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Chapter 232 Traffic Accidents

weekend.

In front of the Wangfu Department Store, there was a bustling crowd.

The children wore knitted halterneck gloves, tiger skin hats on their heads, and long strings of snot on their noses. They followed their parents in confusion and looked at the bus stop signs erected on the side.

"Xiao Feng, it's too crowded to take the bus. If you can't, I'll take you there. It's not far!"

Uncle Liu Qiang patted the mule's back, smiled and said to Li Feng who was squatting aside.

"Forget it, let's wait for the bus. It only costs a few cents for a ride. It's only a few dollars for more than 20 kilometers and it takes up a day for you!"

Li Feng waved his hand and scratched his hair. He didn't want his uncle to waste a day hauling goods. Weekends were the time to make money.

"Hey, I actually ran there before. The road is good. It will take half a day at most, so there won't be any delay."

"That won't work. Just keep an eye on the department store. If work comes, hurry up. I'll take the bus here, so you don't have to worry."

Li Feng stood up, patted his butt, stood up on his toes, and looked around. This little Huang was so unreliable. He had made an appointment, but it hadn't arrived yet.

"Get in the car, get in the car, where are you going!"

"Haizi, Haizi Yi Mao!"

"This way, Daxing, eight points!"

At this time, a minibus with red and yellow colors entered the station slowly. The conductor holding a wooden box in his hand grabbed the window frame with one hand and one foot in the air. Before the vehicle was fully recovered, he opened the door and jumped out. The car invites the passengers waiting at the station to get on the car.

Seeing how neatly she did things, Li Feng, who was watching from a distance, nodded involuntarily.

"Don't be afraid of falling. If Xiao Huang really wants to be a conductor, he will fall flat if he jumps!"

As if thinking of the scene where Huang Yaqin really went to a transportation company and worked as a conductor, the corners of Li Feng's mouth split involuntarily to the base of his ears.

"I'm used to seeing people dancing like this every day. At first, I was worried!"

The old uncle put it aside and handed Li Feng a big rooster. He struck the match and said with a smile.

Although he didn't know who Li Feng was referring to as Xiao Huang, he guessed from the happy look on his eldest nephew's face that he must also be a girl.

"What are you saying behind my back?"

At this time, there was suddenly a burst of angry questioning from behind, and the person behind him slapped Li Feng on the shoulder, startling him so much that the unlit cigarette in his mouth almost fell to the ground.

"It scares people to death, don't you know?"

Li Feng frowned and turned back, knowing without guessing that the little girl had arrived.

Looking behind Huang Yaqin, who had bright eyes and white teeth and was wearing an off-white flowered jacket, Li Feng poked her in the head in an accusatory tone.

"Bah, who asked you to speak ill of me behind my back? If I jump, I will fall flat on my face!"

Huang Yaqin grinded his teeth and kicked Li Feng, and then he saw a pair of small leather shoes he was wearing.

Liu Qiang watched the two young people laughing and playing, standing aside and watching happily. Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and quickly interrupted the two of them anxiously.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, that bus is going to the Red Star Commune. Now it's gone. You still have to wait for more than an hour!"

Listening to his old uncle's reminder, Li Feng didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Huang Yaqin by the back collar and ran towards the bus stop like a kitten.

"Let go and let me down!"

"Hey, little aunt, the car is about to leave. Can you run with those legs of yours?"

Looking at Huang Yaqin who was still struggling in his hands, Li Feng kindly advised him. However, after hearing Li Feng's kind words, Huang Yaqin struggled even more.

He wanted to scratch Li Feng. What's wrong with his legs? Can't he run fast because his legs are short? As long as the frequency is fast, he won't run slower than him.

Watching the two people walking away, Liu Qiang shook his head with a smile. The little guy with feelings is Xiao Huang in Xiao Feng's mouth. They are a boy and a girl. It's really hard to ride in his own mule cart. No wonder his eldest nephew strongly insists on taking the bus. .

"You two, where are you going?"

"Red Star Commune!"

I pushed Xiao Huang into the car, and when I got up, I saw there were no seats left.

Li Feng looked at Xiao Huang and rolled his eyes. If you hadn't been so dilly-dallying, you wouldn't have had a seat.

"Red Star Commune, [-] cents, if the two of them are together, it's only [-] cents!"

"Sure, I'll do it!"

Pushing Xiao Huang to the back of the chair and asking her to hold the back of the chair, Li Feng grabbed the upper armrest with one hand and took money out of his pocket.

"Who asked you to pay? I'll pay for myself. I don't know him!"

