Sixties' Sweet Little Wife

291-300

Chapter 291 Throw her on the train

When the train was about to arrive in the capital, it was almost noon, and there was the sound of the conductor pushing the small dining car to sell from the aisle across the door.

Song Enli lifted off the cashmere coat that was covering him, sat up from the bunk with tousled hair, and only after focusing in a daze, did he realize that the foolish man in the opposite seat had been staring at her in an upright sitting posture.

"Aren't you tired from sitting like this? Why don't you lie down and rest for a while?"

"It's not safe to lie down alone." Comrade Xiao Heping said solemnly, but his eyes kept lingering suggestively on the bunk below her.

Song Enli sneered, "I've been alone for twenty-five years and I haven't seen you feel at ease."

"That's not the same." Xiao Heping leaned over and took out the suitcase from under the small square table, opened it and took out two aluminum lunch boxes and an army green enamel Teapot, "I'll buy whatever I want to eat."

Song Enli gave up the idea of ​​bringing his own food after taking the train to Shanghai market last time to taste the food on the train. Although the food on the train is more expensive than the state-run restaurants outside, it No ticket and it tastes good, very convenient.

"Let's go to the dining car to eat. We finally got back to the train. It's boring to eat too much in the car." "

Of course." From the sleeping car to the dining car, there are two hard-seat cars. Although it is not long, there are many people. There are even people who are standing and sitting in the middle of the two seats, with their heads tucked under the small board table and their feet across the aisle, all the way. All crowded. Only then did Song Enli know that there were still so many people traveling by train, which was much more spectacular than the trip from Jiangyuan County to the provincial capital. Xiao Heping was afraid that she would be crowded, so he automatically walked behind her to block a human wall for her, and the two hands holding the cutlery separated her from other people's contact.

The carriage is crowded and narrow, and the air is not well circulated. Most people in this era do not have the concept of taking a bath frequently, so it is conceivable that the smell is accumulated inside, especially some unqualified people take off their shoes. The smelly feet with torn socks on them can literally kill a person, but the smell of food is mixed in them.

Song Enli lost his appetite when he saw the ugly toes coming out of his socks.

After arriving at the dining car, she even destroyed her only thought about the dining car without a trace.

She thought that even if there were no luxury dining cars in foreign first-class carriages, she could at least satisfy her bourgeois enjoyment. She could sit by the window and enjoy a glass of champagne

. , it's not much better than the hard-seat carriage at the back. It's just that the table is a little bigger and the seats are softer. The space looks a little more spacious. Like the curtains, the overall rigidity does not have any aesthetic feeling.

There were not many people in the dining car, only a few scattered, and they should all be at the cadre level.

Song Enli snatched the lunch box from Xiao Heping's hand, "I'm going to line up, you find a seat." There were not many people in line, and it was her turn soon.

There are quite a lot of dishes, and there are fish, which are octopus in the sea. They are not small and strangely fresh. Song Enli asked for a portion, which is four small and eighty cents.