The middle-aged woman's voice was sharp and harsh, and she shouted so loudly that the entire sleeper car could hear her.
Jiang Yu also stuck his head out to take a look, but was surprised to find that the other party seemed to be quarreling with Yu Changle.
Worried that Yu Changle would suffer a loss, he hurried over:
"Why are you shouting? If you have something to say, you can't say it louder, right? It's not whoever is louder who has the right!"
The middle-aged woman looked around the two of them with her triangular eyes and snorted heavily:
"Bah! It looks like you two are in the same group. You dress like a real person. Why don't you do other things?!"
Jiang Yu became angry as soon as he heard this, and grabbed the middle-aged woman who was about to leave after scolding her:
"Why are you swearing?! Apologize to us immediately!"
Yu Changle was also very angry. She just wanted to confirm the relationship between the little boy and the middle-aged woman, but she didn't expect that she would be regarded as a human trafficker.
"What evidence do you have that this little boy is your child? If you can't produce evidence, you are not allowed to take him away!"
The middle-aged woman threw the little boy to the ground. The little boy was so frightened that he cried loudly. Yu Changle immediately knelt down and held him in his arms to comfort him.
The middle-aged woman didn't care, but angrily took out a photo frame from her bag. Inside the photo frame was a black and white photo.
She held up the photo to the onlookers:
"Everyone, please see clearly, this is my daughter. She is dead. Do you think my grandson looks like her?!"
"Don't you want evidence? Doesn't this count as evidence! My miserable daughter - I only have Miaomiao like this left. If she were lost, I wouldn't be able to survive!"
The middle-aged woman simply sat down on the floor of the carriage, pulled the little boy back from Yu Changle's arms, hugged him and cried loudly.
Seeing the mother-in-law and grandson holding their heads in pain, the crowd watching around them couldn't bear it. The direction of public opinion suddenly turned to accuse Yu Changle and Jiang Yu.
"Is it possible to take away other people's children at will? Look how anxious this grandma is! These young people really don't use their brains when doing things."
"Shh, didn't you listen to the child's grandmother? The child was abducted."
"Ah, these two don't look like human traffickers, do they?"
"It doesn't look like it? Do you know what a human trafficker looks like? Is it possible that the word "human trafficker" is written on his face?"
"That's right, the more it looks different, the more dangerous it is!"
The crowd of onlookers spoke in support of the middle-aged woman. Even Jiang Yu felt a little nervous. He also saw clearly that the woman in the photo did look very similar to the little boy in front of him.
But Yu Changle still felt that something was wrong. She pointed at the photo and asked the little boy:
"Kid, is this person in the photo your mother?"
What she didn't expect was that the little boy took one look at the photo and cried louder, nodding while crying.
Now the onlookers were completely angry.
"Little girl, what's the matter with you? Don't you have any sympathy at all? The child is already pitiful enough, and you still open his wounds!"
"You are so beautiful, why is your heart so hard?"
"The old man must be worried if he loses his child. If you encounter him, just ask the flight attendant. What are you doing taking him back to your compartment?"
"That's right, you know if you have bad intentions or not!"
Yu Changle was a little confused. Could it be that he was really too worried?
But the facts in front of her didn't allow her to think too much. Some passengers with a sense of justice were ready to get up from the bunk and catch Yu Changle to find the flight attendant.
Jiang Yu saw that something was wrong and kept trying to stop him and explain to others.
In the midst of the chaos, a calm and steady man's voice came from the cubicle next to him:
"I can testify to this little girl that she did bring the child here to sit here out of kindness just now, and also brought him food and water. Before the child's grandmother came to find him, the little girl was asking the child's name. , prepare to find the flight attendant and contact the parents of the child."
"The above is what I have seen and heard with my own eyes. Please stay calm and distinguish right from wrong."
Following the orderly speaking, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit stood up from the cubicle. His rich and powerful voice silenced the scene. His solemn and confident temperament made people think at a glance that the man must be a state cadre.
The man said to the middle-aged woman: "The little girl just asked about your relationship with the child. Is her starting point also for the safety of the child?"
"If it wasn't you who came just now, but someone else who lied about being the child's parent, and she didn't ask, would it mean that the child has really been abducted by someone now?"
"It's understandable that you're anxious, but you can't vent your emotions blindly. You'll wrongfully accuse good people, and good people will not get good rewards. Who else will be willing to do good deeds and act bravely when they see justice in the future?"
The words were well-organized and not only addressed to the middle-aged woman, but also the onlookers felt ashamed that they had just wronged the little girl. For a while, the commotion in the carriage stopped.
Someone endorsed it, the child was not lost, and the little girl did not show any timidity. People became more and more convinced that this was just a misunderstanding. You and I told the child's grandma to watch the child carefully, and then they dispersed.
Seeing that there was no one to help, the middle-aged woman stopped making noise, cursed in a low voice, picked up her child and walked to the car in front.
Yu Changle saw the little boy crying with tears and snot all over his face, and felt very uncomfortable. It would be such a huge blow for such a young child to lose his mother, and how lonely and helpless he would be.
Seeing that Yu Changle was still looking at the direction the little boy was leaving, Jiang Yu patted her on the shoulder:
"Don't think too much. You are doing good things. If there is any misunderstanding, just let it go."
Yu Changle came to her senses. She was not worried about herself, but felt sorry for the little boy.
It’s easy to tell from the little boy’s clothes and behavior that he definitely didn’t live with his grandmother before. The woman in the photo looks gentle and intellectual. It’s really hard for Yu Changle to imagine that someone like his grandmother could raise a child. Such a daughter.
After his mother passes away, what will happen to the little boy who follows his grandma from now on?
Her rationality told her that this was not a problem she should worry about. She was neither qualified nor powerless to do anything about it.
Yu Changle withdrew his gaze, regained his composure, and thanked the middle-aged man who had just spoken out righteously:
"Thank you so much just now."
The middle-aged man smiled and nodded at her without saying anything more.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of exchanging pleasantries, Yu Changle did not want to be such an annoying person, so he followed Jiang Yu back to his cubicle to rest.
Soon, the lights on the train went out.
Yu Changle, who was lying on the lower bunk, couldn't sleep. She couldn't help but keep thinking of the little boy crying. He looked at her while crying. That heartbreaking look kept reappearing in her mind.