Huang Yaqin was so angry that she blamed Li Feng for not riding a bicycle, and was angry that there was no seat in the car. The key was that she couldn't reach the upper armrest. She pushed Li Feng aside with her elbow and took out money from her pocket with her lips curled up.

"Bah, you're still angry. You said to yourself that if you go that far, your butt will fall into pieces. I said to take the bus, so you just have to wait and see!"

Li Feng, who was attacked by Xiao Huang's elbow, pushed aside helplessly, muttering in his mouth, obviously dissatisfied, he took out a quarter and handed it to the conductor, but he didn't like Xiao Huang. If you said you would pay by yourself, then you Just pay it yourself.

"Here, your tickets!"

The little conductor girl covered her mouth and watched the two of them bickering. She took the money, tore off the thumb-sized ticket and handed it to Li Feng.

"This is mine, I paid for it, why should I give it to him!"

Xiao Huang grabbed Li Feng's hand, opened his palm, and proudly took away his ticket.

The passengers in the car noticed that the relationship between the two was unusual, and with a kind smile on their faces, looking at the two of them seemed to remind them of their former selves.

"You, you guys, go to Red Star Commune. It's quite far away. No, you can't. Sit on the engine hatch in front. Sit!"

The driver in front, who was stumbling when speaking, was lying on the wide steering wheel with a relatively sturdy back. He turned his head half-way, and with his fingers holding a cigarette, he touched the engine cover on the right rear, indicating that Li Feng and Huang Yaqin should sit on it.

Li Feng grabbed the upper armrest with both hands, poked his head down, looked at the engine cover, and then glanced at the driver.

"It's okay, young man. It won't be a problem if you stand for a while. Here, let the older one sit down!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Feng looked at the fat driver in front and started to stutter.

"Yes, we, the men of Forty-Nine City, must have a high level of consciousness, respect the old and love the young!"

The driver in front listened to Li Feng's words, measured his body, and gave a thumbs up. Now Li Feng could see more clearly.

It's absolutely true. Isn't this guy Fan Wei? Why did he become a bus driver? Looking at his kind smiling face now, following the train in A World Without Thieves, carrying an ax and his eyes flashing~ When he robbed, he was completely like Two people. "Master Cui, it's almost done. There are still a few more stops ahead. If it doesn't work, let's go first!"

The conductor saw that no one else was getting on the bus behind Li Feng and Xiao Huang, so he waved his hand to the front, urging Master Cui (Fan Wei) to drive.

"Okay, then, let's go!"

Master Cui puffed up his cheeks, quickly smoked the remaining cigarette, and then popped it out of the window.

"No one else is getting on the bus, so you can sit there for a while!"

Watching Master Cui skillfully shift into gear and step on the accelerator, the folding door of the bus closed with a clang. Li Feng whispered to Xiao Huang beside him.

Maybe it was because Li Feng leaned close to her ear and the hot breath he exhaled made Xiao Huang's ears itch. She scratched her ears and nodded with a blushing face.

Finally, he obeyed me and stopped being petty. He sat sideways on the hood and turned his head to the front windshield, not daring to look at Li Feng.

"Hey~!"

Not long after, Xiao Huang gently tugged on Li Feng's trouser legs, raised his chin towards the driver's seat, and motioned for Li Feng to look over.

Li Feng looked at her reminder, then bent down and looked forward.

In the driver's seat, Master Cui was holding the steering wheel, looking at the six roads, changing gears and accelerating the gas from time to time. Everything was normal. It wasn't until Li Feng almost squatted down that he saw a handshake photo hanging on the driver's forehead.

"Hey, Master Cui, this is a photo of you and MZX!"

After spotting the two people in the photo, Li Feng's eyes widened, he pointed forward with one hand and said in stunned silence.

Huang Yaqin bit her lip and looked at the honest figure in front of her with a surprised look on her face.

"No, our Master Cui is a national model worker, and MZX has personally received him!"

The conductor in blue overalls seemed not to be surprised, and looked calm and relaxed. It was estimated that many passengers had asked the same question.

"That's not the one who robbed, the national model worker, Lao Cui. Which TV series or movie is that from?" Li Feng muttered in his heart, frowning, and looked at Lao Cui in the cab.

In this day and age, it is really rare to be able to shake hands with MZX and take a photo. As soon as the conductor said this, many passengers stood up from their seats, walked to the front, and followed Li Feng's example and looked towards the driver's seat.

"Hey, Du, it's all about serving the people and saving fuel for the country. This is what I should do!"

