Siheyuan: Three slaps slapped my brother Shazhu

"Help! There's a fire!"

Accompanied by the middle-aged woman's pig-slaughtering screams, He Yushui happily returned to his carriage, not caring whether the man would be burned to death or not. This was the price of being mean.

"What's going on outside?" Xie Tian immediately jumped up and down to watch the fun like a badger in the fields.

This fire would definitely not start, He Yushui knew it. After all, there was water on the train and the crew would not watch the fire spread.

The old man who was sitting opposite her and had been reading a book also stood up and went out to watch the fun. After all, the sound was so shrill that it would be hard for anyone not to be curious.

"Hahaha! Evil deeds are really punished, cousin. That old woman is so miserable. Maybe God couldn't stand her arrogance and gave her a roasted pig's trotter. Hahaha, I am dying of laughter."

"The old woman was soaked to the bone. She looked like an old hen that had been roasted by fire and then drenched by rain. It was so funny to watch. Hahaha!"

Xie Tian finished watching the lively scene and immediately came back to describe the tragic scene he saw.

He Yushui rolled her eyes at him. Is it really okay to gloat over someone else's misfortune? There are other people around, and he doesn't know how to be cautious. Isn't it enough to just be happy in secret?

"Hurry up and wash up, and keep your strength. You will have to walk a lot tomorrow, so don't complain about being tired then."

He Yushui handed Xie Tian a towel, toothbrush and toothpaste, and urged him to wash up early.

At this time, the old man who was watching the fun also came back, muttering something, but He Yushui didn't hear it clearly, so she didn't care what he was saying.

In fact, the old man was very puzzled as to why the woman's pants would spontaneously combust. He was quite curious because he was doing scientific research and had never seen such a phenomenon.

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but the flight attendant persuaded me to stop causing trouble.

Not to mention that he doesn't know, even the person involved doesn't know what's going on, so it's useless to ask.

The mother and son made a fuss for a long time and even said they would report to the police and hold the flight attendant responsible. But when the train police came over and asked questions, the matter was dropped. After all, this matter was very mysterious and we are trying to break free of feudal superstitions. Who would dare to talk nonsense about ghosts and gods? Would they want to kill themselves?

He Yushui climbed onto the upper bunk, spread out the sheets and pillowcases she brought with her, covered herself with a thin quilt she brought with her, and then covered her own thin quilt with the quilt from the train, so that it would not be obvious that she actually brought a separate quilt.

Without caring when Xie Tian would come back, He Yushui just lay down after cleaning up.

The lighting in the carriage was very dim at the moment. Even if she wanted to read a novel or something, she couldn't. Reading under such lighting was too damaging to the eyes.

He Yushui could only close his eyes and fall asleep to the roar of the train and the concerted shaking sound.

Safety is left to the system Xiaolu. As long as a stranger approaches her bed, it will naturally remind her, so she sleeps peacefully.

Xie Tian also came back at this time. He stretched his head and saw that He Yushui had closed her eyes. Afraid of waking her up, he tidied up everything quietly and lay down on the berth.

The old man sitting opposite did not rest. He was holding a notebook and a pen, writing and drawing. I don't know what he was busy with. I could only hear the sound of the pen rubbing against the paper.

The roar of the train echoed in the night, forming a sharp contrast with the silence around it. A tranquility gradually filled the carriage, as if even the air had frozen.

The passengers fell asleep one after another, and the soft breathing sounds and gentle snoring intertwined to form a harmonious nocturne.

The morning light was dim, and the first ray of sunlight poured into the train through the gap in the window. People in the carriage gradually got up to wash up.

Gradually, she heard rustling sounds and He Yushui slowly opened her eyes. She thought she would have insomnia, but unexpectedly, she slept even more soundly than at home.

I looked down and saw that Xie Tian and the old man opposite were not there. They must have gone to wash up.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, He Yushui threw the quilt and sheets into the system space, packed up and jumped off the bed.

"Yushui, come and give a hand, Uncle Qin is feeling a little dizzy." Xie Tian's voice rang out from the door of the carriage.

He Yushui looked and saw Xie Tian walking in from outside, supporting the old man opposite. However, the old man's face looked very bad, extremely pale, and his lips were white.

Xie Tianyi was so anxious that he forgot to call He Yushui "cousin" and just called out He Yushui's name.

"What's going on, old man?" He Yushui didn't care anymore and hurried over to help the old man sit down.

"When I came back from the toilet, I saw Uncle Qin leaning against the car window with a pale face. I asked him what was wrong and he said he was fine. Do you think he looked fine? So I helped him back."

After listening to Xie Tian's words and looking at the old man's face, He Yushui knew that the old man was probably suffering from hypoglycemia.

He Yushui did not eat last night. She just shared the few tea eggs she had eaten with Xie Tian. However, she had observed the old man and found that he was either reading or writing or drawing with a pen along the way and did not eat.

He Yushui climbed onto the bunk, and took out two vials of glucose supplement solution, which seemed to be from her bag, but were actually from the space. She inserted a straw into them and handed them to the old man's mouth.

"Old man, you might have hypoglycemia. You'll be fine after drinking these two."

"Thank God, go make a glass of juice for the old man. This is for you." He Yushui took out a small paper bag, which contained the juice powder she had just taken out.

Xie Tian went out with the teacup. The old man was dizzy and couldn't speak. He could only obediently drink the glucose that was handed to his mouth.

Seeing that the old man finished one bottle, He Yushui handed him the second bottle.

Xie Tian also brought the hot water and poured the juice powder into it.

"Uncle Qin, come here, drink some hot water and it will be fine after a while!" Xie Tian put the enamel teacup in the old man's hand. The temperature was just right.

The old man gradually recovered and drank two sips of hot water slowly. His complexion looked much better and his lips were not so white anymore.

"Thank you! If it weren't for you, I, an old man, might not have survived."

"What was that drink you just gave me? How much is it? I'll give it to you. I can't take advantage of you."

After the old man finished speaking, he reached out to take out money, but He Yushui held his hand and refused, shaking his head.

"Meeting is fate, old man. It's not worth much. As long as you can get better, that's enough."

"Hurry up and drink more hot water. Next time, remember to put a few candies in your pocket so that you can put them in your mouth in time when you have hypoglycemia. This way you won't suddenly feel dizzy."