Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

I went to the dining car and saw the cook who contributed the rope.

An Xueyan went up to him and asked, "Uncle, is there anything left to eat? We are almost starving to death."

The uncle cook replied enthusiastically, "Others will definitely run out of food, but you must have some. Wait for me to make two bowls of noodles for you and your grandson."

After expressing their gratitude, the master and the disciple found a dining table and sat down. The noodles were served quickly, and the chef did not leave but sat down next to them.

Curiously, he asked, "Are you and your grandson from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners?"

After taking a bite of noodles, An Xueyan explained, "We are actually master and apprentice. We don't want others to pay too much attention to us, so we say we are grandfather and grandson."

Nowadays, if you introduce a couple as a grandfather and grandson to many people, they may be accustomed to it and not ask any further questions. But if you say they are a master and an apprentice, they will ask what craft you are teaching, and some people may even ask a lot of questions on this topic.

It was a particularly troublesome matter, but there was no need to hide it from the chef now. He had given them special treatment out of sincerity, and if she didn't explain it, her conscience might hurt for a second.

Mr. Feng also said modestly: "It's not that my family has a long history of practicing traditional Chinese medicine. It's just that my elders know a little about medicine, so I learned Chinese medicine since I was a child, and after a long time I became proficient in it."

Uncle Chef...Old man, do you want to listen to the bullshit you are talking about?

All his elders are doctors, and no one would believe that he is not from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. As soon as he saw his temperament, he felt that he was a master.

Anyway, he just had a flattering smile on his face and said, "Uncle, I knew you were a capable person the first time I saw you. You see, I was right. Both you and your disciple are amazing."

"It's just that I can cure it. If you have something to ask, just tell me." Old Feng could tell at a glance that this person had something to ask him.

Eating the hot noodles, I found that this guy’s cooking skills are pretty good and the noodles are very fragrant.

The master and the apprentice slurped their noodles. The cook's little trick was exposed, and he said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "I just need your help with something later. Let's talk privately later."

It looked like he didn't want An Xueyan to know. An Xueyan was concentrating on eating noodles and didn't ask. She was actually quite good at eavesdropping.

By the time the two men finished their noodles, they had already exchanged names. The chef, He Dongfang, attentively collected all the bowls, came out and invited Mr. Feng to a corner to talk quietly.

An Xueyan was bored as she looked at the dark scenery outside the window. It was quiet outside with only the clanging sound of the train. The intermittent voice of Chef He could be heard from the corner, adding a sense of weirdness. The thought that flashed through her mind at this moment was that there would not be any strange creatures outside the window.

When she realized her thoughts, her body trembled. What was she thinking?

She is a person blessed by the gods, so all the evil spirits retreated, chanting "retreat, retreat, retreat"

It turns out that after being with her grandmother for a long time, she has become more and more weird.

I was thinking about all sorts of things and didn't really listen to the conversation over there. I just heard whether the patient could be cured. I guess he had some health problems and wanted to see a master.

After the master finished chatting with Chef He, who was obviously much happier, the master and disciple returned to their private room.

Zhong Ming hadn't gone to bed yet either, and was clearly waiting for them. Seeing them return, he asked, "Doctor Feng, you're back. Is the baby born?"

"Mother and daughter are safe." Mr. Feng answered simply and sat down on his bed.

"That's good. They are lucky to have met you. By the way, Doctor Feng, the train attendant was watching your luggage for you before. She left after I came back. Please check your belongings to see if there is any problem." Zhong Ming said frankly.

Mr. Feng thanked him, "Okay, thank you."

An Xueyan looked at their luggage and found no signs of it being touched. In these days, one had to keep one's belongings within sight when riding a train.

Some people carry too much luggage when traveling alone, and when they go out to take care of their physical needs, all their luggage is gone when they come back. Therefore, after getting on the train, the staff will remind people in each carriage to take good care of their luggage and personal belongings.

In those days when supplies were scarce, a piece of worn clothing or a pair of used socks were valuable, so a bag full of luggage was wanted by people who wanted to take advantage.

Why are people in later generations more civilized? It’s not because they don’t want to take advantage of others, but because they want different things. Everyday necessities are worthless, and there are electronic eyes everywhere. Identity information can be found out through big data. If you are not honest, you will be invited to have tea in minutes.

However, if someone puts 100 million Mao Zedongs on the seat, it will probably be gone when they come back after leaving for a few minutes.

It's that famous saying: When profits reach 10%, some people start to get excited; when profits reach 50%, some people dare to take risks...

What's more, when it comes to such a good thing as a million dollars falling from the sky, most people will just throw morality back to its mother.

"There's no problem with the luggage. Thank you, Uncle Zhong. I'll treat you to some candy." An Xueyan took out a handful of chocolates from the small backpack on her middle bunk and handed it to Zhong Ming on the opposite bed.

Zhong Ming smiled and refused: "Uncle is too old to eat candy, little girl, keep it for yourself."

"Then give it to the children at my uncle's house." An Xueyan put the chocolate in the other person's hand with a firm attitude.

Mr. Feng also advised from the side: "Just keep it. This girl can't eat too much sweet food recently because of her teething. This can be considered as helping her to consume it so that she won't be tempted to eat it when she sees it."

After hearing that, Zhong Ming accepted it with a smile. An Xueyan pursed her lips. She hadn't eaten sweets for a long time. She took the candy back home to coax her little Miaomiao.

She pushed her tongue against her slightly loose front teeth. Soon she would be toothless. She was so upset...

After being busy for so long, they didn't talk much and just lay down on the bed to rest.

The sleeper car was relatively quiet in the middle of the night. Not long after she closed her eyes, she heard snoring from the bed opposite. An Xueyan opened her eyes depressed and confirmed that the culprit was Zhong Ming who had gotten out of bed opposite. The sound was comparable to the squeal of a pig being slaughtered.

The woman on the bed opposite also turned over in annoyance and covered her head, but the man on her bed was not so good-tempered. He came down from the top and slapped Zhong Ming to wake him up.

Zhong Ming looked at him confusedly: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

The man standing beside his bed said politely, "Brother, could you please be a little quieter?"

"That's right. We can't sleep if you snore so loudly." This was the young man who slept with An Xueyan.

After becoming more sober, Zhong Ming realized that it was caused by his old illness.

I said apologetically, "I'm sorry everyone, I just fell asleep and couldn't control myself. How about you guys go to sleep first, and I'll wait until you fall asleep before I go to sleep?"