Chapter 111: The thief cries 'thief!

The little girl, seeing her mother.

Let's produce.

【1】 The little girl, seeing her mother protecting her, instantly became even more arrogant, she laughed triumphantly while making faces at An'an.

Facing the little girl's provocation, An'an walked over and snatched the doll she was holding in her arms.

Seeing her toy snatched, the little girl immediately burst into tears; she tried to grab it back, but An'an gave her a look, after which she dared not move, only able to cry and call for her mother.

"What are you doing? Are you bandits? How can you just snatch people's things—do you have any manners at all!"

The woman shouted, wanting to rush forward to grab it back, but Su Ruo and Li Zhaodi blocked her.

Su Ruo's eyes were cold: "Who are you calling ill-mannered?"

The woman stepped forward immediately, head held high, and said: "I'm calling you ill-mannered—what, you still want to hit me?"

Li Zhaodi snorted with laughter.

Su Ruo withdrew her gaze coldly: "Since you admit you're ill-mannered, I naturally wouldn't stoop to your level, but your daughter ruined my daughter's book—this matter can't just be let go."

Only then did the woman realize she'd been tricked, and she immediately shouted angrily: "You little slut, you dare to play me!"

She raised her hand to strike Su Ruo, but as soon as she lifted it, Su Ruo seized her wrist, and as Su Ruo's grip tightened, the woman cried out in pain.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" the woman struggled hard, trying to break free from Su Ruo's hold, but to no avail.

"We country folk have bad tempers and great strength, folk have bad tempers and great strength, so I advise you not to provoke me—if we really come to blows, it won't do you any good."

After saying that, Su Ruo jerked her hand away; a red ring had already appeared on the woman's wrist, and she rubbed it hard, trying to ease the pain.

The woman was nearly furious to death; she wanted to unleash a torrent of curses, but after touching her injured wrist, she finally held back.

The woman felt a twinge of regret, thinking she shouldn't have provoked Su Ruo and her companions—these country folk were too savage, daring to lay hands on her!

While the woman was stunned, An'an had already taken the doll, walked to the table, opened the appetizing sauce that Li Zhaodi had brought, and, under everyone's gaze, overturned the whole bottle onto the doll.

They wet her book; she dirtied their doll—quite fair.

The change came so suddenly that the mother and daughter were dazed for a long while, staring in shock at An'an, never expecting her to do such a thing.

Until An'an took the doll, now smeared with sauce, and stuffed it back into the little girl's arms: "Here you go—we're even!"

The little girl looked at the doll, covered in yellow sauce, and her own white dress stained with sauce, and immediately frightened, she threw the doll to the ground and burst into wailing sobs.

The woman's eyes reddened with anger: "How can you do this? You have no manners at all."

Su Ruo gave her a cold look: "Our manners extend only to those who are likewise mannerly; as for you, we follow the principle of 'treat others as they treat you.'"

The woman was nearly furious to death, but facing Su Ruo, she couldn't beat her in a fight nor win an argument; in a rage, she clutched her wailing daughter and went to find the train attendant to lodge a complaint.

Li Zhaodi looked at the empty sauce bottle, feeling a bit sorry, yet also immensely satisfied: "An'an did the right thing—from now on, if anyone bullies you, strike back; we absolutely cannot suffer injustice."

An'an nodded solemnly: "Zhaodi sister, rest assured, I will definitely buy many, many bottles of sauce for you."

"Mm, I knew our An'an was the most obedient and sensible."

Li Zhaodi stroked An'an's head, thinking back to when this little girl first arrived, she was as prickly as a little hedgehog, letting no one but the master touch her; now she has grown into a sweet little darling.

While Su Ruo and her companions were enjoying themselves harmoniously, the woman was tearfully lodging a complaint with the train attendant.

But faced with the woman's tearful, snotty lament, the train attendant only felt a headache—on every trip they encounter a few especially difficult customers, and the woman was clearly one of them.

The train had just departed, and she had already come twice; the attendant still had a pile of things undone—where would she find time to attend specially to her?

The attendant thought of the next two days, not knowing what trouble this person might stir up, and felt a headache; yet seeing the mother and daughter in their miserable state, she couldn't ignore them, after all, it was her duty.

The attendant reluctantly followed the woman back to the carriage; seeing someone backing her up, the woman walked with renewed vigor, not believing that with an attendant present, Su Ruo and her companions would still dare to act.

But things did not develop as the woman expected; after the attendant clarified the situation, she instantly felt speechless—clearly it was the mother and daughter who started the trouble, got disciplined, yet still had the nerve to complain; really, did she think the attendant was blind? In this world, it's not that the weak are always right.

When the woman couldn't see, the attendant rolled her eyes, cleared her throat, and said: "Alright, let's drop this; nobody should cause trouble anymore—going out is hard for everyone, we should help each other; what's there to quarrel over a trifle?"

But the woman was clearly dissatisfied with the attendant's wishy-washy attitude.

She angrily demanded: "Is that it? My daughter's doll has been ruined like this, and you just brush it off with a couple of light words and call it done?"

The attendant, now also losing patience, retorted: "What else do you want? If it weren't for your daughter first damaging someone else's book, none of this would have happened—it's clearly your fault to begin with; now they're not pursuing it, why are you still making a fuss?"

The woman had sought the attendant to vent her anger, never expecting this older sister not only to fail to protect her but to scold her instead, leaving her both angry and anxious.

She immediately pointed at the attendant, fuming: "What kind of attitude is this? I want to complain about you! Are you favoring them because you're connected? You've actually teamed up to bully me—I don't want to stay here; I want to change carriages."

Nowadays it's not like later times with a well-developed complaint system; on the train, the attendant and conductor are the authorities, so the attendant really isn't afraid of the woman filing a complaint.

She also didn't indulge the woman, saying directly: "After you get off the train, you can complain wherever you like, but as long as you're still on this train, you have to obey me—now the sleeper tickets are gone, if you want to change, you only have hard seats; will you or won't you?"

The woman glanced at Su Ruo; she really wanted to say firmly that she'd change, but thinking she'd have to sit for two days and two nights, she shrank back—and even if she could endure it, her daughter couldn't.

Seeing the woman finally behave, the attendant said: "If you want to keep riding, just behave yourself—don't stir up trouble; if you dare cause trouble again, I'll have the railway police come and ask you to get off."