Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dapeng and Dabao continued their inspection until they passed by Li Mingliang and Yang Yong who were coming from the opposite direction. The four of them said hello, and Dapeng took Dabao to get on the dining car.

The dining car was empty except for Captain Li Yuming and Lu Chaosheng, who were leisurely smoking. Seeing Dapeng and the other two boarding, they smiled and waved, "Xiao Qin, come over and rest for a while."

At this moment, the kitchen door curtain of the dining car was lifted, and a girl in a railway uniform and a soft hat came out, holding two water cups. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth. Her big eyes always seemed to be smiling, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, including a small canine tooth.

When Dapeng saw it, he immediately walked over quickly. Even though he left Dabao's side, Dabao could still smell the strong sour smell of hormones.

As soon as he spoke, Dabao covered his forehead. This bastard who forgot his loyalty for the sake of beauty, only one word could describe him: vile.

"Xiaoyu..."

The girl looked straight ahead and spat out one word: "Get out!"

"Okay!" Dapeng proudly stepped aside.

The girl placed the water cup on the table of Li Yuming and the others, then walked towards Dabao, holding out her hand with a smile: "Are you Comrade Qin Dabao? I'm Xin Xiaoyu, the conductor of this train."

Dabao smiled slightly, ignoring Tong Dapeng who was trying to scare him by killing a chicken and slicing its neck, and stretched out his hand to shake Xin Xiaoyu's hand: "Hello."

He raised his head and said loudly: "Are you having an epileptic seizure? Is there water in your head?" Dabao walked around Xin Xiaoyu and hugged Tong Dapeng.

Tong Dapeng said angrily: "You are the one with water in your head... Ouch, you always hit my head so hard that it explodes."

Dabao turned to Li Yuming and said, "Captain, let's go to the sleeper berth and take a look..."

Tong Dapeng struggled hard: "I won't go..."

Dabao glared at him and said, "Go!"

As they walked away, Li Yuming and Lu Chaosheng laughed: "This young man."

Xin Xiaoyu came over with a pout: "Uncle Li, why is he like that?"

Li Yuming laughed out loud: "Who is this guy?" Xin Xiaoyu's face instantly turned red...

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Tong Dapeng used a special key to open the small door between the carriages. This is the door connecting the dining car and the sleeper berths. Generally speaking, it is locked and opened when the train starts. Now it is break time, the dining car is closed and entry is prohibited.

As Dapeng opened the door, a mixed smell hit him in the face, the smell of sweat, feet, farts, and a smell of vanishing cream. This smell was common to Dapeng, but for Dabao, it was a source of pain. It was too smelly and irritated his eyes.

Dapeng laughed heartily and came to the first bunk. He saw a big man sitting on the lower bunk, picking his toes happily. The smell of his toes was just like that of the toilet. The smell drove everyone away.

Tong Dapeng sternly said, "Put your shoes on quickly! If you disturb other passengers, I will kick you off the bus!"

Seeing that it was a conductor, the toe-picking man did not dare to refute and could only put on his socks and shoes reluctantly. Suddenly, the smell in the carriage became much fresher.

In this era, almost everyone, regardless of gender, has smelly feet. One reason is that they walk a lot, and the other is the shoes. Nowadays, rubber shoes are the mainstream fashion. These shoes always cover the feet and cannot breathe at all. Once the feet sweat, it would be strange if they don’t smell.

Dabao finally walked into the carriage, his eyes a little red. Damn! The enemy wasn't this fierce! Using chemical weapons almost made him cry.

The sleeper cars were full of people. Those who could buy sleeper tickets were also of a certain class. There were three different colors of tickets for one train, clearly dividing the classes.

Ordinary people are just ordinary people after all, and few of them can rise to the top and become phoenixes. No matter what dynasty, no matter who is in power, the so-called democracy, freedom and equality promoted are nothing but literal meanings, and anyone who believes them is a fool.

Tong Dapeng and Dabao were checking in the sleeper car. Dapeng checked the tickets while Dabao released his consciousness, enveloping everyone in it. His brain was like a camera, recording everyone.

From the moment the passengers boarded the bus, Dabao knew that the battle had begun and there was no room for slacking off.

Someone once said that although the train compartment is small, it is a small society where people of all kinds gather together, and there are really all kinds of people.

Dabao and his friend were not even halfway through the carriage when they were checking the ticket of a middle-aged bald man. Dabao had just asked a few questions when the bald man, who did not know where the sweat came from, kept wiping it with his handkerchief.

At this time, there was a quarrel in front. A woman's voice was sharp and high-pitched. If she was singing, she should be a soprano.

"You bastard, you touched my waist. You look so gentle, but you turned out to be a pervert."

A man hurriedly explained: "Lady, please don't be so harsh. You were stepping on the bunk to put your bag down and it almost fell. I was afraid you would fall, so I helped you up. How can that be considered as hooliganism? Can you please be reasonable? Besides..." The man's voice lowered a little: "Where is your waist?"

"Why are you afraid that I'll fall? You're obviously trying to take advantage of me because I'm pretty!"

There was a roar of laughter from several people.

Dapeng and Dabao walked over and couldn't help laughing. They saw that the quarrel between the man and the woman was very unique.

The woman was about twenty years old, and looked like a landmine spirit. She was short and fat, with big wavy hair and lips painted as if she had drunk blood.

The flesh on her face squeezed her eyes into bean-shaped pieces. At first glance, she looked a bit like the beautiful lady Liao from the steel mill. But a closer look revealed that the beautiful lady Liao was much more delicate than her.

The man was about thirty years old, so thin that he looked like a skeleton. A closer look revealed that he was just a pile of bones wrapped in skin. He wore high-power myopic glasses and a shabby Mao suit. He was rubbing his hands anxiously.

Dapeng shook his head and smiled, "This man is truly brave. He's sacrificing himself to save others."

Dabao also laughed, "Of course! You're helping others with your little arms. If you don't break a bone, you're considered strong."

"The police comrades are here, police comrades, this man is acting like a hooligan, quickly arrest him!" The woman was so full of energy that the onlookers covered their ears.

"I, I'm not a hooligan, Public Security Comrade, look, even if I were a hooligan, would I do this?"

The woman was furious: "Like this? What kind? What do you mean? I'm naturally beautiful and charming. My father said that if I were born in the Tang Dynasty, I would definitely be a concubine."

The onlookers laughed out loud, thinking this woman was quite interesting.

Dabao watched this scene with a smile. Tong Dapeng was very experienced in handling such matters. He put away his smile and said with a stern face: "You two, one says you are a hooligan and the other says you are not. We can't just listen to one side of the story. How about this, you pack up your things and get off the bus with me. The bus is not moving now, I will hand you over to the police station at the station.

But I have to say in advance, the train leaves in ten minutes, so you won't be able to catch it. Buy a ticket for the day after tomorrow."

"Huh?" The man and woman both grinned. The fat woman said hurriedly, "Forget it, comrade. This is a misunderstanding. I won't sue him."

The man nodded repeatedly.

Tong Dapeng said seriously: "Are you sure it's a misunderstanding?"

They both said in unison: "It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!"

Dabao patted Tong Dapeng on the shoulder with a smile. It really is true that one should look at someone with new eyes after three days of absence. This matter was handled beautifully...