Chapter 92 The trip to the provincial capital 3

   There were a lot of people in the carriage, and all kinds of smells mixed together very unpleasant. Fortunately, Nianyang sat by the window and could open the window, which was a little better.

The speed of the train is very slow, and it has to stop at every station. Nianyang squinted and dozed off. Two and a half hours later, the train entered a large station. There were more people on the train. Nianyang took advantage of this time to go. to the toilet.

   After she came back after a while, she found a middle-aged woman with a sleeping baby sitting in her seat talking and laughing with the four or five sturdy-looking men who were sitting in the hard sleeper in the right row.

   frowned, Nian Yang walked over and said as politely as possible, "This eldest sister, the seat you are sitting is mine, could you please let me go?"

The middle-aged woman seemed to be unable to hear Nianyang's voice, and continued to talk to the men. Nianyang guessed that she had met the legendary top-class passenger, and her face sank, displeased. raised the voice,

   "This eldest sister, this is my position!"

Only then did the middle-aged woman turn her face to look at Nianyang, and found that it was only a half-year-old little girl, she cleared her throat and said, "Little girl, I just bought a ticket but didn't buy a soft sleeper. You see, I am very busy with my child. For the sake of hard work, give me this position."

The tone of    is so righteous and confident, and Nian Yang's heart burst out when he heard it!

   "This eldest sister, it has nothing to do with me if you can't buy a soft sleeper. I have no obligation to give you my position, and please respect yourself!"

   The middle-aged woman didn't expect Nianyang to dare to refute, and her face suddenly turned ugly, and she said yin and yang angrily, "What's going on with the young people today? Don't you know how to be courteous? Why don't you have any education!"

  Nianyang snorted coldly, "This eldest sister, I paid for this position. I let you be my love, and I didn't let you be my duty. Why should I give it to you just because of your word!"

   The middle-aged woman's face froze. Because of her conversation with Nian Yang, many passengers around her looked over. She changed her mind and suddenly pinched the baby quietly, and the baby cried out in pain.

   Nianyang noticed her action with sharp eyes, and his heart suddenly burst.

"Oh, the baby doesn't cry..." The middle-aged woman pretended to be anxious and coaxed, and then said to Nian Yang, "Look, little girl, my child's motion sickness is so bad, it's better for you to sit by the window, just let me Just a moment."

   Is this playing the bitterness card?

   Nianyang hooked his lips and said loudly, "You can let me if you want. The price of this soft sleeper is 20 yuan more expensive than that of the hard sleeper. Just give me the money."

When she heard that she wanted to give money, the middle-aged woman stopped talking, and Nian Yang said, "What's the matter, eldest sister, you are planning to sit on the throne without giving money. If everyone is as shameless as you, will everyone buy tickets in the future? Can you grab it without assigning seats?"

  The surrounding passengers heard Nian Yang's words and thought it was reasonable, and asked the middle-aged women to make up the money quickly.

   The middle-aged woman's face was very ugly, but she still sat there shamelessly and did not move, which perfectly explained that I was shameless, what would you do with me?

   Nianyang sneered, "Since the eldest sister insists on occupying my seat with a thick skin, then I have to ask the train manager to help."

   Upon hearing the train manager, the middle-aged woman's face changed slightly, and an unshaven man in the right row said in a rough voice, "Mother, don't make trouble, go back to your seat!"

   The middle-aged woman pouted, reluctantly returned her seat to Nianyang, and took a sip at Nianyang when she walked to the aisle.

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   Statement, human trafficker stalks are adapted from real deeds on Baidu, [do not believe you search for train traffickers by yourself]

   is not plagiarism. Don't touch me, there are not ten or a hundred people who write about human traffickers in Nuoda Book City. This is a popular meme. If you touch porcelain casually, I will plagiarize. Please bring out the palette!

   (end of this chapter)