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Chapter 47 The Nameless Fire Erupts

Back in the waiting room, Long Jianhua found a basket still there, and the man on the left was gone; a young man on the row of benches opposite said, "Comrade, that comrade has also gone out, let me watch you for a while."

Long Jianhua walked towards the man and handed over a pack of peach pastry, "Thank you very much, this is half a pound of peach pastry, please accept it."

The man shook his hands repeatedly and said angrily, "Comrade, this is your fault. When you go out, everyone should help each other. What are you doing? Put it away quickly!"

Long Jianhua smiled and said, "Comrade, help me see the basket and delay your lunch. Just eat a little while, the train is coming."

As he said that, he put Tao Su in his arms, turned around and sat down next to the basket.

The man grabbed Tao Su and stretched out to look at Long Jianhua in the air. Long Jianhua waved his hand at him, and then he took Tao Su back.

At this time, a three or four-year-old girl sitting next to him stretched out her hand to touch Taosu. The man smiled, hugged the little girl on his thigh, carefully unpacked the packaging, broke off a small piece and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.

The little girl chewed slowly, grabbed her hands forward, and tried to grab the peach pastry; the man picked up the broken peach pastry, said softly, and then placed it in the little girl's hands that were held up.

The little girl then took a bite in her hand and turned her head to look at the woman next to her.

The man reached out to hand a piece to the woman. Instead of reaching out to pick it up, the woman pointed at the little girl and shook her head with a smile. The man put the peach sauce into the paper bag again.

It turns out that this is a family. It is very warm and loving.

Long Jianhua looked at the little girl after taking a few bites carefully, and felt that her mood was stimulated. After a little stunned, she withdrew from this state and turned around and watched...

After getting on the bus, put two baskets up next to the car door, and then walk to the carriages on both sides to take a look.

At this time, there were not many people taking the train, and there were still many empty seats in the carriage.

After seeing it, he returned to the basket and sat on the spot.

The basket is too big, so I feel embarrassed to put it on my seat, so I can't put it down, and I can't put it in the aisle to block the road. There is another reason, this is a slow train, and every small station has to stop, and he doesn't know which door to open the next station. When he wants to open the door here, he has to move the basket to the opposite side, so he can only sit here.

Eighteen minutes later, the train stopped at a small station for two minutes, and the door was still open to the opposite side.

After twenty minutes of starting, stop at a small station again, and stay open the opposite door for two minutes.

After fifteen minutes of starting again, he was about to stop at a large station. The conductor came over and asked Long Jianhua to move the basket away. He quickly moved it to the opposite side...

It was about 450 miles away, and Long Jianhua didn't know how many times he moved the basket. When he arrived in Shajuan City, it was already 7:30 the next morning. He washed his face and slapped off the dust on his butt. His wrinkled clothes could not be pulled straight. After checking his green backpack, he found that it was intact, and he carried two baskets and got out of the car.

When he arrived at the station square, he put down his burden, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

Still a familiar taste.

I found a bus waiting to leave next to the square and lifted the basket to the end of the vehicle, but ended up blocking the seats in the last row and the second to last row.

There is no way to do this. Putting it in other places not only takes up a seat, but also affects people's movements.

When the vehicle started, there were not many people on it; when he entered the street and looked at the traffic of bicycles and the single styles and colors of the automobile people, he developed an inexplicable sense of freshness.

"Comrade, are these two baskets yours?"

Long Jianhua turned to look at the ticket seller and nodded, "It's mine, I'll buy luggage tickets."

The young female ticket seller said with a contempt and a stern face, "One person costs five cents, two baskets cost one cent."

When Long Jianhua heard this, he said, it was wrong. He had seen someone who had two baskets, but only bought tickets for one person. He smiled and paid for money and said casually, "I used to see that people only bought tickets for five cents for two baskets, why did he ask me to buy one cent?"

The ticket seller immediately exploded and shouted sharply, "Others are others, I am me. If you occupy so many places, what's wrong with buying a dime? If you don't buy a ticket, get off! You are a farmer, you have the energy to pick it up and go!"

Long Jianhua grabbed a handful of change in his hand, narrowed his eyes, stood up, shouting loudly, "Shut up!"

Then he shouted, "What's wrong with the farmers? Without farmers, you have no manure to eat! As a ticket seller, what kind of work attitude do you serve the people or do you do good deeds to the farmers? If you don't explain this question clearly today, I won't buy this ticket, and I will go to your bus company to ask for an explanation!"

I didn't sleep all night, and I was in a good mood, which was suddenly angered by the female ticket seller's bad attitude, and yelled at the ticket seller.

He yelled, and the people in the car turned to look behind the car, and someone said, "Forget it, don't worry about that much."

Some people say, "Young people, have a better attitude."

I don't know who to say.

A young man wanted to be a flower guard, stood up from his seat, stood in the aisle with a sarcastic tone and said, "I'm right. If I don't want to buy a ticket, you can carry your basket."

Long Jianhua took the money in his hand and shouted, "Are you blind? When did I not want to buy a ticket?"

The young man rushed over and shouted, "You#¥ dare to scold people? I will beat you to death!"

The female ticket seller, who was still confused, reacted very quickly at this time and stepped into the gap in the empty seat.

He held the back of the seat with one hand and jumped into the aisle. He slapped the young man into an empty seat and sat down with a slap. He put the money in his hand into his pocket, grabbed his collar and lifted it up, slapped him on the face, then pushed him back to his seat, mocking, "Want to fight? You're far from it!"

At this time, someone quickly came from behind and hugged Long Jianhua's waist and dragged it back, but he didn't move at all.

The man behind him said, "Forget it, don't beat him anymore. Young man, don't be so angry."

The young man lay in his seat, leaning his head against the window and pretending to be dead.

Long Jianhua was held and stood there for three stops. When he saw the young man still didn't open his eyes, he snorted, "A coward like you dare to stand up for others? Seeking death!"

Then he pulled away his hand holding his waist and said, "Forget it, I won't hit him anymore. Such a coward has no meaning at all."

Turning back, he saw that the man was a man in his forties or fifties, and nodding at him; then he realized that the female ticket seller had stood in front of the bus at some point.

He took out a dime and shouted, "Buy a ticket!"

The female ticket seller glanced at him and immediately turned his head elsewhere.

He laughed and put the money in his pocket again. When he didn't go to the line, he never bought a ticket. He either made a fuss or pretended to be out of money (generally, he was unwilling to spend his family's money, so he rarely took the bus.)

Soon the next stop was coming, a young man came up from below. When he walked to the back of the carriage, he looked at Long Jianhua and nodded, "Jianhua, go home?"

He nodded, responding lightly, "Yeah. Go to work?"

He felt that this person looked familiar, but he didn't know what it was. It's all about eight o'clock now, saying "go to work" is omnipotent.
Chapter completed!
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