The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 590: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (129)

Su Xiangran did not close the door of the private room, but walked straight to her own bunk with the buns and slowly sat down.

Cao Shixun looked at his cousin's actions with a look of disdain on his face, and his tone was full of disdain: "Cousin, you have tasted all kinds of delicacies from land and sea. How can you be interested in the buns sold by that person?

Look at his beard and slovenly appearance. Who knows how dirty this bun is? "

Although she was very unhappy with Cao Shixun's words, Su Xiangran did not respond directly to him.

However, the necessary warning is still necessary: ​​"Cao Shixun, if you don't want to lie down all the way to North City, I advise you to be honest.

I am not your concubine at home who can do whatever you want. I have enough means and power to make you lie down on your bunk and unable to move.

If you don't believe me, you can try it. I promise you that in the next three days, you will solve all your eating, drinking, defecating and urinating problems in your bunk."

Hearing Su Xiangran's stern warning, Cao Shixun's expression instantly became stiff.

Originally, he thought that his cousin's cold treatment of him was the most uncomfortable thing for him. But he never expected that she would have such a cold and ruthless side.

At this moment, Cao Shixun thought to himself that this cousin was not easy to mess with, so he should be careful in the future. Su Xiangran ignored Cao Shixun and ate the buns by herself.

She ate with gusto, as if she was completely immersed in the enjoyment of the food.

Seeing this, although Cao Shixun was dissatisfied, he did not dare to provoke Su Xiangran easily again.

He silently turned back to his bunk and lay down to rest.

On the other side, the middle-aged man also returned to his seat. His companion said, "Zhou Jing, how do you see our..."

Zhou Jing nodded but didn't say anything. He put the basket in his hand on the table and rolled up his sleeves again.

The birthmark, which used to be light pink, was now bright red like blood.

"Oh! You were scalded by boiling water?" his companion exclaimed, "Have you rinsed it with cold water? This burn can be serious or minor."

"It's not a burn, just an accidental scratch. The skin isn't even broken." Zhou Jing then put down his sleeves as if nothing had happened. "By the way, do you know the identity of the colleague who will be meeting you this time?"

Originally, Zhou Jing was not needed for this mission, but another comrade suddenly fell ill and was transferred here. In addition, in order to send Su Yanqing to the rear, they needed to pass through Qiucheng where Zhou Jing was hiding, so he became the most suitable candidate.

"I heard he's a scholar, and he seems to have invented a very important medicine." The person next to him whispered, "Anyway, let's not ask too many questions, just follow the plan."

"Okay!" Zhou Jing thought about the person he had just met, and the longing in his heart was relieved to a certain extent. Even if they couldn't say a few words, at least they could see each other a few times.

Because he would have to stay in this car for several days, Zhou Jing had an idea. He wondered if he could sell some more things to Su Xiangran?

After sharing my idea with my partner, he recognized it and even made a suggestion: "Can you tell them about our identities so that we can work together from the inside and outside?"

Zhou Jing nodded, and in the afternoon, he couldn't wait to carry the basket of food to Su Xiangran's private room.

His comrade looked at Zhou Jing's back and said with some guilt: "Oh! I forgot that he has difficulty walking, so I should have gone."

When Zhou Jing appeared at the door of Su Xiangran's sleeper compartment again, he was a little surprised, because the door was open so carelessly, and even the curvature was almost the same as when he left in the morning, as if the door had never been closed since he left.

Su Xiangran was reading a book, while Cao Shixun was sitting on the bed diagonally above her and just looking at her.

There was nothing he could do about it. He wanted to sleep opposite Su Xiangran, but Su Yanqing was lying on the bed in a confused state. It would be inappropriate for Cao Shixun to compete with the other party for the bed at this time.

Zhou Jing knocked on the door, and Su Xiangran and Cao Shixun looked at the person who came at the same time.

Su Xiangran's eyes were filled with joy, while Cao Shixun's face was full of unfriendly expressions. They finally had a chance to be alone, but why did someone always come to disturb them?

"Brother, are you here to sell buns again?" Su Xiangran put down the book in her hand, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Yes! Miss." Zhou Jing scratched his head a little embarrassedly, wondering if he was too obvious. It seemed that the frequency of people coming over from behind should not be too high.

However, after not seeing her for several years, he really couldn't help but come to see her.

"Brother, is there any difficulty in your family?" Su Xiangran looked sympathetic.

"Ah?" Zhou Jing didn't react for a moment. He didn't know what Su Xiangran meant.

"Look, I want to send my brother to another place for treatment, but he and I are different in gender. Do you think you are willing to help take care of my brother?" Su Xiangran suggested kindly, "My family is relatively wealthy.

The wages I pay you are definitely more than what you earn from buying buns these days."

Su Xiangran wove a beautiful big net for her "prey", waiting for the other party to come in willingly.

And Zhou.Prey.Jing, or rather Song.Prey.Chengjing, just stared blankly at his "fiancée".

For a moment, I felt that happiness came too suddenly.