After traveling through the book, I realized my wish in my previous life

The middle-aged woman immediately became furious and accused the young man of being impolite and not knowing how to respect the elderly and love the young.

The young man was not to be outdone and retorted that the middle-aged woman was making a big deal out of nothing.

The two quarreled more and more fiercely, and people around them gathered over. Some tried to stop the fight, while others blamed the young man. The scene was very chaotic for a while.

Just then, a gray-haired old man walked out of the crowd.

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit and a pair of black-framed glasses, and looked gentle and refined.

The old man walked between the two of them and said softly, "It's New Year's Day, calm down. It's common to have bumps and bruises when you're out and about. There's no need to ruin the relationship over such a small matter."

After hearing what the old man said, the middle-aged woman and the young man felt a little embarrassed, and the quarrel gradually subsided.

The old man smiled and said, "Come on, everyone, make way. Don't get stuck here. Let the people behind you move around."

The crowd then slowly dispersed.

After watching the excitement, Shen Xiaoxia turned her head and looked out the window. The white mist emitted by the steam locomotive covered the platform. The train started slowly, the platform gradually moved away, and the familiar scenery of her hometown slowly became blurred.

The cold wind outside was still biting, and the green train was panting and clanging along the tracks.

Around noon, the atmosphere on the train gradually became lively and people began to prepare for lunch.

The carriage was filled with all kinds of smells. Most people on the train brought their own food. From what Shen Xiaoxia saw, there were dumplings, rice, steamed buns, steamed bread, pancakes, eggs and so on.

Next to Shen Xiaoxia, a white-haired old lady was carefully taking out an oil-paper bag from a cloth bag.

The oil paper package was opened, revealing a few cold and hard steamed buns, two eggs and a few pieces of pickled cabbage.

The old lady picked up an egg with her wrinkled hands and handed it to her grandson who was looking at her eagerly. "Here, eat an egg first to fill your stomach. When we get home, grandma will make you something delicious."

The little boy took the egg, peeled it skillfully, and then broke it in half and handed it to the old lady, "Grandma, you have one too."

The old lady smiled and rubbed her grandson's head. "Little Le, grandma doesn't want to eat. Grandma can just eat the steamed bread. You can eat it yourself."

After hearing this, the little boy withdrew his hand and began to eat with relish.

Not far away, a few young men gathered together, laughing and sharing food.

One of them took out a few steamed buns from a large aluminum lunch box and a bottle of pickles. "Come, try the pickles my mom made. They're delicious!"

A few people ate and chatted, and the topics were mostly about changes in their hometowns and interesting things in the New Year.

"Tell me, when can we stop staying in the countryside and go back to the city?" a young man suddenly sighed.

After hearing this, the others were silent for a while, with complicated expressions on their faces.

After a while, another young man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much. Eat your fill first, and things will get better."

At the other end of the carriage, a young couple was carrying a baby.

The wife was carefully feeding the child rice soup with a spoon, while the husband was helping to hold the child.

As his wife fed him, she gently reminded him, "Drink slowly, don't burn yourself."

The child took a few sips, smiled happily, and babbled.

The couple looked at their child with happiness on their faces.

After a while, the child suddenly started crying and no matter how we comforted him, he wouldn't stop.

The wife anxiously checked whether the child had urinated or was hungry, while the husband stood by at a loss.

At this time, an older woman nearby enthusiastically handed over a small toy and said, "Let the child play with this, maybe he will stop crying."

The wife took the toy gratefully and waved it in front of the child. Sure enough, the child was attracted to it and gradually stopped crying.

As the atmosphere of noon grew thicker, the train attendant came down the aisle pushing a cart full of food with a "ding-dong" sound.

The saleswoman, a middle-aged woman, shouted at the top of her voice, "Tin box lunches, cornmeal pancakes, tea eggs, steamed buns, melon seeds, peanuts! Biscuits, oranges, candy, soda!"

Hearing the hawking, many passengers looked over.

A middle-aged man asked, "Comrade, how much is a tin lunch box? How much is a cornmeal pancake?"

The salesperson stopped and introduced enthusiastically, "Comrade, the lunch box is 30 cents each, and the pancake is 8 cents each. This pancake is soft and sweet. Would you like some?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can it be cheaper?"

The salesperson smiled and said, "Comrade, the prices are fixed. We can't go cheap. Look at this pancake. It's so fresh. It would be great to buy one for your child."

The middle-aged man looked at the child beside him, who was looking at him eagerly, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Then give me three pancakes."

The salesperson quickly took out three pancakes from the cart, wrapped them, and handed them to the middle-aged man. After taking the money, he continued to push the cart forward.

A young girl stopped the salesperson and asked, "Comrade, do you have soda?"

"Yes! We have orange and pear flavors, 1.5 cents a bottle!"

The young girl took out some money and said, "Give me a bottle of orange flavor."

"Okay," the salesperson took the money and handed the soda to the girl.

The girl took the soda, unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp. The cool soda flowed down her throat, and she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, "Refreshing!"

The people around were envious.

After a while, the train slowed down and slowly drove into a small station.

There were not many people getting on the train at this small station. After a brief stop at the station, the train slowly started again.

Inside the train car, the salesperson continued to shout, "Tea eggs! Freshly cooked tea eggs!"

"How much is a tea egg?"

"15 cents each, ma'am, how many do you want?"

"How about two for eight cents?"

"No, no, Auntie, the prices are fixed and they can't be cheaper."

Seeing that her bargaining failed, the old lady finally paid for just one.

For lunch, Shen Xiaoxia ate an egg and a rice ball.

The rice balls made by Shen's mother were not like the ones Shen Xiaoxia had made before, which she could eat in one bite. The rice balls she made were very firm and the size of an adult's fist.

It was filled with some vegetables and sauce. After eating one, plus the egg I had eaten before, I was already very full.

"Boxed lunches, biscuits, melon seeds, peanuts, oranges, candies—" the salesman continued to shout, and as he walked forward, he kicked away several sacks lying across the aisle with his blue cotton shoes.

A smell of cigarette smoke wafted into Shen Xiaoxia's nose, and she frowned and looked at the seat diagonally across the aisle.

A burly man was smoking a pipe, and he even knocked the pipe against the sole of his shoe. The ash fell on the floral cotton jacket of the little girl next to him. The girl also frowned, and seemed to want to say something but hesitated several times, wanting to say something but hesitant.

The people around him looked at him like that and thought it was better to mind their own business, so no one spoke out to stop him.

Shen Xiaoxia pulled the scarf around her neck upwards to cover her nose.

Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It is indeed difficult for a train to be calm. This small carriage is like a small society. There are all kinds of people and all kinds of stories can happen.