Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   He Junfeng also obviously felt a little inappropriate.

   When he came over, he was alone, huddled with the villagers, and it was no big deal to sit and stay up all night.

   But now with Su Haitang by his side, an 18-year-old girl can't be as indifferent as him.

   He is still reluctant to wrong his daughter.

   "Wait here, I'll ask the conductor to exchange two tickets for the upper deck."

   He Junfeng ordered, and turned his head to squeeze out again.

  Su Haitang grabbed him.

   "The tickets must be all sold out, don't bother, that's all."

   He Junfeng frowned at her, lowered his head and smiled at the passengers sitting on the lower bunks who were pretending to be deaf.

   "This is our bunk, please let it go."

   Auntie rolled his eyes at him, shifted her butt, and shouted that the older child beside her would sit with the younger one.

  He Junfeng glanced at the place where he let out, and even the fat lady couldn't sit down half her buttocks, and her brows could not help but wrinkle even tighter.

   "Comrade, this is our berth, please let it go!"

   In this case, the third one, the aunt is on fire!

   She lifted her **** and turned around, taking up most of the space that she let out.

"What's the matter with you, comrade? Your shop is your shop, and the train station is run by your family? I wrote your name? What's wrong with letting the child sit and rest for a while? manage!"

   "I'm still a soldier, and I don't care for the masses at all! Isn't this a place for you! It's not a good thing to talk to a woman in the daytime."

  Su Haitang was affected, and she was stared at several times. She was unexpectedly not angry. Looking at the blackened face of Chief He, she even thought it was a bit funny.

   Let's just say that she doesn't look like him at all, who would believe that they are father and daughter.

   "Why are you still cursing?"

He Junfeng's face was so heavy that water dripped from his face, and the child who was so frightened that he was crying and twisting didn't dare to make a fuss. , forget to **** back.

   "What's wrong with scolding you? It's just a matter of humiliating the people's children and soldiers, and we people are not allowed to scold you? If you don't admit your mistakes, go to your troops and sue your leaders and fire you!"

  The aunt scolded fiercely and fearlessly.

   Su Haitang suddenly felt a sense of familiarity when she saw Liu Lancui, her palms were itchy, and she wanted to punch someone.

   She took a deep breath, mixed with an unpleasant breath, reminding her of the environment she was in.

  A hero does not suffer immediate losses, forget it.

   "Forget it, don't bother with them..."

   Wait for the conductor to come and deal with it.

   Before she could say the last sentence, she was interrupted by He Junfeng frowning unhappily.

   "How can we just forget about it? This is the berth we bought with money. We kindly let others sit, because we are highly conscious and willing to help others; but this does not mean that others can **** our berth with peace of mind, and arrogantly beat it."

   "This kind of wrong attitude can't last long. You can't run away when you encounter a problem. You always expect that all you meet are reasonable people who will reason with you and not infringe on your rights. You are not the only one who suffers in the end."

  Su Haitang listened to his lesson in a daze, and there was a rumbling in her head, as if she had been split open.

   Is she still running away?

   Does she always expect others to show kindness and not hurt her?

  No, she resisted, she fought with Liu Lancui, she successfully split up, she went to school, planted melons, and made money!

   But there was another voice in her heart, telling her calmly and clearly: Yes, Su Haitang, you still haven't changed your cowardice.

   The servility that Liu Lancui has played for more than ten years is deeply ingrained in you!