"Comrade, are there any sleeper berths left? One of my sisters-in-law is pregnant and another is with two children. We need to go to Capital City and it's going to be a several-day train ride. I'm worried my nephews won't be able to handle it?"
Zhao Tianhe had been selling goods in Capital City for half a year and had developed some eloquence.
The train attendant, seeing this man wanting sleeper tickets, not for himself, but for his two sisters-in-law—one pregnant and another with two children—had compassion.
"There are no sleeper tickets left at this platform; you're in that carriage. If any become available, I'll let you know immediately," the attendant said.
The conductor was also worried that some passengers might refuse to sit in regular seats and might feign weakness to secure sleeper berths instead.
"Thank you, comrade, that would be helpful. We are in XX carriage."
