Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

Chapter 10

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Thinking of going out on the weekend, Jiang Wang still went to buy some decent clothes.

He intentionally made himself look clean and tidy, but sand and dust flew around in the express delivery point, and he had to wash for a long time every day just because of the dusty smell on his body.

After Peng Xingwang received the lamb, his appetite decreased for two days, and then he was taken to eat a meal of thirteen-flavored crayfish and he became lively again.

He put the dirty old lamb next to the pillow. Jiang Wang said he would not rub it with soap, but he hid the little book that was crookedly glued together.

Jiang Wang observed for a few days and felt that he accepted the fact that he might have a new mother well, and he was relieved.

In Jiang Wang's old memory, Peng Jiahui had brought women home frequently since he was in elementary school.

At the beginning, it still looks annoying, and people will gradually become numb when they are annoying.

Whatever, it's different now.

— In two years, after buying a house in Beijing, you can take your children to study in the UK, and you still have a headache

In the semi-finals of the World Cup, no one expected Germany to play against Argentina 5-3. Just such a high number of goals is like an astronomical figure.

Jiang Wang bet 200,000 at the time, and many people were too scared to follow suit, while a small number of people gritted their teeth and followed suit.

Half of City A was awake when the kick was kicked at four o'clock in the morning, and then roared and cheered, scaring many women and children from knowing what happened.

"The surname Jiang is so awesome?! Can the fucking figure it out??"

"I messed up with him. To tell you the truth, I am the neighbor of his distant cousin. Hey, this man has really studied the Book of Changes. Does the Book of Changes know?"

"Could it be that you are waiting for the game to cheat our money? Xie Laosan, I warned you that you are not allowed to gamble, do you know?"

A few gangsters really watched him.

I also opened the only express delivery station in the whole city, and returned to the sports lottery to guess a lot of money, but I could spend several months happily if I grabbed some money.

However, when they were thinking about what to do with butterfly knives, Mr. Jiang assigned a chainsaw to each of the security guards.

I still bought it online with Sufeng Kuaiyun.

The chainsaw, the only legal and highly lethal weapon in China, has its own horror bonus and a full score of deterrence.

Immediately afterwards, Sufeng sponsored two patrol vans to the police station, and the law and order in Hongshan Elementary School and nearby neighborhoods improved rapidly. I heard that the ghost market is now closed half an hour earlier than usual.

Jiang Wang laughed twice when he saw everyone, but after a long time, he was recognized as a stubborn stubble by the people around him, and no one with a brain dared to provoke him easily.

robbery? Is the chainsaw not exciting enough or is it because the police car can't pull a car full of bread people? !

The next day is the day to go out for the weekend.

Peng Xingwang originally wanted to stay at home and watch the Little Dragon Club, but couldn't bear the temptation of someone's true feelings.

"You can take a steamer in the provincial capital."

The child stuffed a backpack as carefully as a spring outing, and brought him and Teacher Ji two bottles of orange juice under Jiang Wang's refusal.

Then as soon as I got in the car, I fell asleep in the back row, snoring like a pig.

Jiang Wang put his hand on his forehead.

Ji Linqiu sat in the co-pilot and put on his seat belt. He was polite and polite: "Brother Jiang, it seems to be driving for two and a half hours?"

"Well, the car is broken. If you get dizzy, I have prepared a medical patch here."

The third-handed Xiali runs like a tin can. Fortunately, the previous two owners did not destroy it much, and it was still 70% new when it was obtained.

Most of the domestic highways were fully repaired between 2008 and 2012. Before going out, Jiang Wang had to circle the national highway route twice with a red pen on the highway map.

Twenty years ago, the world was barren and primitive, and there were large rapeseed fields outside the car window, and occasionally a few cattle walking along the roadside.

Ji Linqiu doesn't talk much, and Jiang Wang will smile and go along with him when he talks about something, and won't ask more questions when he encounters curious things.

Peng Xingwang fell asleep and woke up, sometimes lying on the window and pointing into the distance.

"Brother! Look, there are a lot of wheat!"

"...that's the rice fields."

The road conditions were mediocre, and my neck was slightly sore after running less than halfway.

Jiang Wang parked the car aside, leaned against the window and smoked a cigarette, and let Peng Xingwang pee on the dogtail grass.

He was busy with business too late yesterday, and at the moment he actually still feels sleepy like a lingering hangover.

Ji Linqiu slowly stretched his waist, took a few breaths of fresh air, and then turned to look at him: "Brother Jiang, let me drive."

Jiang Wang thought he had heard wrong.

"Ms. Ji can drive?"

Ji Linqiu took out his driver's license from his pocket, and it turned out that he had taken the test for four years.

Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows and gave up his seat.

"You come."

The three of them returned to the car, Ji Linqiu put on his seat belt, put the car into gear and started smoothly, started steadily and overtook the car, leveled and changed speed smoothly, he was a complete veteran.

Jiang Wang was ready to drive alone for three hours, but sitting in the co-pilot was not very comfortable.

Ji Linqiu didn't even ask him which national road he should change to, and just glanced at him to change lanes to speed up, but there was something indescribably wild about doing things in an orderly manner.

The man looked at it for a long time, and said for a while, "Mr. Ji is easy to understand."

Ji Linqiu looked ahead and turned the steering wheel with one hand: "It's you and Teacher Ji again, Mr. Jiang is so polite."

