Sweet 80s

Anyone who was not blind could understand that this bastard had gone completely mad after seeing his lover being beaten, and wanted to attack his own wife.

The men's anger was ignited, their emotions became excited, their breathing became rapid, and their fists clenched.

One of the women shouted, "All reactionaries are paper tigers! Down with Chen Shimei and avenge Qin Xianglian!"

Good guy.

Even slogans to capture enemy spies were shouted out.

It doesn't matter that she shouted.

The crowd could no longer control their last bit of rationality and rushed towards the man in a swarm.

Fists rained down on him.

Not only did the man fail to succeed.

The women who were originally just spectators could no longer bear to watch and rushed to the third party, slapping him or pulling his hair.

The chaotic scene was suffocating, the atmosphere of noise and violence filled the entire space, and everyone present became anxious and found it difficult to relax.

Yang Huiying couldn't help but get excited when she saw this. She raised her leg and was about to cross the back of the seat to join in, but Wang Shuping grabbed her arm.

The sounds of quarrels, arguments and swearing can be heard everywhere in the carriage.

The flight attendants have long turned a blind eye to this, and as long as the situation isn't too outrageous, they won't intervene.

But the situation at the scene is deteriorating. If no one takes care of it, it is possible that someone will die.

Yang Huiying turned around in confusion and saw three or five train police officers in green uniforms and several flight attendants coming behind her.

They also carried batons and other special equipment to stop riots.

The leading police officer shouted at the rioting crowd: "Stop, stop now, stop fighting, and anyone who starts fighting again will be arrested!"

The flight attendant's words had a very deterrent effect.

The people involved in the fight quickly dispersed and the scene gradually became quiet, leaving only the parties involved in the incident.

The man's face and body were covered with bruises and blood.

The lover was thrown on the ground, leaning against the chair, with a lot of long hair falling around him, and his face was scratched with bloody marks by the women's sharp nails.

The woman in the red dress seemed to feel much better when she saw so many people helping her and her cheating husband and the third party in such a miserable state.

The conductor walked over and pointed at a few people and asked about the situation.

The woman in the red dress and her sister told the police the whole story.

The cheating man was named Luo Guifeng. He was just an unknown rural teacher back then. With the recommendation of his mother's family, he gradually became the principal of a primary school in Nanhe City.

The woman who was beaten, Meng Fan, was an art teacher at Luo Guifeng's school.

The improper relationship between the two began last year. Luo Guifeng had been hiding it and had secret meetings with her under various pretexts.

Not long ago, he used a business trip as an excuse again. As early as several months ago, the woman had vaguely discovered that something seemed to be wrong with her husband.

She shared her doubts with her two sisters, and with their full support, the three of them followed Luo Guifeng to the train.

The two were caught in their affair.

"Oh, it's the principal and the teacher, how shameful!"

"That's right, who would dare to let them teach their children? If the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will be crooked, and there will definitely be no good..."

A reasonable person in the crowd shouted.

"Sister, which school are they from? Go to the higher authorities and expose them. Kick these people out of the education team. Don't let them ruin the reputation of the teaching profession..."

"Yes, yes, that makes a lot of sense, go report them..."

You say something to me.

The people around also interrupted and criticized this despicable and shameless behavior that was a blatant violation of moral norms and a great corruption of personal character.

It can be seen that the expressions of several flight attendants changed slightly after hearing this.

But due to their public office status, they have to take a neutral stance.

The carriage, which had just calmed down not long ago, was showing signs of becoming chaotic again.

"Alright, alright, we have a general understanding of the situation. Although their behavior is shameful, beating people is wrong."

The police officer walked forward a few steps and came to Luo Guifeng: "Can you still walk?"

Luo Guifeng sat up, wiped the blood that was flowing out of his nose, and nodded.

"Okay, you, you, and the rest of you follow me."

After saying this, the conductor was about to take a step forward when he suddenly stopped again and turned to speak to the woman in the red dress and the other three people following behind him.

"Let me see your tickets."

Since they followed to catch someone cheating, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision.

One thing at a time, the flight attendants conducted routine checks on the three of them in accordance with relevant work requirements.

