My dad came back five days later. During this period, besides making four trips to Shandong, I also went to my third uncle's house. My third aunt invited me to dinner, but I was so kind.
When I went there, I bought a doll for Miao Miao. The doll is very large, about the same size as Miao Miao. Not only can her two dark eyes turn around, she also has a talking function. She will laugh when patted, and she will make a heavy pat. She can cry, and if she ignores her for a long time, she will snore in sleep, which is very cute.
Of course, the price is not cheap, it cost me hundreds. There is a reason why someone like me is willing to spend hundreds to buy gifts for Miao Miao, because it happened to be Miao Miao's birthday, and I gave it in the name of my brother.
My brother and my third uncle had a tense relationship, so I took this opportunity to ease the relationship.
My dad is quite happy for the third uncle to drive with me, after all, they are brothers. My dad said that they are all family members, and they don't help their relatives. They can take care of them naturally. He also said that I am more humane than my brother.
Actually, it’s right to think about it. For me, now we are the big sons, grandparents and mothers are gone. Except for my dad, there is only a third uncle who is related by blood.
He is my third uncle, although he loves a little bit of cheapness, but at least he won't hurt me.
But what I never expected was that my third uncle and I had a problem the first time we got out of the car, and we almost died.
We left the car at five in the morning that day. When I went there, I drove smoothly. When Baoding finished unloading the cargo and heading back, it started to rain heavily.
When the road is slippery on rainy days, I let Sanshu take the high-speed, but Sanshu said that he would charge tolls if he took the high-speed.
What Sanshu said was reasonable, but I didn't insist.
Because it is night and rainy, there are very few cars on the national highway, and occasionally I see a few trucks. Halfway through, a truck pulling sand and gravel appeared in front of us.
The truck is the same as ours, but also the first four and the eighth Shaanxi Delong, which is seriously overloaded when viewed from the back. The front four and rear eight-four-axle vehicles have a load limit of 40 tons, but at first glance, this gravel vehicle must be at least twice as overloaded, and the body is a bit slanted.
We were an empty car, and we ran a lot faster, because the third uncle overpassed the country on a narrow road several times without success, so we kept honking the horn.
"Uncle San, don't worry, let's drive slowly."
"I'm not in a hurry, but the car in front is annoying, and the car is in the middle of the road. Isn't this obviously blocking the road." Sanshu said angrily.
I explained: "The driver should feel that the body is leaning, so he drove the car to the middle of the road."
The third uncle slammed the horn again and said: "It's a bad day, it's better if the car has overturned."
In front is a square tunnel entrance, because the road conditions become clearer when entering the tunnel without rain. Uncle San wanted to overtake again. When it was only more than ten meters away from the truck in front, the truck seemed to have deliberately prevented us from overtaking, and drove to the middle of the road again.
The third uncle hurriedly wiped the brakes and yelled: "Damn it! Deliberately not let us pass!"
As soon as he finished scolding, the canvas covering the gravel seemed to have been raised by a gust of wind. When the wind was wondering where the wind came from in the tunnel, the gravel on the truck suddenly leaked out like sand in an hourglass, and it was scattered. Full
The road is all.
Sitting in the car, I can clearly feel the bumps of the tires on the gravel. Sanshu had to slow down for safety, and out of the tunnel, the truck in front had already dumped us a lot.
The truck that pulls the gravel scatters gravel all the way, and the owner has to pay at least a few hundred. The third uncle relieved his anger and said, "I'll pay him a deadly life. Call him..."
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a terrifying loud noise.
Immediately afterwards, the truck tilted and trembled as if it had been hit by a bomb. I was so scared that I was so scared that Sanshu also subconsciously braked on the steering wheel. Because the brakes were modified and not very effective, he rushed directly to the side of the road.
Fortunately, the truck slanted to a stop after hitting the guardrail on the side of the road.
My heart was beating, my hands and feet were trembling, and my body was in cold sweat. The third uncle is not much better than me, his face is green, and his lips are trembling.
"Ann, Anzi, it looks like a tire has exploded!"
I looked at the rearview mirror in shock, and through the torrential rain, I saw a tire lying in the middle of the road through the street lights of the passing cars. I slowed down for a while, then got out of the car in the rain. The tires on the outside of the right rear wheel of the truck were gone, and the road was blown up in the distance.
I secretly rejoiced in my fate. Fortunately, the tire at the back exploded. If it was the middle one, the truck would surely be overturned with the power just now.
The third uncle covered his head with clothes and said, "What should I do."
"Of course it's a tire change."
The third uncle wiped the rain off his face and said, "It's better to go ahead and change it. If you are seen by the patrol, you will definitely be fined."
