"Why are you shouting? You are so shameless when you are such an adult and still behave like a child!" the boy's mother yelled.

Mo Shouchen pointed at his face and said, "Your child almost kicked me just now!"

"You said you almost kicked me, but you didn't kick me. If you didn't kick me, you yelled at my son and frightened my son. Can you afford to pay for it?"

The boy's mother acted like she was very reasonable, and because the boy had her mother's support, the boy was no longer afraid of Mo Shouchen. He even hid behind his mother and made faces at Mo Shouchen.

Mo Shouchen had no way to deal with such a troublesome woman. He couldn't even make a fuss, but he couldn't make a move. It was really frustrating.

"Beer, drink, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, ham sausage, come on, those in front, please tuck your legs."

Just when Mo Shouchen was so angry that he was itching his teeth, the conductor pushed the car over and the boy's attention was immediately attracted to the conductor.

"Mom, I want to eat ham!" the boy said, shaking his mother's arm.

The boy's mother touched the boy's head and persuaded: "Son, be good. Ham sausage is junk food. We won't eat it. Mom brought you boiled eggs. Let's eat boiled eggs."

"No, no! I want to eat ham sausage! I want to eat ham sausage!"

"Be obedient, ham sausages are made of dead rat meat. If you eat them, your stomach will hurt, and if you don't do it well, you might even die. We won't eat them!"

The boy seemed to be frightened by his mother and stopped shouting for ham.

After listening to the conversation between mother and son, Mo Shouchen suddenly had a bad idea in his mind. Since the mother didn't discipline her child well, let her also suffer.

When the conductor pushed the car past, Mo Shouchen waved and then asked: "How much does the ham sausage cost?"

"Eight yuan!" the conductor said expressionlessly.

"Give me one!"

Mo Shouchen took out eight yuan and handed it to the conductor, and then the conductor handed him a piece of ham. Looking at the ham in his hand, the boy licked his lips and his eyes widened.

Mo Shouchen took the ham and looked at the label on it. While looking at it, he read: "Chicken, water, starch... Huh? Why didn't I see it said it was made of dead rat meat?"

Hearing Mo Shouchen's words, the boy shouted again: "Mom, mom, ham sausage is made of chicken, not dead rat meat. I want to eat it. Buy it for me, buy it for me!"

The boy's mother glared at Mo Shouchen fiercely, then hugged the boy's shoulders and coaxed: "Those who make sausages secretly add dead rat meat. Of course they won't write it on the label. Be obedient, wait a minute."

On the train, mom will take you to eat KFC."

When he heard that he could eat KFC after getting off the train, the boy was a little hesitant. It seemed that KFC was still very tempting to him.

But of course Mo Shouchen would not give him a chance to give up. He tore off the wrapping of the ham sausage, brought the ham sausage to his nose and smelled it, and then said intoxicatedly: "Wow, it smells so good like chicken, this

It’s much better than KFC’s fried chicken.”

This time the boy was completely out of control. No matter how much his mother tried to coax or persuade him, he kept yelling that he wanted to eat ham. In the end, he even started to hit and bite his mother. The scene was quite intense.

Looking at the boy's mother's hair, which was messed up like a chicken coop, and her collar, which was stretched twice as much, Mo Shouchen felt extremely happy. Maybe this is called self-inflicted pain.

But Mo Shouchen didn't dare to eat the sausage, because he always felt that there was something wrong with the conductor, so he didn't dare to eat the things the conductor sold.

The quarrel lasted for more than ten minutes. When the boy saw that his mother still refused to buy him ham, he cursed and jumped from his seat to the aisle in the middle of the train, stepping on his mother's legs.

His mother was already tired of the trouble, so she didn't care about him and just let him go.

The boy looked back and forth in the aisle and found two curtains hanging at the end of the carriage. Behind the curtain was where the conductor rested, and the conductor's cart was parked outside the curtain.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly had a plan in mind.

The boy slowly walked to the back of the car, pretended to sit down on the seat near the stroller, and then observed the situation inside through the gap between the two curtains.

He saw that the conductor seemed to be busy with something behind the curtain. When the conductor turned his back to the outside, he walked carefully to the cart with his waist low, and then reached out to pick up the ham sausage on the cart.

"Whoosh!"

Just when the boy's hand was about to touch the ham, a hand suddenly stretched out from the curtain and grabbed his wrist. He looked up and found that the conductor was staring at him, his eyes looking very serious.

fear.

He was so frightened that he screamed and then cried "Wow".

Hearing the boy's cry, his mother rushed over, pulled the boy away from the conductor's hands, and asked: "What are you doing!"

"He stole things!" the conductor said expressionlessly.

The boy's mother put one hand on her waist, pointed at the conductor with the other and yelled, "Fart! Which one of your eyes saw him stealing something?"

"I saw it with both eyes. If you don't believe it, look at it!"
Chapter completed!