Because train tickets were in short supply at that time, you generally couldn't get one without buying them in advance.

The eldest sister among the three had no scruples at all and opened the purse on her back with open arms.

"Don't worry, police officer. We have all bought tickets. We won't run away and take the bus for nothing."

As she spoke, she handed the ticket to the other party.

The conductor took it, took a look at it and handed it to the crew member next to him.

After a few seconds.

The crew confiscated the tickets: "After verification, these three train tickets are fake."

"What, how...how is it possible."

The elder sister was immediately unhappy, and then explained: "I bought the ticket from the station lobby, how could it be fake?"

The flight attendant confirmed with the other party: "Did you buy it at the ticket window?"

The eldest sister was obviously stunned and waved her hand.

"That's not the case, but I bought it in the lobby from someone wearing the same clothes as you. I spent a lot of money on it. How can it be fake?"

'Ticket scalpers' have been around since the 1980s.

In particular, people take advantage of the increased flow of people at stations during the Spring Festival travel rush, go to the platform in advance or ask someone to buy a large number of train tickets, and then accumulate them.

They don’t sell until a few days before the train departs.

Even so, many people still cannot buy tickets.

At this time, they have no choice but to buy tickets that are several times or even dozens of times more expensive than the original tickets.

It would be fine if the tickets were authentic, but some unscrupulous businessmen sell counterfeit tickets and make huge profits.

This directly leads to many more passengers holding fake tickets on the train.

Although the train police have been stepping up their efforts to crack down on scalpers, this phenomenon has increased instead of decreased and is becoming more and more rampant.

Several staff members looked at each other and said, "Some speculators will take advantage of the psychology of people who are anxious to get on the bus and sell fake tickets."

Although she didn't do it knowingly, the elder sister still couldn't help but ask with a guilty conscience: "Then, what should I do? I was also deceived."

"It's okay, come with me to buy a ticket later."

As they left, the carriage finally returned to peace.

Only a few passengers were left to talk about this matter after dinner to pass the long and tiring time.

On the way back, Wang Shuping suddenly became interested in scalped tickets and took the initiative to start a conversation.

"People nowadays are really capable. They can even forge train tickets."

Yang Huiying, who goes to the south almost every winter and summer vacation, doesn't find this strange.

She smiled and said, "Oh my, that's nothing. I know someone who was able to make his own meat and grain coupons when supplies were in short supply two years ago."

Wang Shuping had heard of such a "strange person" but had never met one in real life.

She asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"will not."

Yang Huiying continued speaking with great confidence.

"That person's craftsmanship is excellent. The tickets and seals he made are much more authentic than the real ones, and he has never failed."

After saying that, Yang Huiying quickly turned her head to look around, then lowered her voice.

"I am the only one at home. My son is filial and sent me a lot of money to buy a color TV. He said that people look pale when they watch black and white TV. You know, you can't buy a color TV just because you want it..."

In the 1980s, to buy a color TV you needed a 'bonus color TV voucher'.

This voucher is awarded by the Ministry of Commerce to special groups such as national grain sales models, and can be used to purchase a 20-inch color TV.

As long as ordinary people had tickets and money, they could buy an ordinary black and white TV, but they could not even think about buying a color TV.

So, Yang Huiying got the pink prize-winning color TV voucher that was as good as the real ticket from her extraordinary friend.

Printed on it are the words 'Wujiaohua Company, Nanhe City, Central China Province' and 'Certificate of sale of one 20-inch color TV to a national grain sales model'.

It was also stamped with the seal of the Fifth Communications and Chemical Industry Bureau of the Ministry of Commerce.

Of course, this seal was naturally made by the same person.

In this way, Yang Huiying successfully bought a color TV.

With the mixed emotions of surprise and admiration, Wang Shuping stared with her eyes wide open and was speechless.

"So, this small train ticket is nothing..."

As they were talking, the two were about to return to the front of the carriage.

At this time, inside the carriage, the children were talking to someone, mentioning prices from time to time, and seemed to be buying and selling something.

Wait for the two of them to come closer and take a look.

This distinctive man is the skinny guy who walked into the wrong carriage a few hours ago.

Why is this person here again?