Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

While washing her hair, the conductor kept paying attention to the expression on her face.

She squinted her eyes and enjoyed it, causing the conductor to smile and ask her, "How is the water temperature? Is it comfortable for you, Auntie?"

Cheng Cheng was slightly stunned, then replied with a look of satisfaction on her face: "Comfortable, thank you Auntie."

The conductor felt warmed in his heart, wondering how this little girl, who looked quite polite, could have such a mother.

I was afraid that when we got off the bus, the little girl would go back to her dirty and messy look. Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling gloomy in my heart.

Lying down, Chengcheng felt that the conductor's hair washing force became slower and slower. Curiously, he leaned back to see that she was in a daze, which made him feel strange.

"Auntie, what are you thinking about?"

"Good boy, it's Auntie's fault. I was distracted while washing your hair."

Chengcheng laughed, and her laugh was so beautiful that she looked like a little fairy.

"I won't blame you, Auntie."

The conductor also laughed and washed his hair more gently and carefully with his fingers.

She thought that no matter what kind of life the little girl would live after getting off the train, as long as she was on the train for one day she would take care of the little girl wholeheartedly.

It may be a good thing that the child has lost his memory. At least for the moment she can't remember her past life. So before she remembers everything, I will do my best to make the life of this ill-fated child better.

"I've washed my hair. Auntie will wrap it up for you first. Don't take it off or you'll get sick."

"Okay." Chengcheng sat down obediently.

The conductor bent down, held out his pinky finger and said, "I'm going to go out and get some water. You have to stay here and make a pinky promise with Auntie."

Cheng Cheng cooperated and stretched out his hand to agree, "Pink."

Seeing how well-behaved she was, the conductor smiled, pinched her cheek lightly, and walked out with the basin of water.

After watching her leave, Chengcheng jumped off the bed and looked around the small rest room.

The room is small and narrow but warmness can be seen everywhere. On the table near the door, besides luggage and work-related items, there is a family photo.

She picked up the photo and looked at it. The family's happiness was about to overflow the frame.

At this time, there was a squeak, and the conductor who had poured the water returned to the room.

Seeing her holding the photo frame, he did not blame her. After putting down the basin, he came over, carried her to sit on the bed, pointed at the photo frame and explained: "The ones above are my son and husband. Judging from their ages, my son should be a little younger than you. This is a little brother you haven't seen. His name is Yuan Chang."

[The male protagonist appears.] The system suddenly appeared and said this.

What! You said her son is the male lead?! Are you kidding me? How can it be such a coincidence?!

【The system will not make mistakes.】

"Good boy, what's wrong?"

So the person in front of you is the hero's mother? !

"I don't know why I envy him."

When the conductor heard this, he felt as if his heart was stung by a bee, both stinging and softening.

Holding the child tightly in her arms, she said softly, "I'll be your godmother during these few days in the car, okay?"

Cheng Cheng smiled and nodded in agreement, hugged her neck tightly and said, "Okay, godmother."

"Hey! Godmother, let me tell you a little story."

Considering that the two children were almost the same age, the conductor treated her as his own son.

It was not until a colleague knocked on the door and said that lunch was ready that he stopped and took her to the restaurant again.

The staff on the train have to eat a little earlier than the passengers, and they don’t have to pay for their meals, which is one of the best treatments in this era.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, the conductor took Chengcheng to select a few dishes, arranged her to eat at the table in front, and then began to help pack the lunch boxes.

When the food is ready, their task is to pack a few meals for the staff on duty in front and send them over, and then pack meals for other passengers.

Time is still quite tight. After speeding up the packing when there are enough people, the train attendants will place the meals in the dining car one by one before starting to eat their own meals.

The conductor who came back with the food chose to sit next to Chengcheng, looking at her meal as if it had never been touched.

Surprised, "You haven't eaten yet? Or are you not feeling well and don't want to eat?"

"Godmother, I want to wait for you to come back and eat together."

The conductor's heart softened, he raised his hand and touched her already dry soft hair and said, "What are you waiting for me to come back for? The food should be eaten hot, now hurry up and eat."

Chengcheng nodded obediently and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into the conductor's bowl.

"Godmother, you eat too."

The conductor smiled with relief.

Other staff members sitting at the same table noticed this scene. They had heard about this child's background a long time ago, but they didn't expect that she would become so familiar with the conductor in such a short time.

"Why does the conductor call you godmother?"

"Yeah, I thought it was strange too. Wasn't it just recently brought back?"

The conductor smiled and explained to them.

Everyone was even more surprised to learn that the child recognized the train conductor as his godmother.

"You just met this kid by chance. Aren't you being a little too impulsive?"

"Yes, the child has nothing to do with us after she gets off the bus. Is it necessary to be so intimate with her?"

"I heard from others that you were slapped by the child's biological mother. If I were her, I wouldn't be willing to be her godmother. Doesn't that mean I forgive her mother for what she did?"

"Speak softly, you can't say that in front of the child. Her mother is her mother, she is her, how can the two be compared? I have a connection with this child, and the child is close to me, so it's not excessive for me to recognize her as her godmother, but I still remember clearly that her mother beat me, and that has nothing to do with the child." He looked at the child who was eating with her head down, hugged her, turned to look at everyone and said, "She is my goddaughter, you all pay attention, don't let the kidnapper kidnap her again."

"Okay, we'll watch."

"Then I'll leave it to you guys first. I have to go to the front to work after I finish eating. I'll come and take the child away when I'm done. Remember to take good care of him."

"Okay, conductor."

After she left, the staff who were still eating in the restaurant began to care about her.

"How's your meal, little boy? Do you want your uncle to give you some more rice?"

"Want some water?"

"No need to add more water. Where can I get some water?"

"Wait a moment, uncle will help you."

"Thank you uncle."

"Oh! This child is so polite!"

"It's just that meeting a mother like that is really... um..."

"What are you talking about? If you have anything to say, don't say it in front of the children."

"understood."

Chengcheng lowered her head to eat with a smile in her eyes. It seemed that her original mother was no longer welcome in the car. Today's incident was her payback for her previous indifference to her grandparents who bullied her in the countryside.

Let her feel what it's like to be isolated and helpless, which is still a good thing for her.