Jiang Wangshi smiled and said, "I respect you very much, there is no way."

Peng Xingwang continued sleepily: "Teacher, I praise you with my elder brother every day!"

"Hey, go back to sleep."

The kid gave a loud cry, and fell back into the pile of unopened snacks.

The two chatted for a while, and Ji Linqiu handed him a bottle of mineral water.

"Go to sleep, there are still fifty minutes."

Jiang Wang took two sips, not used to being taken care of like this.

"Really asleep?"

Ji Linqiu glanced at him, turned down the sound of the radio and turned up the cold wind with his free right hand.

Jiang Wang's eyes fell on the other's slender and cold wrist for a moment, and he lost consciousness as soon as he closed his eyes.

He sleeps very lightly.

A little less of the relaxation of childhood, and a lot of vigilance of being a soldier.

The jeep next door ran over an empty soda can, Jiang Wang was still dreaming and woke up immediately, but closed his eyes and squinted for a few minutes.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Wang silently looked at Ji Linqiu, his breathing was still long and steady.

Ji Linqiu didn't realize that he was awake, and was still concentrating on driving, staring straight ahead.

It's just that there is a slight indifference in his expression.

That doesn't target anyone, but keeps a bit of indifference to the world.

He turned and diverted carelessly, his movements were very light, and he would deliberately avoid small pits of sand and gravel, so that the sleeping two could be more comfortable.

Jiang Wang has never seen such a teacher Ji.

He begins to doubt his old memories.

Once the label 'teacher' is put on, both male and female uncles and aunts will be covered with a silhouette, and they must be tall and rigorous.

Ji Linqiu is gentle and patient with children from the bottom of his heart, but when he turns around to face the world again, he keeps the exact same distance from Jiang Wang.

It will neither be so indifferent that the noisy crowd can distinguish it at a glance, nor will it choose to blend in more.

When Jiang Wang realized this, he smiled inexplicably.

He deliberately sat upright as if he had just woken up, rubbed his eyes and said, "Already entered the city?"

Ji Linqiu was a little distracted, and it took a few seconds before he hummed.

"I'll get off at Bichuan Road later, see you at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"

"Well, I will pick you up at the gate of Normal University then."

Jiang Wang thought of something, and said again: "How about earlier?"

"I plan to open another bookstore, one offline and one online," Jiang Wang looked at him: "If Teacher Ji is familiar with this area, you can also recommend some booksellers for me."

"Okay, see you at ten o'clock in the morning."

When Ji Linqiu got out of the car to say goodbye, all the adults and children stuck their heads out of the car window and waved.

"See you tomorrow—" the child said loudly, "I will miss you!"

Jiang Wang cut off his head.

Peng Xingwang felt a little wronged: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it feels good."

"?"

Xiali drove to the company of the Sufeng branch, and the child sat in the back seat and ate Wangwang ice cream.

After eating one, remember to stuff one for the big brother in the front row.

"I will not eat."

Instead, the child moved forward and handed over again.

Jiang Wang frowned, grabbed the sweet biscuit that he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, and said vaguely: "Do you have many friends at school now?"

"It's much better than when I first started school. They found out that I'm shining." The child was full of confidence: "My deskmate wanted to recognize you as a big brother, but I didn't agree."

Jiang Wang took two bites of snow cakes, and glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "It's better to keep a low profile at school, don't show off everywhere."

"Yeah," the child blurted out, "Those beating fat guys didn't even recognize me. I've managed to slip away many times."

The car came to an emergency stop on the yellow line.

"Beat, fat." The man repeated slowly.

In the provincial H dialect and plastic mandarin, the word leifei is roughly equivalent to blackmail.

Delinquent juvenile delinquency activities commonly seen in middle and elementary schools.

The eldest brother Jiang, in the past month, has devoted himself to improving the atmosphere of the community and maintaining world peace, but some places have been directly ignored due to the perspective of age.

Peng Xingwang knew he had slipped his mouth, covered his mouth and said, "I didn't say anything!"

"You said it." Jiang Wang repeated it calmly: "Tell me, who is fattening, and what they told you."

The child shook his head violently: "No, not a single one."

The red light turned green, the car started slowly, and just arrived at Yanjiang Avenue.

"Be honest and be lenient," Jiang Wang pointed back at the raging river outside the window: "Or I'll throw you off the ship later."

Peng Xing faltered after looking at it for a second, faltering and saying: "Only, only four or five people."

The lowest age is the fourth grade, the highest is the second grade. He has been wandering around Hongshan for a long time during the commute to and from school. He will consciously bypass his parents and ask elementary school students for money with a playful smile.

Because this group of little triads are so young, most of the parents didn't take it seriously, thinking it was a joke among children.

However, in the eyes of the third-grade children, the big brother in the second year of junior high school is not much different from the Russian black bear.

After Peng Xingwang finished speaking, he covered his mouth with both hands very consciously, with a worried face.

Jiang Wang drove the car into the parking lot, pulled out the key, and asked a casual question.

"I'll clean them up, what are you afraid of?"

Peng Xingwang stretched his legs to reach the ground, and followed behind with a small schoolbag on his back.

Although he didn't say anything, the terrifying picture of the big brother in Hong Kong chopping off someone's fingers already appeared in his mind.

"Relax." The man patted his head, shook the car keys and walked forward.

"Brother, this is not called bullying the weak, but justice from heaven."