If you blow up the road, you won’t lose money, but it’s illegal to modify the brakes. If you are caught, you will be fined at least 5,000, and the guardrail on the side of the road has been damaged. These are all things.
Uncle San ran to pick up the blown up tires, and I got into the truck first.
I will drive the next section of the road, because I don't dare to drive fast because of one less tire, and it has been maintained at about 50 miles. I don't know if it is due to my heart or a tire is indeed missing. I always feel that the truck is going off the track.
After walking for more than ten minutes, a gas station appeared in front of it. The gas station is not small in scale. In addition to parking lots, there are hotels.
I parked the car in the parking lot, and the rain was a lot lighter at this time.
I checked the car first, and there were only some scratches on the front of the car, which was not a major problem.
It took about half an hour before my third uncle and I changed the tires. I beat the tires vigorously with a gravity hammer to check whether they were firm.
Bang, bang, bang...
After knocking for seven or eight times, feeling no problem, he said, "Uncle San, pull the jack."
Seeing that no one responded, I looked up and found that San Shu was talking to a woman holding an umbrella in the front of the car.
The woman was wearing a red knee-length skirt, red high heels, and a lace umbrella with ethnic characteristics.
The umbrella covers her face, but from the figure and thin white arms of the other party, it can be seen that she should not be very old.
"Uncle San, what are you doing." I yelled at him a little dissatisfied.
The third uncle ran over and said, "Is it changed?"
I threw the gravity hammer into the carriage and said, "Okay, remove the jack, let's go home.
who are you talking to? "
The third uncle got under the car and removed the jack, and said: "I don't know, just chat casually."
The third uncle’s tone was a bit wrong. I looked at the woman holding the umbrella again. Her face was still blocked by the umbrella, and I looked at her clothes carefully. I seemed to understand the woman’s identity, and I felt contemptuous towards the third uncle. .
Wiping the rain off my face with my sleeve, I walked to the front of the car and was about to open the door and get on the car. The woman stretched out her hand and pressed it on the car door and said, "Brother, I'm still on the road at this late hour. Don't leave, let's enter the store and rest for a night."
Sure enough, I guessed it right, this woman is a young lady.
There is a kind of lady who specializes in serving truck drivers. They are like street girls in the city, standing on the roads where trucks often pass by to solicit customers.
It is no secret that truck drivers* prostitutes, especially those who run long distances, because long-distance drivers run on the road more than 20 days a month. Hard work is one aspect, and the most difficult thing is loneliness.
When there is demand, there will be supply. This kind of lady only needs to negotiate the price with the driver, and she can solve it directly in the car or go to the nearby small hotel.
Of course, this kind of thing is also a high risk. It may be the bait of the robbers. If you stop the car, before you touch the opponent's hand, a few sturdy men will pop up on the side of the road and ransack you.
I owed my body a little, and saw her face clearly, which looked very marked, and belonged to the kind of standing in a crowd that would make people's eyes bright at a glance.
The age is a bit old, but definitely not more than 30 years old.
"No. We have to hurry." I said.
I continued to open the door, but she didn't mean to give up. She put her hand on the door and said, "The hotel is very clean and not expensive. Your clothes are all wet. You can take a shower."
The whole body was really soaked, and it was especially uncomfortable for the clothes to stick to the skin.
Seeing I hesitate, she winked and said, "It's already past two o'clock in the morning, and it's raining again. It's not safe on the road. If you can't sleep, you can find someone to accompany you."
The third uncle suddenly emerged from behind me and asked with a smile, "How much does it cost to find someone to accompany you?"
"Not expensive, two hundred."
"It's not expensive, everyone else is fifty."
"That was one time, I spent the night." The woman said.
"It's almost two o'clock now, it's still overnight. Twenty."
I wanted to say a few words about the third uncle. He almost choked me when he said that. He really dared to bargain. Sure enough, the woman glared at the third uncle, twisted her waist and walked to the hotel.
The third uncle smiled at me and said: "I'm a serious person, how can I get ***, I say this to get her away. You can see it."
I smiled in a jealousy, opened the car door, and said, "What if she agrees?"
The third uncle said with certainty: “It’s impossible to agree. It’s not a hundred times like her level.” I looked back at the third uncle, and he immediately said: “San uncle is a serious person and has never eaten pork. Have seen a pig run."
I rolled into the car and said, "Knowing that you are a serious person, get in the car as soon as possible."
The third uncle scratched his head and said, "Anzi, let’s not go back tonight. It’s almost three o’clock when we go back home, and we have to come out at half past four. It’s better to rest in the hotel for two or three hours. Go to Shandong, what do you think?"
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