Ma Lan stood on the roadside at the airport exit and kept calling Xiao Changkun, but she never got through.

She cursed: "This damn Xiao Changkun, I don't know where he died. He hasn't answered my calls."

Xiao Churan asked her: "Mom, are you sure you told him the time clearly?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "Of course I made it clear to him, and he already promised me on the phone. Who knows why he hasn't shown up yet and hasn't answered the phone yet? It's really unreliable."

Xiao Churan also quickly took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Changkun, but the call was indeed left unanswered as Ma Lan said.

She said with a very nervous expression: "Dad, he must have had an accident... It's not time to go to bed now, why can't I get through the phone?"

Ye Chen quickly advised: "Honey, don't think blindly. Dad is in good health. If something unexpected happens, it's possible that he's asleep. Let me go home and take a look first!"

"Yes!" Xiao Churan said with great agreement: "Hurry home. If dad is not at home, we will go out and look for him. If it doesn't work, call the police!"

Ma Lan on the side said very unhappy: "Go home? How to get home? Your dad didn't drive over to pick you up, how can we go back?"

Xiao Churan said subconsciously: "Let's just take a taxi back."

"Taking a taxi?!" Ma Lan said with a very exaggerated expression: "Your mother and I are also a celebrity. In New York and Bedford Hills Correctional Institution, your mother and I are the number one person. I am a private person all the way.

We’ve already sat back on the plane. It doesn’t matter if you don’t let me ride in a Rolls-Royce after I get off the plane. If you don’t get me a Mercedes-Benz and BMW, and you still ask me to take a taxi, where can I put my face?”

Xiao Churan said helplessly: "Oh Mom, what time has it been and you still care about these things? The most important thing is that we should go home quickly and see what happened to Dad!"

Saying that, without waiting for Ma Lan's reply, she quickly reached out and stopped a taxi on the roadside.

Seeing Ye Chen and Xiao Churan opening the car door and getting ready to get in, Ma Lan said with a depressed look: "Chu Ran, at least get a luxury car or something. Get a Jetta, how shabby!"

Seeing how humane his mother was, Xiao Churan couldn't help but said angrily: "If you want to take a luxury car, then just wait here. Ye Chen and I will go back first."

After that, he opened the car door and got in.

When Ma Lan saw this, he immediately lost his persistence and could only get into the passenger seat angrily.

As soon as she got into the passenger seat, she frowned, covered her nose and said to the driver: "Sir, why does your taxi smell so much like smoke?"

The master said casually: "Does it smell like smoke?"

"That's right!" Ma Lan blurted out in a bad tone: "It's all smell of cigarette smoke, can't you smell it? Is that a nose above your mouth?"

The master curled his lips: "The smell of cigarette smoke is naturally because I smoked. What's all the fuss about?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "How can you, a taxi driver, smoke in the car? You have too little sense of service, don't you?"

The driver was also a little angry, his eyes widened, and he said: "I smoked it when we parked the car. I didn't smoke when you came up. The taxi company stipulates that we are not allowed to smoke in front of passengers, and I didn't violate the rules?"

Oh, you can only ride in my car for a few dozen minutes at most, why don’t you allow me to smoke at other times?”

Ma Lan said angrily: "Please understand, the taxi is your service place. You must keep your service place clean and hygienic, and the air should be fresh. Are you still reasonable with such a strong smell of smoke?"

The master choked and said, "This service place is provided by the taxi company, not by me. I only drive. If you are dissatisfied with anything, you can go and make suggestions to the taxi company."

As he said that, the master muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's just a cigarette. What's the fuss about this? Your gentlemen don't smoke?"

Ma Lan rolled her eyes at him and hummed, "Pump."

The master answered: "That's all right. If you smell smoke at home, you still smell it. If you smell smoke when you go out, you still smell smoke. What's the difference?"

Ma Lan said two words disdainfully: "Dead."

The master subconsciously asked: "What's dead?"

Ma Lan deliberately said loudly: "Didn't you ask my man if he smokes? I'll tell you that he smokes to death."

The master's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, but he still argued palely: "Look, you, a lesbian, don't listen to what you say. There are many possibilities for death. How do you know that he died from smoking?"

"Lung cancer!" Ma Lan said angrily: "He got lung cancer from smoking. It spread to his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and brain. It is said that it even grew in his bones. When he went to the hospital, the doctor said that he could not be saved. At most, he would not be saved.

After living for three months, he died within a week, so I donated his body to the medical school and let the medical students practice disemboweling him, which could be regarded as making some contribution to society."

As he spoke, Ma Lan said with emotion: "Oh, you don't know. The professor at the medical school said that the two lungs of my man's smoke are blacker than coal. As soon as you open your stomach, you can smell the smell."

The fishy and smelly smell of smoke almost killed the old professor on the spot. He cut off two lungs and took them out. It was like freshly smoked pork, dripping with oil.

