In the early morning of the next day, Shao Zifeng was busy in the room early.
He dug out the travel bag that accompanied him through life and death, and stuffed all kinds of daily necessities into it.
Wooden energy potion packs, unfinished Muzhiyuan milk powder packs, Lingling's small purse packs, and Zangfeng also packs...
All kinds of items were packed in, and the travel package was filled up in a short while.
After getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up, Shao Zifeng woke Xiaolu and Lingling and told them to return to the pet animal space first.
Then he walked to the living room with the dirty ring and put the tearful lynx in.
The reason why I brought it is because I can't rest assured. There are so many old men and old ladies living here. In case the lynx is too hungry to go out to suck someone...
You can imagine that your future life will be very exciting.
Looking at the time, he closed the courtyard door and left at 4:30 in the morning, half an hour before the appointed time.
Carrying a heavy travel bag, Shao Zifeng ran to the gate of the community out of breath. This was the first time he felt that it was not a good thing for the community to cover such a large area.
The street lights outside the community were dim, the night wind was blowing, and there were plastic bags floating on the road making a rustling sound, which seemed unusually deserted.
Shao Zifeng, who was standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus, kept stomping his feet on the spot. The low temperature at night and the howling cold wind made him feel particularly sour after running out of sweat.
At this moment, the roar of the engine was faintly heard in the distance.
Shao Zifeng turned his head to look in that direction, two bright lights pierced the dark night sky, and the huge roar became clearer and clearer.
As soon as Shao Zifeng raised his hand, the car galloped past him in a strong wind, and the warning light at the rear of the car drew a straight red line in the night.
Now in the gust of wind, Shao Zifeng, with messy hair, vaguely saw an LED light plate on the roof of the car, and the words that kept rolling on it were impressive.
Welcome to Suzhou City.
Shao Zifeng straightened his hair with his hands, and his mouth was amazed.
He seemed to remember the familiar melody in his ears...
Catch the shrimp.
Atong died of illness and talked about Bever...
Come on, do taxis drive like F1 cars now
Squeak~! ! !
The taxi that was leaving suddenly turned back with a beautiful tail flick, and stopped in front of Shao Zifeng after a while, with hot white smoke rising from the wheels, and the smell of burnt leather permeating the air.
The car window was lowered, revealing the face of a decadent uncle, with a shaggy beard and slightly curly long hair casually scattered.
With a cigarette in his mouth, a metal lighter flipped and shuttled between his thick fingers.
pat.
The crisp sound of impact sounded, and the uncle Huo Guangming spit out a smoke ring and put out the fire with a wave of his hand.
Under the street lamp, the middle-aged man looked at Shao Zifeng sharply with a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "Beautiful boy, where are you going?"
Shao Zifeng was a little hesitant in his heart, driving so wildly and dressing up very casually, and this temperament is the young and dangerous boy who was popular in the last century.
It seems that the visitor is not good.
Shao Zifeng took two steps back and looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly. His palms stretched out behind him to hold the bottom of the travel bag. There was a phantom of flames dancing in the depths of his pupils. He was ready to burn through the backpack and pull out the hidden front.
The situation in front of him made the persecution paranoia, which had been silent for a long time in his heart, faintly show signs of a flare-up.
The taxi driver looked at Shao Zifeng's eyes for a moment, and a playful expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Yuck~"
At this moment, there was a sudden retching sound in the car.
Shao Zifeng turned his head slightly, and saw a slender trembling hand stretched out from the back seat and patted the middle-aged uncle on the shoulder: "Uncle, don't make trouble, let Shao vomit~"
The rear window quickly lowered, Li Yiming covered his mouth and lay on the window, making a violent retching sound.
Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Shao Zifeng slowly relaxed. The flames in the depths of his pupils disappeared, but his right hand was still held at the bottom of his backpack.
Seeing Li Yiming's retching, the middle-aged uncle hurriedly turned around and gently patted his back, mumbling, "It's all the uncle's fault, I forgot that you had a problem with motion sickness since you were a child."
Shao Zifeng rolled his eyes when he heard the words, as far as your practice is concerned, those who have no problems will be treated with problems.
Li Yiming, who was leaning out of the car window, waved his hand and slowly raised his head to reveal his pale cheeks. He smiled at Shao Zifeng: "Brother Shao, get in the car quickly."
The middle-aged uncle also turned his head and said an authentic dialect to Shao Zifeng enthusiastically: "Yes, yes, bro Suai, hurry up and get in the car, Xiao Mingta let me pick you up."
Shao Zifeng looked at the smiling middle-aged uncle and pursed his lips.
At this time, he still had the bohemian ruffian he had before, with a simple and honest smile on his face, and the whole person's temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes. Compared with before, it was like a different person.
What a superb acting!
Unfortunately, so will I.
Shao Zifeng took his hand out from under the backpack, holding the rough big hand of the middle-aged uncle, with a clear and gentle smile on his face like the big boy next door: "Then it's hard work, uncle."
The two looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces were even greater.
"Oh, little fox."
"Oh, old fox."
A slight sense of weightlessness came, and the taxi stopped steadily at the gate of the hotel. Through the car window, you could see two figures squatting under the street lights in the distance.
"Uncle, thank you today and wish you a prosperous business."
Shao Zifeng helped the pale-faced Li Yiming to get out of the car, and nodded his thanks to the honest-faced middle-aged uncle.
"Okay, then uncle, I wish you victory!"
Looking at the distant taillights, Shao Zifeng chewed on the middle-aged uncle's words just now, not sure if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the uncle's last sentence was a bit gnashing of teeth.
You didn't offend him, did you
"The team is dirty."
Kesar greeted him with a strange accent, and when he saw Shao Zifeng supporting Li Yiming, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, just took the travel bag on his own initiative.
Then…
Skillfully hung on the Snow Feather Owl, the cool Snow Feather Owl rolled his eyes in a humane manner.
Shao Zifeng knew what Kesar wanted to ask: "Yiming is a little bit motion sick."
Kaiser nodded and said nothing.
Shao Zifeng glanced at the two of them, thinking of the bald-headed Qiang's arrangement yesterday, he counted the number of people perfunctorily: "1, 2, 3, everyone is here, by the way, Kesar, the car called by brother Qiang"
Before he finished speaking, a resentful voice sounded behind Shao Zifeng, and his hair stood up in shock.
"Captain, you really forgot me again."
Shao Zifeng turned his head stiffly, and laughed dryly with an embarrassed face: "Haha... how come I'm just joking, I remember your name, ¥%@ classmate, right?"
Standing behind him was a thin young man with an ordinary face, so ordinary that he would forget what he looked like when he turned his head.
The teenager raised his eyebrows slightly: "You just said ¥%@ classmate, right, so you don't remember my name at all, so you're trying to use this method to get through the level, right?"
Shao Zifeng's mouth twitched: . .
Young man, it's easy for you to have no friends like this. Why should you say things that are clear in your heart to embarrass everyone.
Thanks for the reward of "..."
(End of this chapter)