su Wanqing didn't move. Chen Xiuer immediately got up, and being strong, she helped the woman lift the heavy luggage onto the luggage rack.

Su Wanqing couldn't help but feel envious. Every legendary businesswoman seemed to have a robust and healthy body. She, on the other hand, was too lazy to move—not lazy, but rather her energy and blood weren't quite sufficient, making her prone to laziness.

"Thank you, comrade," the woman said, followed by a chubby boy of about eight or nine years old and an elderly woman dressed smartly with her hair neatly combed. The woman's gaze swept over the two lower bunks occupied by Su Wanqing and Chen Xiuer, her eyes lighting up and her smile becoming warmer.

"Comrade, could I ask you something? My son is young and overweight, and I'm worried about him climbing high up; I'm afraid he'll fall at night. My mother is over sixty and has difficulty walking. Could you two... do me the favor and switch beds with them?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady cried out "Ouch!" and sat down next to Su Wanqing's bed, rubbing her legs and sighing, "I'm getting old, I'm useless! This leg problem I developed when I was young, it hurts like needles when I stand for a long time, climbing up and down is really killing me..."

Su Wanqing: "..." The most annoying thing is still here.

Zhou Yanshen initially arranged two lower bunks because he was worried that she would be uncomfortable during her pregnancy and that Uncle Ding would have difficulty walking.

Honestly, these days, train compartments have six beds. The lower berth is comfortable and convenient to sit on, and you can even lie down. The middle berth is so cramped you can't even straighten your back, and the upper berth requires climbing a ladder, making it impossible to even sit upright. Who would buy a lower berth and then want to switch to an upper one?

Chen Xiuer glanced at Su Wanqing, her mind racing: "I'm sorry, comrade, I'll definitely help you without hesitation if I can. You see, I didn't hesitate to help with the physical work like carrying your luggage. But I didn't buy the sleeper tickets, so I can't make that decision. Besides, you see, I have a baby with me, only a few months old. If I sleep in the upper or middle bunk, what will happen to the baby?"

The middle-aged woman then noticed a babbling infant behind the curtain, and pursed her lips:

"Taking care of such a small child is the easiest! Just put them in bed at night, they won't crawl around, it's almost like you're not taking care of them at all! You see, my situation is a bit special. I can bear the discomfort of sleeping on the top bunk, but the elderly woman simply can't climb up there. Besides, my son is such a small child, he's very active, he sleeps from one end of the bed to the other at night. If he slept on the middle bunk, he would definitely fall off. And who would be responsible if he fell? You young people, just be more considerate!"

Su Wanqing's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at the woman—she was well-dressed and seemed cultured, so how could she say such unreasonable things?

The chubby boy saw the little girl and grinned as he approached, reaching out to poke her face. The little girl protested with a "woof," but the boy clapped his hands and laughed, "Mommy! I want to sleep in this bed! I want to play with the little baby! I don't want to climb the ladder, I can't climb up!"

Chen Xiuer immediately hugged her daughter, her tone hardening: "If you ask me, you could simply use a wide cloth strip to gently secure the child to the bed. It's safe, prevents her from falling, and is very simple. My child needs to be fed and diapered at night, and it's dangerous to carry her up and down the stairs! What if she falls? Who's responsible? You?"

Su Wanqing nodded secretly. Xiuer's mind worked incredibly fast, as long as she wasn't dealing with her own family's mess. She not only offered a solution but also clearly explained her own difficulties.

The chubby boy protested, "I don't want to be tied up! I want to sleep on the lower bunk! I'm scared to sleep on the upper bunk, I'll cry! And if I cry, none of you will be able to sleep!"

The middle-aged woman was speechless for a moment, then her eyes darted around, turning to Su Wanqing, who hadn't spoken until now. Her tone took on a morally manipulative tone: "Comrade, you're together, aren't you? You're so young, it's only right that you give way to the elderly and children. Doesn't our country always advocate 'respecting the elderly and caring for the young' and 'helping others'? When you're out and about, you should be considerate of each other!"

The implication was that if Su Wanqing didn't comply, she would be morally deficient.

If this woman had pleaded and begged, only saying how pitiful her elderly relative was, Chen Xiuer might have softened and agreed. But this old lady was full of energy, and the boy was lively and energetic; why was she forcing the pregnant Dr. Su to give up her bed?

Dr. Su was her savior, and she was also pregnant.

Chen Xiuer's anger flared, and before Su Wanqing could speak, she immediately raised her voice, "Ma'am, please look carefully! This comrade is even more unacceptable—she's pregnant! She needs to be careful even when she's pregnant. If you make her climb up and down like this, and something happens to the baby, can you take responsibility? Or can this lady take responsibility?"

Her clear voice drew the attention of the surrounding passengers.

"Your old lady seems quite agile, and she's about the same age as my mom. My mom can sit in a hard seat for three days straight! Your chubby son, afraid of falling off the bed, wants pregnant women and people with children to give up their berths? Let's be honest, nobody's money grows on trees. If we weren't really in a difficult situation, who wouldn't want to save the sleeper berth money and sit in a hard seat? We bought these lower berths, of course, we have our reasons!"

These words were reasonable, well-founded, and carried weight. The surrounding passengers began to whisper amongst themselves, their gazes towards the mother and her two daughters taking on a more scrutinizing tone.

"Exactly! No matter how difficult things are, we shouldn't ask people with babies or pregnant women to give up their berths, right?"

"That chubby boy looks quite old; he doesn't need to insist on sleeping on the lower bunk."

Su Wanqing mentally gave Chen Xiuer a thumbs up. Chen Xiuer's fighting spirit was off the charts today; that's exactly how it should be!

The woman's face turned pale with shock, clearly not expecting this seemingly gentle and easy-going person, who had just been so helpful with her luggage, to be so sharp in her retort. She stiffened her neck, raising her voice slightly: "Who knows if it's a real pregnancy or not? How hard can climbing a ladder be? It's not even early in the pregnancy! My mother is old and has difficulty walking, and my son is a restless sleeper; tying him up with ropes would be so uncomfortable! In the end, you just don't want to let me have my way!"

Su Wanqing then spoke slowly and deliberately: "It's not that we don't want to give up our lower bunks, but they should be reserved for those who truly need them more."

As she spoke, she pulled out a sturdy hemp rope from somewhere and deftly weaved it between the railings of the middle and upper bunks, quickly creating a simple yet robust protective net.

"Look, even if you block it like this, the child won't fall. It's something that could be solved with a simple solution, but you insist on forcing others to give up their bunks. What are you thinking? In your opinion, other people's babies can squeeze into the upper bunk, but your child can't even endure the slightest hardship? Is your child more precious than others?"