Back to 1979: Sending the Educated Youth’s Wife Back to the City

Chapter 10: A Thrilling Long Journey

The goods have been loaded, and Fang Mingche is waiting for his cousin to hand over the goods to the boss.

They set off at about 8:30 in the morning.

Fang Mingche drove the road out of the city first, and then practiced. Moreover, the road ahead was better and easier to drive.

"It gets dark around 200: in the evening, so we won't drive at night. We'll change drivers after driving for two and a half hours. I'll drive on the more difficult sections. We'll try to pack up and hit the road by : tomorrow. That way we can drive about kilometers a day."

Fang Mingche asked, "Where are you staying tonight?"

"Where do you want to live? You're just being too optimistic. You sleep in the cab at night. As for me, I'll sleep on top of the fuel tank. Otherwise, the fuel will be stolen by gas thieves in the middle of the night."

The fuel tank must be guarded at night, otherwise there will be oil thieves nearby carrying oil barrels to drain the oil.

The carriage was locked tightly, and it was difficult to steal things inside without alerting others.

But once the fuel tank is unscrewed, you can insert the pipe to drain the oil.

Fang Mingche was shocked. How cold would it be to sleep on top of the fuel tank in this weather?

No wonder my cousin brought a thick quilt and a Lei Feng hat. This money is really hard to earn!

"Let's take turns." He also got paid, so he felt embarrassed.

Fang Mingfeng shook his head. "I'm afraid you'll fall asleep and not even know someone stole your oil. You have no experience! And you're a scholar. If you get frozen, there won't be anywhere to get you treated on the road. Okay, let's go—"

He went to the village barefoot doctor to get some cold and diarrhea medicine, just in case.

Fang Mingche started the car and drove attentively.

Driving for two or three hours in a row is quite intense.

Especially since this is a truck, it is different from the sedan I was used to driving in my previous life.

Fortunately, there was an experienced master who watched over me at the beginning.

He drove very seriously.

Fang Mingfeng watched him for half an hour, and seeing that he was becoming more and more calm, he relaxed a little and stopped watching him the whole time, so that he could take the opportunity to rest.

At ten o'clock, he took out a package from under the passenger seat, which contained a chamber pot.

"I'm going to pee, you keep driving."

Fang Mingche held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, "In the car?"

"Nonsense, it's so cold! Going out will easily freeze you. Besides, once you're on the road, don't stop unless I tell you to. Most of the time, bad things happen because of parking. If you need to poop, try to hold it in. We'll go to the restaurant later."

Fang Mingche heard the sound of dripping water and smelled a hint of urine.

However, it is easy to catch a cold if you go out in this weather, and there is no shelter.

At 10:40, Fang Mingfeng poured some of the water he brought with him on his hands, as if to wash them, and then began to eat the dry food he brought with him.

We didn’t arrive at the dining place until 2pm on the first day.

They are all fixed places; he doesn't dare go to restaurants he is not familiar with.

Otherwise, if something rains down and knocks over, both the goods and the car may not be saved.

That would probably mean a lifetime of debt.

At eleven o'clock, he replaced Fang Mingche.

This is also a good section of road, there is no village in front and no shop behind. There is no ambush.

Otherwise I wouldn’t dare to stop easily.

The two men moved their seats back a little and changed positions directly in the cab.

"You have to use the chamber pot and get it yourself."

After driving for three hours straight, Fang Mingche really needed it.

At this time, I didn't care about anything else. I just bent down to take out the chamber pot and unbuttoned my pants.

There was also the sound of dripping water, with a fishy smell.

Then he also poured water to wash his hands and took some bread to eat.

They stopped the car for lunch at two o'clock. Fang Mingfeng said, "We'll just have this hot meal today. Don't be polite!"

"understood."

Fang Mingche sat for a while after eating, then went to the bathroom. He emptied the chamber pot and rinsed it.

When he came out, he saw his cousin at the counter, flirting with the slightly plump lady boss. When his cousin saw him coming out, he said, "Let's go. We'll talk again when we get back."

"Okay, walk slowly."

We set out again and drove to Fang Mingche. At about four o'clock, a person lying on the road appeared in front of us.

He subconsciously wanted to brake.

"Keep driving, don't worry about him! He will get up naturally when you get up to him." I heard my cousin's calm voice.

Fang Mingche retracted his foot. When you are out, listen to the old driver.

Sure enough, he didn't brake, and the car was about to run over him, but the man quickly got up and ran to the side.

"Step on the gas—"

Fang Mingche did as his cousin said.

Then I saw from the rearview mirror that two people who had climbed onto the car and were trying to climb up were thrown off the car.

Many young and strong men came out from the back, holding hoes and shovels.

Fang Mingche exhaled.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are many people along the way who want to find money for the New Year. The two trips before the New Year are the most dangerous. The trip after the New Year will be better, and they are too lazy to go out during the New Year."

His brother-in-law was injured on the last trip.

Therefore, out of conscience, he would not deduct the money his cousin earned from these two trips.

"So you have a chisel in your car?"

He saw that it was still tied tightly with ropes.

This way you can tie it to your wrist so it won't fall out of your hand during a fight and you'll be left without a weapon.

This is obviously a lesson learned from experience. I guess he got away from someone in the past.

"Yes, every veteran driver has this in his car."

At half past six, the two stopped the car to eat some dry food.

Fang Mingche felt that this day was really tiring. Five dollars a day was well deserved.

At night he curled up in the cab, covering himself with his military coat.

Fang Mingfeng laid a layer of blanket on top of the fuel tank and went to sleep, covered with a thick blanket and wearing a Lei Feng cap.

He slept very alertly, without taking off his shoes, and with the steel bar tied to his wrist, so that he could turn over and move immediately if anything happened.

The further south they went, the later it got dark, and the later they went to bed.

Finally, on the fourth night, the goods were unloaded at the agreed place outside Guangzhou.

Fang Mingche saw that the man and his cousin knew each other. They gave each other money and wrote receipts without saying much.

After the goods were unloaded, Fang Mingfeng got into the car from the passenger side.

During the unloading, he kept Fang Mingche in the driver's seat without turning off the engine. If anything happened, he could start the car and run away immediately.

"Okay, you can stay in a hotel tonight and take a good bath. Do you want me to take you to a hair salon in Guangzhou to see it?"

Mao’s hair salon is just a chicken coop.

I heard that many long-distance bus drivers like to go to those places when they are out, and they also spend a lot of their earned money on fallen women.

"No, go by yourself."

Fang Mingche didn't say anything more. Anyway, in his previous life, he had never heard of this cousin having any embarrassing illness.

They went into the city, parked their empty car in a familiar parking lot, and booked a room in a nearby hotel.

Then we had dinner at the hotel, the Cantonese food was quite delicious.

I didn't live in a room with multiple people, and I had some money with me.

Fang Mingche didn't go, and stayed in the room to guard the payment. Fang Mingfeng felt more at ease when he went out to play.

He took a shower and went out, and didn't come back until almost midnight.

After he left, Fang Mingche wrapped the payment in a plastic bag and put it in the shower room. Then he took a nice bath.

Then he never left, locking the door, and never taking his eyes off the money.

(End of this chapter)