The man in sunglasses didn't know how badly his words affected him - even if he did, he wouldn't care. The eyes of the girl in his arms were red, and she seemed to want to refute, but she bit her lip and held back her words. On the contrary, Hermione on the side was blown away by his remarks.

"What are you talking about? The Soviet Union was undoubtedly the country with the most people and the most contributions in World War II - they resisted even one building here longer than the entire country of France, right in the street at your feet. , the Soviets fought for the land here inch by inch under the fire of the German army, and when you say it, it becomes a bragging?" She scolded the man in sunglasses like a barrage of cannons.

The man in the sunglasses was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hermione who was wearing normal clothes, "British?" He made his judgment based on Hermione's accent. He took a closer look at Hermione's attire: cow-colored coat, fringed scarf, skinny jeans, black mid-high boots, and with that green face, it looked like an ordinary tourist, even though the British were in the country now It can be regarded as a superior person, but it is still a soft persimmon in essence.

So he stiffened up, "What's your business? The stinky beggar is begging in Moscow? Mind your own business!"

He wanted to continue to say something, but met a snake pupil. He shuddered violently, but when he settled down to look, he saw only a deep black scorpion.

"Fuckoffasshole!" Tom yelled at him. Hermione thought that the man who heard this kind of words would not give up, but what she didn't expect was that the man turned and left neatly without leaving a single harsh word. She glanced at Tom, only to find that he had his wand in his hand.

"Calm down!" She was taken aback, "It's not, it's not worth it! Don't do stupid things for him—"

After Hermione's repeated dissuasion, Tom put away the wand in his hand. According to his original intention, he wanted to cast the petrification spell on the guy, strip his clothes and throw it down an alley. As for whether he can survive the cold Moscow autumn wind during the petrification spell, it has nothing to do with him. .

But Hermione begged for him, so let him forgive him first.

Tom's wand trembled slightly, and the Mirror Man's belt snapped. The dropped pants tripped him to the ground, and he fell to the ground.

After a little punishment, Tom looked at the poor old grandmother who was standing by the side, and comforted a few words.

"Why are you selling these," Hermione was still incredulous. "These are honors for you and your husband when they were young."

There was not a trace of light in the old woman's eyes. "The family has been out of food for several days. Instead of watching them starve to death, it is better to exchange them for a few pieces of bread." Her words were calm, and there were no emotional waves. Maybe all her feelings disappeared on that Christmas two years ago.

This sentence shocked Hermione. She couldn't imagine how a country's veterans' relatives could be reduced to such a field.

Tom pushed Hermione and motioned her to take out his purse. He wrapped the pounds in cloth and stuffed it into the old woman. Then he took the basket of medals from her.

"I'll take good care of them—I'll never be their owner," Tom promised solemnly.

"Thank you," the old man's eyes were a little sparkling. Just when she wanted to leave, Tom stopped her, put a small bag of bread into her arms, and then he and Hermione turned and left together. Tom pulled Hermione and walked fast, as if avoiding something.

The old woman staggered in the direction of her house. Fortunately, nothing unfortunate happened along the way. The old woman returned to her home with a bag of bread and a stack of pounds - a ventilated Khrushchev building. This kind of matchbox-shaped building was generally built in the Khrushchev period, and it was distributed to the citizens of the country as welfare housing. It has very obvious characteristics of the times and ideology. It was a blessing to be able to live in such a building back then. But now such a building is like this country, leaking air everywhere and exhausted.

The old woman took heavy steps and pushed open the door of her house. She walked into the bedroom in the dark - the electricity had been cut off long ago, she came to her bed, took out a piece of bread, and said to the man on the bed, "Old man, eat some bread... I'll get rid of those things. , I'm very lucky, I met a good person, and I changed some money, but I can-"

"I don't eat. I'm not hungry," said the man on the bed in a hoarse voice. The old woman sighed, put the bread on the bedside table, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

...

"What kind of tickets do you want?" Sitting behind the ticket window, the chubby middle-aged aunt asked Tom, "Two or four? Soft sleeper or hard sleeper?"

The trains on the Trans-Siberian Railway are divided into hard sleepers like ordinary trains. There are soft sleepers, boxes for two people, four people, and even open hard seats - this is more hardcore, but generally no one chooses hard seats for the whole journey, it will really kill people. Most of the people who bought the hard seats were locals from towns along the railway line. They would get off the train halfway, so they gritted their teeth and survived.

"Double," Hermione chose the double soft sleeper without thinking about it - otherwise? She didn't want to sleep on a hard bed for seven days, and she didn't want to be squeezed into a bedroom with other people.

"By the way, is there a place to take a shower on the train?" Hermione realized a very real question: There doesn't seem to be a place to take a shower on the train?

Not bathing for seven days? Still want to complete the task? Hermione felt the urge to turn her head back to Hogwarts for a moment.

"There are simple washrooms at the beginning and end of the train, but you have to be mentally prepared. The water flow inside is very small, and you have to queue most of the time. It is common to queue for five or six hours to take a shower, so I suggest you prepare wet towels. "The conductor answered Hermione very patiently. Looking at Hermione's sudden expression, she knew that her goal had been achieved - she had long seen that Hermione's family should not be ordinary, so she naturally had to take some oil from her. That's fine~lightnovelpub.net~ But well, you can buy the luxury box of the 'Golden Eagle Express', which has a separate washroom and even a bathtub. "As you can see, the conductor recommended the Golden Eagle luxury train to Hermione, which ranks first in Europe. This train is one of the most luxurious trains in Europe and even in the world. It can fully satisfy all your enjoyment. There's just one small problem: it's expensive. Twenty years from now, a ticket for the Golden Eagle Express will cost $20,000. Now, it's thousands of pounds.

However, the price of the ticket did not shock Tom, and he noticed a problem from the conductor's words.

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Thank you, Fat Lazy Cancer, the leader of the three students of Puerto, mua!

(灬owo灬)?

Thanks also to the students who voted these two days~ I love you!

This month, the emperor wants to fill up 2000 monthly tickets. I wonder if Yanzu and Emma can help the emperor~

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