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- At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Kunlun drove the Wrangler from Xi'an to Nanjing alone.
At the same time, a downcast figure carrying a canvas bag got off the train alone at Nanjing Railway Station.
At about the same time as this time, a Gulfstream private business jet from Australia landed at Shenyang Taoxian Airport, and a slightly obese figure got off the plane and hurried out of the airport.
At the exit of Nanjing Railway Station, Xiang Que ordered a bowl of duck blood vermicelli in front of a small stall. There was a layer of red chili oil floating in the soup. After two bites, Tulu became a little impatient to eat it. The vermicelli soup was so spicy It's hot, just eat these two bites, it's like it's going to catch fire.
Wiping the saliva off his mouth, Xiang Que panted heavily and asked the old lady selling fans: "Ma'am, how do I get to Zijin Villa?"
For the sake of a bowl of duck blood fans, the Nanjing aunt pointed out the way to Xiang Que in her tongue-twisting Mandarin, and just said two words: "take a taxi"
Xiang Que lowered his head and looked through his pockets. There was still eight yuan left in the pocket of the fans after buying. He felt that if he took a taxi with this money, it might be easier to be cut off.
"Is there a more economical and environmentally friendly way to travel?" Xiang Que asked implicitly.
The old lady drooped her eyelids and looked at the decadent Xiang Que, and said, "Young man, just say you don't have money to take a taxi."
"A little bit tight" Xiang Que felt ashamed to be despised by an old lady.
"Did you see the platform in front? Take the subway to Changzhou Road and get off the No. 22 bus, then take the No. 6 bus to the end and turn left for two kilometers and you will be there."
Xiang Que blinked his sad little eyes and said, "Why is it such a toss?"
"Young man, if you had been to the capital, you wouldn't say that," the old lady pouted.
"Thank you, ma'am." After eating, the fan Xiang Que took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes, lit a cigarette, and entered the subway station. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people on the subway. After sitting for a few stops, I diverted to the No. 22 bus before arriving at the stop of the No. 6 bus.
At this time, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were relatively few people at the site. Except for Xiang Que, there was a young couple in ordinary clothes carrying big bags and small bags. They brought a one or two-year-old child with them. It seemed that they came from other places to work. .
The weather in Nanjing is as muggy as a stove. Even though it¡¯s already night, the temperature is still around 30 degrees. After standing outside for a while, I¡¯m already sweating profusely. There was a feeling of pancakes, and the ground was so hot that Xiang Que bounced up.
The little guy in the woman's arms giggled happily when he saw Xiang Que touching his butt, as if he had seen some fun.
Unexpectedly, the little daughter-in-law smiled kindly at Xiang Que, then took out two newspapers from her package and handed them to him, "I see that you have been on the train for a whole day, let's take a rest here."
After thanking Xiang Que, he took the newspaper and sat down again, feeling a little more reliable this time.
After passing two buses, it was already 10:30 in the evening. After waiting for about ten minutes, the No. 6 bus slowly drove over. Several people.
Xiang Que got up and patted his butt, rolled up the newspaper and threw it into the trash can to get on the car. At this time, the young couple next to him also walked to him with their children and luggage.
"Are you from Liulu too? Little brother" the man asked with a smile.
Xiang Que hummed and was about to speak when the child in the daughter-in-law's arms suddenly burst into tears, and the crying was quite hysterical and quite sad.
"I told you to breastfeed my child but you didn't. Look at my son who is hungry, he looks like a calf." The young man complained to his wife.
The little daughter-in-law gave him a very unhappy look, and said, "Don't you think it would be a disadvantage for others to see my own things while I was breastfeeding?"
"Oh, hurry up, get in the back of the car and feed some while there are few people and it's dark now," the boy said anxiously.
The "crunch" bus just stopped at the bus stop, and the young man walked to the bus with his arms saluted, but the bad boy in his wife's arms cried even more, tossing and rolling in her arms desperately.
Xiang Que glanced at the child, then squinted at the bus, the driver on the bus honked the horn and urged the three of them to get on the bus quickly, but the wife insisted on hugging the child to keep him from moving around, and then walked on to the bus .
"Hey, big sister." Xiang Que greeted her suddenly and said, "Your child may not look very comfortable, and the people in the car may be reluctant to make such a fuss after getting in the car. Why don't you wait until after feeding him?" class one?
The little daughter-in-law stopped suddenly when she stepped on the car, and was stunned.
The young man in the car urged: "Get in the car, get in the car, just feed it, and stop making trouble. It will take more than half an hour to wait for the next shift."
"Wow" The child seemed to be quite unhappy, struggling to die but not going.
The little daughter-in-law retracted her feet and said, "If you are in a hurry, go first. I will feed the baby before I talk about it. If you don't feel sorry for the meat that fell off my body, I will feel sorry for it. Let's talk about it when the child stops making trouble."
The guy had no choice but to come down again with his things when he saw that his daughter-in-law couldn't get up.
The bus closed the door with a "click" and drove away.
The child in the little wife's arms seemed to have been pressed, and he stopped crying as soon as the bus left.
The young man looked at Xiang Que suspiciously and asked, "Little brother, why didn't you get in the car? My wife will be breastfeeding later, do you have any plans?"
"Oh, I'm going" Xiang Que suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Brother, can I not go up because of cramp?" Xiang Que said in a broken voice.
"Don't talk to me. When you heard that my wife is going to breastfeed the child, your eyes seem to be straight. What's the matter, have you ever thought about eye addiction?" The young man gave him a sideways look with ill intentions.
"boom¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"
Suddenly there was a loud noise one kilometer ahead of the road.
The couple and Xiang Que turned their heads at the same time, and the bus that had just left from here was hit by a muck truck not far away.
"Gudu" the young couple swallowed their saliva while looking at the child in their arms, with lingering fears in their hearts.
The bus was deformed by the collision, and the people in the bus must have been either killed or injured.
In the past few days, Xiang Que was a little distracted and flustered. If the child wasn't crying so deeply, he wouldn't have noticed the No. 6 bus at all.
There was a dead air in the bus, especially under the dim streetlights, Xiang Que saw the driver's bad luck and blackened seal, which was a sign of trouble.
Some people said that Xiang Que could obviously save the lives of the people in the car, why didn't he open his mouth to stop him?
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