"Alright," Cai Xiaowen deftly put things away, "Junior sister, you should sit down and rest. There’s still quite a journey ahead."
Journey?
Wen Ran felt that might not be the case.
She opened her package, revealing buns and at pies inside, and sincerely said, "There’s nothing to do once we’re up here anyway. Since we’re just idling, how about we eat sothing to lift our spirits?"
"This..."
On this trip, besides Mr. Gu Sr. with Cai Xiaowen and Wen Ran, there was also a six-foot-tall iron-blooded tough guy, radiating a vibe that clearly had seen blood before.
Wen Ran was understanding, although curious about this person’s origins, Mr. Gu Sr. didn’t explain, so he didn’t ask much.
The old saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
"Eat," Wen Ran casually handed one to the tough guy, "Give it a try, my mom made it, it tastes really good."
"Oh no," Cai Xiaowen quickly waved her hand, embarrassingly, "I shouldn’t accept favors without rit, and these are fine foods, definitely made for you by your family, you should eat more yourself."
"Eat," Wen Ran concisely said, "without rit accepting favor, true.
But we are fellow disciples, senior sister and junior sister, and will be spending a long ti together in the future. If we split up a bun and a at pie so clearly, what’s the point in being together?"
She jokingly stuffed a bun to Cai Xiaowen, "Hurry and eat, it’s just out of the oven, still hot."
Cai Xiaowen felt there was sense in Wen Ran’s words, "Then, then I’ll eat it."
"Eat."
Wen Ran bit into a bun herself, then picked one for Mr. Gu Sr., "The young girl has thin skin, but you’re already old and tough, also thin skinned?"
Mr. Gu Sr.: "..."
He angrily took one, muttering, "At such a young age, how co you haven’t learned the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young?"
"I’ve learned quite a bit."
Wen Ran grinned, "Otherwise, just looking at how you changed my volunteer options without notifying secretly, do you think I’d let it go?"
Professor Gu: "."
If there were a ti machine, he wished he could go back one minute.
No need to speak recklessly, just shut up and silently eat buns and at pies, isn’t it satisfying?
Why have such a strong desire to express, just shut the mouth, life would be better, wouldn’t it?
The tough guy stayed silent, rely eating voraciously.
Originally prepared to eat for a day, finished by four people in one al.
Actually, on the way here, Wen Ran also thought about it, though archaeology is a niche field, and regular classes can’t be skipped, staying beside Mr. Gu Sr., one can actually see many real things.
The more you see, the more you learn, that feeling of discerning the authenticity of things will naturally develop.
Right now, handling gold isn’t as valuable as dealing with these little trinkets.
Picking up a bargain, you never know, slightly pick one up, and you might get rich directly.
This thing right, is more appealing compared to studying Chinese language and literature.
After all, archaeology is technical, while Chinese language and literature feels sowhat like cultivating one’s mood...
Wen Ran cultivating her mood felt as amusing as a bear picking up an embroidery needle.
Originally, Mr. Gu Sr. thought of lecturing Wen Ran again on the train, but when Wen Ran brought out the checkers, Cai Xiaowen was completely captivated.
At first, Mr. Gu Sr. was disdainful of this ga, but later, when he got addicted, he pulled everyone to play.
Playing with Wen Ran made his eyes see stars, then he grabbed Cai Xiaowen to play.
Not to ntion, all these high IQ players quickly engaged each other, setting up strategies and tricking each other.
Sotis Wen Ran would fall into traps, let alone the huge guy with enormous pecs, who found thinking quite taxing?
"Not playing anymore," Wen Ran waved her hand weakly, "This train is shaking to the death. Watching it makes dizzy, you guys play, I really can’t play anymore."
Originally thought sleeping on the train was extrely difficult and torturous, but as soon as Wen Ran touched the pillow, she fell asleep.
Listening to Wen Ran’s breathing gradually becoming regular, Cai Xiaowen whispered, "She has a good temper."
"I think so too."
"Then did you tell her it was you who secretly switched her from Chinese language and literature to archaeology?"
Mr. Gu Sr. was nearly scared to death by Cai Xiaowen, "Shh! Shh! Shh! You dead girl, why are you becoming more reckless with age?
This kind of talk, can it be said? Keep it to yourself."
Wen Ran: "..."
She closed her eyes, not budging, faintly said, "I’m asleep, not deaf, not dead either."
Behind her, a deathly silence.
Wen Ran adjusted her sleeping position, "It’s late, hurry up and sleep, that checkers clicking is a bit noisy."
A docile voice ca from behind, "Alright."
The strong man responsible for protecting the three: "..."
Sowhat amusing, what’s the matter?
The man purely watched the show, whereas Cai Xiaowen felt guilty, wishing she could slap her own face twice, she looked apologetically at Mr. Gu Sr.
How to say it, this ti, although unintentional, it was indeed her fault, causing trouble for the old man.
Mr. Gu Sr. felt disheartened, could only keep comforting himself inside, though this girl has a tough and foul temper, wouldn’t hit the old man, right?
Hmm?
He’s old, fragile, couldn’t withstand this girl’s kicking.
Sniff, sniff, he kept saying, students shouldn’t be taken in casually.
The ones taken in are all troublemakers.
Mr. Gu Sr. cried inwardly, but didn’t dare say a word.
Laying on the soft bed, feeling the train’s rhythmic sway, Mr. Gu Sr. felt he might not need to wait till natural old age, would be tricked to death by one, two, three, four...
Students.
Haha.
Living sure is thrilling.
Wen Ran didn’t care about the tossing and turning at night, slept soundly till dawn, but the other two were miserable.
Tossing and turning all night, like flipping pancakes.
On one hand, conditions were limited, truly couldn’t sleep, on the other hand, just engaged in a guilty act.
Most importantly, they ate the large at buns and pies Wen Ran brought.
Sniff, sniff, like a bone stuck in the throat, truly like a bone stuck in the throat.
Damn it, they’re really so damnable.
"Awake?"
The tough guy fetched water, "Here’s water, drink so first."
In the morning bringing water for everyone, it was quite considerate.
"Thanks."
But as soon as the water went into her mouth, Wen Ran felt sothing off.
Tsk, dude, seeing your pecs bouncing large, thought you were good.
Turns out, playing mind gas with us, huh?
She raised her eyes, glanced at the two sleeping like dead pigs across from her, hesitated for a second, decisively opened her mouth, and poured the water down her throat.
It looked like she drank it, but in reality, not a drop remained, all went into space.
After drinking, she wiped her mouth, "Thank you."
Then turned around, laying down gracefully.
It’s just drugged water, I’ll lay down first, so I won’t have to fake fainting later.
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