novelraw Chapter 438 - 20: Little Hong Encounters Human Traffickers
Chapter 438 - 20: Little Hong Encounters Human Traffickers
Chapter 438: Chapter 20: Little Hong Encounters Human Traffickers
However, the other person was snoring like thunder, getting louder and louder, and simply wouldn’t wake up in the smelly, noisy carriage.
There’s no such thing as someone pretending to sleep who can’t be woken up, unless you just aren’t strong enough.
Chu River exclaimed, "Oh!" and pinched the person right under the nose. "Could it be heatstroke causing unconsciousness?"
The way she pinched was completely different from others—such strength that if she pressed any harder, those two front teeth would be pushed right back in!
In an instant, the person struggled awake, saw a petite girl, and then looked at the huge bag she was struggling to hold with one hand. With a gasp, he hastily offered her his seat and even helped lift the bag.
Chu River was also very polite: "Thank you."
The person shivered all over, obediently standing in the aisle, swaying as others pushed past, watching Chu River stepping on the seat, fiercely trying to shove her luggage up, not daring to budge an inch.
...
The bag was too big; it wouldn’t fit anywhere.
Fortunately, Shi Suifeng’s prior advice had been detailed enough. Chu River split the large bag into smaller ones, tied them up with string, and could even feel the fish inside breaking as she pressed down on them.
But there was no time to feel sorry; after squeezing both above, below, and beside the leg space, they were all packed in.
Only then did she catch her breath and wipe the sweat from her forehead.
She reached to take the net off her neck and looked at the fragrant meat buns, her previous fond memories resurfacing once more.
So, she took a big bite, feeling both her spirit and body being elevated.
The aroma of the meat buns was so overpowering that quite a few hungry people around her were secretly swallowing their saliva, but given how precious food was now, no one dared to ask for a taste.
The train soon started moving.
Chu River watched the scenery slowly passing by outside the window, enjoying the light breeze, finally feeling that life was looking up again.
Shi Suifeng’s exceptional skills indeed!
She hadn’t tasted it for over a month; she might have forgotten if she didn’t try it now!
Her pace of eating the bun was not rushed, bite by bite, even to the point of slow and deliberate chewing. But before she knew it, with no one noticing, a third of the buns in the cloth bag were already gone.
Chu River silently counted; there were 27 left.
Ugh, no more eating.
She regretfully put the buns back, only then noticing an old lady opposite her staring continuously, raising her eyebrows: "What’s up?"
The old lady’s expression froze.
This girl!
She looked quite delicate, but was unfortunately dark and thin, and short, not at all like someone who could have children.
Then she looked at her appetite—who could possibly afford this?
The old lady had been observing for a while; she had neither shown any sign of searching for someone, nor had anyone approached her. A small girl with this much stuff was definitely traveling alone, either visiting relatives or returning home.
Such a person should theoretically be a great target.
But the old lady disliked how much she ate yet didn’t grow, resembling a poor deal, initially planning to keep Chu River as a backup.
But who would’ve thought the little girl would raise her eyebrows, looking like she was interrogating a criminal.
The old lady sneered internally, yet her face grew even more kindly.
"Girl, carrying so much by yourself must be tough, right?"
Chu River, puzzled: "No, it’s just this much. How tough can it be?"
Old lady: ...
I fear our "much" isn’t the same much.
She felt it was a pity; if she knocked the girl out and took her away to avoid drawing attention, wouldn’t the stuff just be wasted?
"You little girl, really strong—you’re headed where?"
Chu River glancing at her with a smirk: "Take a guess where I’m going?"
The old lady felt annoyance building within her—people are generally warm in these times, and the old lady knew how to choose her targets. She never approached those guarded ones who might arouse suspicion.
Thus, when she initiated conversations, people usually at most ignored her, never choking her like this.
Yet the skinny and dark girl in front of her was so hard to converse with.
Who on earth raises such a big girl, needing daily beatings?
She could only awkwardly chuckle: "You girl, really interesting way of talking."
"Indeed," Chu River replied, "No need to stress it, I know I’m articulate."
"Pfft!"
The middle-aged man with a bruise under his nose couldn’t hold back from laughing, yet quickly stifled it under Chu River’s gaze.
The old lady felt even more embarrassed from the laughter but showed no sign, even more committed to maintaining her disguise.