Lao Cui stammered as he explained, a little nervous and hesitant, but the ordinary tone in his tone was more like the simple life of an honest man.

"Then you are so awesome and a national model worker. I didn't expect that we would meet you today!"

"That's right, if I shook hands with MZX, I would never wash it again for the rest of my life!"

Passengers commented on Master Cui in twos and threes, looking ahead with envious eyes and getting excited.

"No, it's nothing. I was so excited when I shook hands that I couldn't say a word. After taking the photo, I felt that driving a car for a lifetime was worth it!"

Perhaps because he remembered the scene when he first met him, Lao Cui no longer stuttered, and his tone still contained nostalgia for that time and pride as a driver.

Li Feng, who was standing straight to the side, was immersed in his own thoughts. He didn't even notice that Xiao Huang was patting his trouser legs and that she had made footprints just now.

"Which one is coming? Why can't I find it!" Li Feng, who had been looking through his memories anxiously, kept pulling the progress bar forward. He remembered that he had seen this movie and had some vague impressions.

"I found it, it turns out to be Lao Cui from "Fragrant Journey"!"

It wasn't until the next stop, when passengers started to get on the bus, that Li Feng turned to the movie and browsed it for a while.

"Auntie, please sit here!"

At this time, Huang Yaqin saw an aunt whose legs and feet were a little awkward. She immediately stood up, gave up her position on the hood, and stood back beside Li Feng. She held the car seat with one hand and pulled Li Feng's shoulder with the other. Hem.

"Everyone, please pay attention to your belongings. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Xiao, please be careful of petty thefts!"

Lao Cui, who was lying on the steering wheel, dutifully reminded the passengers who got on the bus. He also showed a kind smile and nodded to Xiao Huang who took the initiative to give up his seat.

Listening to the driver's reminder, the passengers subconsciously looked at the place where they put their money. People always kindly remind them that if they lose their money, they will indeed be the unlucky ones.

"Master Cui, no one is on board, keep driving!"

Master Cui nodded, held up the driver's hat on his head, wiped his hands with the white towel around his neck, put the gear in gear again, and continued on the road.

"Xiao Li, what do you think if I sign up to go to the southwest to support the third front?"

The carriage was relatively quiet. The passengers had finished talking about the national model workers and were closing their eyes to rest. Lao Cui chatted with the conductor while driving.

"Master Cui, I think it's good for you to stay in the north. Go to the southwest. I heard the conditions there are very difficult!"

After Xiaoli counted the money and tickets in the wooden box, she responded to Lao Cui's words.

It turned out to be here. Li Feng recalled the plot in the movie. The movie only mentioned that Master Cui went to a small southwest town in the north. It seemed that he had the idea from now on.

"The more difficult the place, the more it needs our support. The whole country is working hard together, and we cannot let other places fall behind because of a lack of people."

Shaking his head, Lao Cui didn't seem to agree with the conductor's words. He felt that the young comrade's ideological consciousness was not high enough and he was immersed in a comfortable environment.

"Master Cui, you drive wherever you go. There is no shortage of drivers in the southwest. One more of you is not more, and one less of you is not less. Your relatives and friends are all here, and you have been there. You are not familiar with the place!"

The folding door of the bus made a "clang" sound due to the bumps. The conductor turned his head and looked out the window. He tried to retain Lao Cui with his crisp voice. After all, he was very reliable at driving.

"Hey, I just have this idea and I'm still thinking about it~!"

Perhaps because he heard the reluctance in Xiaoli's words, Master Cui found a reason and temporarily took back what he just said.

A group of people listened to the conversation between the two and did not dare to interrupt. We are in this era now. Some people are in high spirits. To build the motherland, we need to go wherever we need to go. This is the theme of this era.

What Xiaoli said is correct. Her relatives and friends are all in the north. If they go to the south, the mountains are high and the roads are far away. It's still the southwest border. Maybe they won't be able to come back for the rest of their lives.

"Crunch, bang!"

Just as a group of people on the bus were staring in confusion, almost falling asleep as the vehicle swayed, the bus suddenly braked, shaking everyone awake.

"what's going on!"

Looking at Huang Yaqin out of the side window, her face turned a little pale, she clutched Li Feng's clothes tightly, and because of the inertia of the sudden braking, she threw herself into his arms.

"Quick, something happened!"

Li Feng knelt down and looked forward. He saw Master Cui slumped in the driver's seat, his neck tilted back, breathing heavily. He immediately comforted Huang Yaqin and rushed to the driver's seat to take a look.

(End of this chapter)