Going Home During the Spring Festival, Naughty Children Will Die If They Want to Die

Going home during the Chinese New Year, all air tickets and high-speed rail tickets were sold out, so I had no choice but to take the green train. Fortunately, I was lucky. I paid more and got a lower berth. I carried my big and small bags and got into the car. As soon as I put my luggage away, a whole family hurried over and squeezed in on the bed opposite me. Looking at this configuration, it should be parents and children, plus a child and grandma. I didn't take it seriously, but the child's grandmother suddenly turned to look at me: "Nier, you sleep on the upper bunk, and give us this seat."