Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 395

The man traveling with the woman, perhaps thinking she’s meddlesome, said: "Why are you saying so much?"

The woman, annoyed by this, said: "It’s always like this when it’s time to eat. If it’s not intentional, then what is it? They’re just trying to scam others for food. I’ve seen plenty of people like this."

Upon hearing this, the old man’s breathing became heavy, possibly due to anger.

Not wanting to cause trouble, he softly comforted: "Huzi, be good, hold on a little longer. Once we get off the train, the uncles from the troop will pick us up, and then we’ll have food."

Even though his voice was low, Xinyan heard it clearly.

That phrase ’the uncles from the troop will pick us up’ seemed to have sparked something in Xinyan.

She asked He Jinxuan to take down some food from the rack, took out two buns that her sister-in-law from the He Family had given earlier, and turned to hand them over: "Madam, these are for you to eat."

At first, the old woman was startled to see the buns Xinyan handed over.

But after hearing Xinyan, she quickly waved her hand to refuse, saying: "This really won’t do, it just won’t do."

Seeing the old woman’s weathered hands, Xinyan insisted: "Madam, take it. I have more here. It’s okay if we adults go hungry, but the child shouldn’t."

Afraid they might mistake her for a swindler, she hurriedly explained: "I’m a student going to school in the Capital, not a bad person."

Hearing Xinyan, and seeing the eager look in her little grandson’s eyes as he looked at the buns, the old woman, perhaps remembering how precious food was, thought that if they ate, the young girl might not have any left: "Miss, thank you, I’ll shamelessly take just one for my Huzi."

Xinyan gently took the old woman’s hand and placed both buns in it: "It’s fine. My family prepared plenty for me when I left. You can eat without worry."

The old woman’s eyes reddened, glancing at her grandson in her arms, then at the buns in her hand, she said somewhat embarrassedly: "Miss, thank you so much."

Afraid the old woman might feel uncomfortable, Xinyan urged: "The buns are still warm, please eat them."

The old woman took one and handed it to her grandson: "Huzi, quickly thank the lady."

The little boy, about three or four years old, said: "Thank you, sister."

Xinyan smiled at him: "You’re welcome."

Just as she finished speaking, the woman who had made sarcastic remarks earlier started again: "See, I told you, they scammed some food."

After speaking, she looked at Xinyan: "Some people really are foolish."

Xinyan originally didn’t want to pay her any mind, thinking they’re all just passing by, who would remember whom once off the train? But unexpectedly, the woman continued, now addressing the elderly pair: "Begging on a train, are we?"

Xinyan understood now; the elderly man and the child were possibly from a military family, or even from a family of a martyr. Otherwise, the old man wouldn’t have mentioned ’the uncles from the troop pick them up.’ But this was just her guess.

Xinyan stood up directly and looked at the woman: "Are you done? How have they offended you?"

The woman glanced at Xinyan’s decent attire: "Oh, young lady, don’t be fooled by people like them."

He Jinxuan stood up at this point, gently pushed Xinyan back into her seat, and coldly faced the woman: "When you belittle others, you make a fool of yourself. If you’re not embarrassed, keep going."

After finishing, he gave a pointed look at the man beside her, the warning was unmistakable.

With He Jinxuan’s intervention, the woman refrained from making any more annoying remarks.