Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

    Jian Qingtong opened her eyes slightly.

    She saw the best of living! Worse than the original owner's parents!

    In fact, it's not that Jian Qingtong is rare and strange. Anyway, she has been wandering in the apocalypse, and she has seen a lot of various dark sides of human nature.

    The main thing is that she has a filter for this special era, and she has a stereotype in her subconscious.

    For example, the people at this time were very simple and simple. The comrade they called each other was not a vain catchphrase, but a nickname with a strong sense of sincerity. Everyone especially worshipped heroes, and they did a good job of supporting the army and their family members.

    So much so that Jian Qingtong subconsciously thought that he would never encounter such a moral kidnapping of the best, and everyone should be ashamed of it, right?

    How could the old lady know her entanglement? He opened his loud voice, patted his thighs and sat on the ground and howled dryly. He was very skilled in business and attracted the attention of the people in the carriage.

    Including the conductor staring at the door of the carriage.

    "The passengers in front move, go in, don't crowd the aisle! Passengers in the back don't crowd, bring your luggage, take care of your lover and children, and get on the bus in an orderly manner!" The

    flight attendant maintained order with a loudspeaker, dissatisfied He shouted a couple of words here.

    The old lady was used to being sloppy, and wished that the more people came to watch, the better, she became addicted to the show, and slapped the two grandsons next to her, who were crawling up and down, and pinched her hard.

    The two bear children cried out in pain, and slapped her hand without thinking:     "

    What are you doing, you hurt me!"

With great strength, the two skin children were pinched into tears.

    "Damn! Dare to beat me, see if I don't tell my mother, fight to the death, you old man!" The

    child's sharp cry was like a demonic voice, and it was extremely penetrating, causing many passengers to suffer. I was shocked by what they said.

    Children don't talk nonsense, so their mother is also the head of some gangster, right? Fight whoever you say.

    Passengers who can't afford to hide do not urge them to give way. They would rather climb the seat next to them carrying a large bag and take a detour, and do not want to provoke the family members of these evil spirits, which is bad luck.

    This was somewhat unexpected by Jian Qingtong. Who would have thought that the three grandparents, who seem to be very close, would have internal strife so easily.

    But still too loud, trio.

    She covered the edge of the wound on the back of her head, and gently shook Tang Yuanzheng's sleeve with one hand. She frowned and whispered,

    "Dizzy."

    Tang Yuanzheng looked down at the snow-white gauze behind her head, and immediately remembered her With a concussion, he supported her arm with his backhand, restrained the overflowing anger, and bent over to ask in a warm voice,

    "Is it uncomfortable again? Don't be afraid, there is me."

    Jian Qingtong slowly lay down on his side following his strength, smelling of disinfectant. The quilt was immediately covered.