Originally thought this woman would behave after taking it.
Unexpectedly, the elder took out a tea mug, preparing to get some water later, and seeing that the little grandson hadn’t finished eating, she placed the tea mug on the small table first.
Then the woman shrieked, "Who let you put such a disgusting tea mug here?"
This statement immediately angered the people nearby, and they began to cast condemning glances at her.
The woman realized she was in the wrong situation: "What are you looking at? Did I say anything wrong? You don’t even see what this tea mug looks like?"
Xinyan directly stuffed the food in her hand into He Jinxuan’s hand, turned around and asked the elder, "Aunt, where are you going?"
The elder was at a loss, but hearing Xinyan’s question, she felt a little relieved: "Going to the Capital."
Xinyan continued to ask, "Can you tell me what you’re going to do in the Capital?"
The elder’s nose tingled upon hearing the question: "Taking my grandson to honor his father."
This statement silenced the surrounding crowd.
Xinyan glanced at the small boy in the elder’s arms: "His father is a martyr, aren’t you the family of a martyr?"
The elder first looked at her grandson in her arms, then nodded: "Yes."
Xinyan stopped asking questions and directly turned to the woman opposite: "Apologize, for what you said just now."
The woman retorted, "Why should I apologize?"
Xinyan looked at her coldly: "You don’t apologize? Fine, I’ll call the train conductor over here. You’ve slandered and bullied the family of a martyr, everyone saw it."
This time, the woman panicked, and the man beside her looked very upset: "Apologize already, you keep causing trouble day after day."
The surrounding passengers also started to condemn the woman, and under the pressure, she lowered her head: "I’m sorry."
Xinyan spoke coldly: "Either apologize properly, or I’ll send you where you should go."
The man next to the woman realized that this young girl wasn’t easy to mess with, afraid of really getting into trouble, he whispered to the woman: "Hurry up and apologize sincerely."
The woman had no choice but to stand up, and properly said to the elder: "I’m sorry, I was wrong."
The elder then spoke: "If my son hadn’t sacrificed, my grandson and I wouldn’t be living so destitutely."
This statement left the woman and the man opposite with no face to remain here.
The two picked up their luggage and fled in a hurry.
Seeing them leave, the elder thanked Xinyan again.
Xinyan patted the little boy’s head, took an egg from He Jinxuan’s hand, and handed it to the boy: "Eat."
The elder intended to refuse, but at this moment, the surrounding passengers began to offer food, some gave milk candies, fruits, eggs, buns, and others brought sunflower seeds and peanuts.
The crowd’s actions directly moved the elder to tears: "Thank you, everyone."
Xinyan felt discomfort in her heart.
Then, an elderly woman nearby asked: "Old sister, why is your son buried here and not brought home?"
It was then that the elder explained she had agreed to bury her son here because her daughter-in-law also sacrificed, and her parents were in the Capital; moreover, the two elders weren’t in good health and had only this one daughter, for the sake of convenience in taking care of family graves during visits.
The elderly woman gave her a thumbs up: "Old sister, you are a good person."
Thinking of something, she continued, "Old sister, shouldn’t there be a pension for martyr families? Why is your life so difficult?"
The elder sighed: "I have two twin grandchildren, a grandson and a granddaughter; because they were premature, their health has always been poor, constantly needing medicine to sustain them."
The crowd held the elder in great respect, feeling her challenges truly weren’t easy.
At this time, Xinyan learned that the elder was actually less than fifty years old; due to the death of her son and daughter-in-law, coupled with the weariness of life, she appeared just like someone in her sixties or seventies.
What surprised her even more was that when they got off the train, Han Jingchen greeted his daughter, yet hadn’t said a word when Su Jingsong, beside him, recognized the elder: "Auntie, are you here to bring the kid to honor Victory?"