Chapter 150

Is that him? She wants to know.

Is that him? She wants to be sure, too.

"Do you sleep in the upper or lower bunk?"

Some rusty voices sounded again. Liu Liang held the pen in her hand again. It was almost that she didn't break the nib.

"Up there."

The smiling man jumped up and went to the middle bunk. He didn't move after lying down.

The man in black smoothed out the sheets, leaned against the quilt and turned the book in his hand.

Xu Bai, one hand stretched out from the middle shop and shook in the air from time to time, "give me two steamed buns made by my aunt. I'm hungry."

"Didn't you eat a lot?" said the man in black, but he pulled out a bag and turned it inside.

"Who made my aunt's steamed stuffed bun so delicious? I can't eat enough. I won't be tired of eating it all my life."

The man's hand continued to shake, "unfortunately, I don't have my mother to wrap steamed stuffed buns, so I can only eat my aunt's steamed stuffed buns and feel others' maternal love." he said so, but there was no self pity in his language.

The man in black grabbed four steamed stuffed buns from his bag and directly stuffed two into the upper hand.

When he was about to eat, he thought of something. He put a steamed stuffed bun in front of Liu Liang.

"Thank you, brother," Liu Liang stretched out her hands and took the steamed stuffed bun, but her eyes were above the ring finger of the man in black. The man took back his hand and didn't seem to notice anything?

He held a steamed stuffed bun in his left hand and turned a book in his right hand from time to time, but there was a red mole in the nail of his ring finger.

Liu Liang took the steamed stuffed bun to her mouth and took a small bite. The steamed stuffed bun was delicious. It was filled with meat. Although the steamed stuffed bun was cold, it still had a very fragrant taste in her mouth. When she took a bite, she could feel the juice bursting in her mouth.

From time to time, she stuffed steamed stuffed buns into her mouth and ate them, but her tears fell down.

"Don't cry."

It was the hand again. Put it in front of her. Liu Liang raised her face and saw three steamed stuffed buns on the big hand

"Give you more and eat."

"Thank you, brother."

Liu Liang reached out and took all three steamed stuffed buns. She sat on her lower bunk with steamed stuffed buns in both hands and bit them one by one.

"Oh, Shubai."

The smiling man put his head out of the middle shop and poked his finger into his friend's shoulder.

"Is your mother's steamed stuffed bun really so delicious? Why do you eat and cry all the little girls?"

"Maybe I'm hungry."

Zeng confessed that he also took a bite, "it's not easy to go out. The little girl is very poor alone."

"Yes." the smiling man lay back in his bunk, that is, the middle bunk was too short to turn over, not to mention two good legs.

Even more careful, what if it is not strong and collapses and hits people?

Liu Liang ate two steamed stuffed buns. She wrapped the remaining steamed stuffed buns in paper and put them in her bag. At this moment, she put the steamed stuffed buns back into the ring, and her ring space can save a little fresh.

She was really reluctant to eat these two steamed stuffed buns.

The people opposite noticed her movements, but didn't say much.

Soon after, the mother and daughter came back. Her mother had already climbed to the middle berth to sleep. Suddenly there was an extra person on her head, and there was a voice of turning over from time to time. Liu Liang was really not used to it at first.

She then sat down at the small table and wrote her own paper. The two people opposite saw Liu Liang writing questions, so they didn't put anything on the small table, even the water cup beside her.

As soon as the young girl came back, she might have gone to the upper bunk. She didn't know what she found. She put the cup directly on the small table.

Liu Liang was also startled, but she didn't complain.

Whether it's a train or a table, it's public property. It's not hers. She can use it, and others can use it naturally.

She also noticed that she seemed to occupy more public resources. She quickly picked up the papers and made room for the small table, and then wrote on her lap.

She felt heavy beside her. The girl sat aside, and then naturally began to talk with the two people opposite.

Liu Liang is listening while she is doing her homework.

The man in black is called Zeng Xubai. He is not too talkative. The sleeping man in the middle shop is surnamed Fang and called Fang Yuan.

The girl said her name was Jiangya and her home was in Yunshi.

Zeng Xubai has been reading books with few words, and Fang Yuan answered the most, but he can also hear his perfunctory. Even so, Jiang Ya has found out the details of each other's two people with his ability to find topics.

It turns out that the goal of the two of them is also the Cloud City. What are they going to do? Jiang Ya asked three times, all of which were avoided by Fang Yuan.

The train is moving forward from time to time. It comes from Sui Dynasty, which is also the bumps in driving.

Jiang Ya still sat on Liu Liang's lower bunk and didn't stop talking.

In fact, Liu Liang felt Fang Yuan's impatience, but she still said it one by one.

They took the train early in the morning. By noon, Liu Liang was hungry. Although she ate two steamed stuffed buns, she still felt a little hungry.

In particular, I smell the smell of instant noodles. Those who are not hungry want to eat.

However, Liu Liang didn't bring instant noodles. She brought some fried rice and prepared to eat in the car. It was a train for two days and two nights. She was prepared to buy rice instead of instant noodles if the fried rice was finished. Of course, she didn't bring any snacks.

Jiang Ya had to ask the two people opposite whether to eat bubble noodles together. As a result, Fang Yuan of the middle shop jumped down directly, found his own shoes, put them on, pulled Zeng's narration and left.

"Have you gone to dinner?"

And he just ran away like running for his life.

Jiang Ya stood up, chopped his feet, picked up two barrels of instant noodles and went to pick up the blisters.

Liu Liang still sat there and didn't move. She finished the paper first and then ate something later.

In the dining car, Fang Yuan ordered several dishes and wolfed down a lot of steamed stuffed buns, but the train bumped and starved faster.

"You say that Jiang Ya won't bother us for a while?"

Fang Yuan talked about Jiang Ya. His hair stood up. He really didn't want to talk. His mouth was dry. He really wanted to beg others to let him go. Don't talk to him. Does he want to be a quiet and beautiful man?

Is this the eighth generation of his ancestors?

What is to inquire, not to check the account, what is used to ask?

"You talk a lot yourself."