Chapter 473： Pay attention to the impact

Chapter 473 Pay attention to the impact

Di’s mother glanced at him subconsciously and frowned.

Then she sat down on the seat and squeezed in hard, pushing the old lady out in two or three strokes.

And she smiled and patted the seat next to her, "Son, come and sit down. Grandma like you has had enough rest, so I'll make room for you."

Di Mu said as she put the bag aside and continued to squeeze in.

The old man couldn't bear the squeeze. He stood up suddenly and said with a blushing face: "Comrade, please pay attention to the influence! You are almost leaning on me in such a big position."

The old woman was unwilling and said in a loud voice: "What's wrong with you, my wife? Your **** is too big. It doesn't matter if you squeeze me out, do you still have to sit in my old man's arms?"

I really didn’t realize that you still have such disgusting thoughts!

Do you still want to be shameless? "

Di's mother's face darkened, and her voice continued to be high-pitched and harsh: "You old lady is so unpleasant to talk to! If you open your mouth or shut it, it's your butt. My son is about to get a wife, and you are so ashamed that he can't see anyone."

I don’t even want that bad old man from your house to be the gatekeeper at my house!

Everyone is not blind. I have a bag that is half a person's height here. How come I have become a female refugee?

I see that you are obviously very agile and can run faster than a young man. You eat and drink after getting in the car. In order to sit comfortably, you pretend to have a backache with me!

Okay, since you are afraid that the old man will be snatched away by me, then please move in with your old man.

There are so many people on the bus, there will always be someone willing to give up their seat to you. We women and children are also the ones who are taken care of. Since we have our own place, there is no reason to give it to you! "

The old lady’s eyes widened when she was told that, and she clutched her chest before she could speak.

Di's mother then pressed Zhong Kangle's shoulder with one hand and covered his chest with the other hand: "Son, it's too stuffy and crowded here. Mom is going to have a heart attack.

It's a pity that your father passed away early, carried a gun and went to the battlefield to sacrifice his life for the country, and could not come back to take care of our three mothers. Now that we have bought a ticket, if someone robs us of our seat, it does not count, and we are pointed at our noses and scolded!

I have been a widow for your father for ten years. I am about to make it through, but I am being slapped in the face.

I’m not alive anymore!

Female exiles will be dragged out and shot anyway!

If your father were here, who would dare to make us angry?

At the end of the day, people are still bullying us because we don’t have a man to rely on! "

As she spoke, she cried and shouted, her nose and tears smeared all over her face without any trace of falsehood, and she rolled her eyes, as if she was really ill.

The people around were so frightened that they quickly called to the flight attendant and the doctor accompanying the car.

Zhong Kangle pursed his lips tightly and sat next to Di's mother. He took out a kettle and handed it to her, looking at her with some worry.

"I'm fine," Di's mother drank a few sips of water, and it took her a long time to "calm down." She took the handkerchief from the table, wiped her tears vigorously, blew her nose, waved her hands, and lay weakly on the backrest. , forced a smile and said: "If it weren't for my son, I would have followed my family a long time ago. It doesn't matter if I get slandered, my son still has a great life, and he can't delay it for me."

After everyone knew that she was a family member of a martyr, they looked at the old man and lady with anger.

“Uncle and aunt, there are not too many people in our car. You can still find a good space to sit on the luggage while you are carrying your bags, so there is no need to accept any favors.

It’s not easy for this sister-in-law to take care of her children, so don’t rely on her! "

“Yeah, it’s not like there’s no space on the bus. You don’t want to sit on the luggage, so why are we willing to sit on it? Everyone either queued up early or asked for a lot of favors to buy tickets. It’s really a waste of money.

This is not a bus that allows half an hour and eight stops out of ten. Who wouldn’t want to sit on the bus for a day or two, or even three days? "

“You can’t just rely on your age to grab seats, right?

It is good to respect the old and love the young, but it is not good to disrespect the old.

If someone is unwilling to give up their seat, you can just throw dirty water on them, and frame a woman or a mother with a child without conscience.

Don’t say we are not blind, with your appearance like this, I’m afraid not many people will be hungry, right? "

Everyone said something to me, which made the old man and the old lady very embarrassed.

They were people who wanted to save face after all, so they could only pack up their belongings stumblingly, not forgetting to carry the handkerchief used by Di's mother, and bitterly went to the junction of the two carriages.

Di's mother first sat in the aisle seat, breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled at everyone with a pale face and thanked everyone.

Let Zhong Kangle sit by the window, and Di's mother began to take out the things in the bag.

"Are you hungry, son? Here, I got the meat buns from the cafeteria of Tomorrow Culture Company." She took out a bag of hot buns as if to offer them a treasure, and stuffed one into Zhong Kangle's hand.

“Looking at you as thin as a stick, I don’t know how your mother can support you.

Have you met my good son?

He looks like his father. He is only thirteen years old and looks like a kid in his eighteen or nineteen years old. He is covered in tendons and is frightened by anyone who sees him. "

Di's mother said proudly: "You city kids must be picky eaters. Eat quickly. If you can't eat five buns, my mother will leave you at the station."

Zhong Kangle took a big bite, glanced at her with a hint of envy in his black and white eyes, and continued to eat hard with his eyelids lowered.

Since he left his father, he has never eaten meat or eggs.

Four years later, the tender and mellow aroma of the meat suddenly pulled him into his memory, and the generous back of a man clearly appeared in his mind.

Zhong Kangle choked and took another hard bite, puffing out his cheeks and chewing hard.

Di Mu happily patted his back and said, "Eat slowly, eat slowly.

Are these buns delicious?

They tasted better when they were first made. I even ate five of them in one go and I still can’t hold them anymore.

When I finish recording the program another day, I have to ask Tomorrow Culture Company if they want a cleaning lady.

I don’t want any salary, the company only needs to take care of my son and me’s meals! "

On the other hand, the photographer who was following the photo couldn’t help but asked curiously, “Sister-in-law, I don’t remember that our company provides you with lunch, right?

When did you get the buns?

Why didn’t I take a picture? "

Di's mother glanced at him lightly, "When I was going to the toilet, I smelled the smell of meat buns as soon as I came out, so I looked for the smell and found your canteen.

I didn’t say anything, but someone just packed a bag of steamed buns for me.

If I hadn’t said I couldn’t take it, the enthusiastic chef would have brought me a whole pot of buns! "

Looking at how confidently she said it, the photographer believed it.

He scratched his head and said with a smile: "Maybe the master thinks you are one of our staff, right?"

The backstage staff heard this, and someone immediately went to find out about the situation.

(End of this chapter)