, that’s all the tar in the cigarette! Tell yourself, did he die from smoking?”

When the master heard this, his expression looked like he had eaten a poisonous fly. He was really disgusted and scared.

Seeing that his expression was very ugly and he didn't say anything, Ma Lan couldn't help but murmured: "Hey, you said that these cancer cells are really powerful, and their lungs have been reduced to coke. The cancer cells can grow and become stronger. Their vitality is indeed tenacious."

, it feels like a lot of fungus can grow on that rotten tree, which is a bit interesting."

The master said in his heart: "What does this mean to your mother! What kind of fucking metaphor are you talking about, you damn old bitch? Why are you so fucking disrespectful!"

Ye Chen was sitting in the back, feeling extremely helpless, thinking to himself: "My mother-in-law is really determined to retaliate. My father-in-law just didn't drive over to pick her up, but in the end she really picked it up and she cursed her husband in front of the taxi driver."

People smoked to death and were disembowelled by medical students. There is really no one left with this mouth."

Xiao Churan was also very angry. She was sitting behind Ma Lan. When she heard Ma Lan cursing her father, she felt a little unacceptable.

But she was not good enough to expose Ma Lan's lies in front of the taxi driver, because that might make the taxi driver doubt his life, so she could only cough hard from behind as a reminder.

When Ma Lan heard Xiao Churan coughing, she naturally knew what her daughter meant. However, she was angry with Xiao Changkun in her heart, and ignored the presence of her daughter and son-in-law, and continued to say to the driver: "Master, what you just said is right.

, Smoking is actually very normal, and it is natural to have lung cancer. You, just smoke with confidence. After all, life is just about living a happy life, isn't it?"

The master looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Ahem, this... this smoking... is really harmful to health. Can you smoke this less? It's better to smoke as little as possible..."

Ma Lan smiled and asked the driver: "Master, how many cigarettes do you smoke today?"

The master awkwardly held the steering wheel with one hand, scratched his scalp with the other hand, and said unconfidently: "I have this... a little more... a day... that, probably, that is... more than one pack

a little……"

Ma Lan nodded and said casually: "It's almost the same. Before my old man left, he used to pack a bag and a half a day, but the man in his early thirties disappeared."

After saying that, she looked at the driver and asked curiously: "Master, I think you are in your forties or fifties, right?"

The master sneered and said: "I...I am fifty-two..."

"Awesome." Ma Lan gave a thumbs up and said seriously: "You are good at this business. If you grit your teeth and persist for more than ten years, you will live twice as long as my husband."

The master's expression at this time was already much uglier than crying.

At this time, Ma Lan couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, what's the point of people living so long as you said? The men in my family passed away early and didn't have to worry about anything. Unlike me, who is both a father and a mother. Sometimes I just

Think about it, it’s better that I was the one who left, then I would die early and be reborn early, leave early and be liberated early.”

The master glanced at the storage table under the center console of the car and saw a pack of Jinling brand cigarettes inside, and felt mixed emotions.

Xiao Churan couldn't bear it anymore, so he patted the back of Ma Lan's seat from behind and said angrily: "Mom! Why aren't you finished yet?"

Ma Lan turned around and said with a sense of justice: "Chu Ran, I am suppressing the longing and grief for your father. I used your father's personal case to kindly remind this master to pay attention to his health. If he listens,

If these words can make him quit smoking, even if he just smokes less in the future and lives a few more years, do you think I have saved his life?"

As he said that, Ma Lan waved his hand: "Forget it, let's not just save his life, but save half his life or a quarter of his life. Isn't it an exaggeration? People say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

, your mother, this can be regarded as accumulating some virtue for myself, right?"

Xiao Churan asked her angrily: "What about my dad? If you say that about my dad, aren't you afraid of damaging your moral character?"

Ma Lan said with a serious face: "He is dead, what's wrong with me?"

Xiao Churan said angrily: "Mom! It's too much to say that again!"

Ma Lan saw that Xiao Churan was indeed very angry, so she quickly said: "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. Isn't it okay if I don't say it anymore?"

After saying that, he said to the driver: "Master, you should be whipped from now on. Don't take what I just said seriously. Just think that I am teasing you."

The master's mouth twitched a few times, and he said awkwardly: "Uh... that... okay, okay..."

Along the way, Ma Lan seemed to have finished venting her anger and didn't say another word.

Ye Chen and Xiao Churan also stopped talking because of this awkward atmosphere and were speechless all the way.

More than half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the Tomson Yipin Villa area.

Ye Chen paid the money and the three of them got out of the car.

When the driver saw the three of them walking away, he grabbed the half pack of Jinling cigarettes and threw them out of the window. He cursed and said: "Fuck you, don't smoke again!"

Before Ye Chen entered the door, he caught a glimpse of a box of things thrown out of the driver's window from the corner of his eye. He was slightly startled, and seemed to hear a voice from somewhere: "Ma Lan, the merit is 100, the current merit balance is minus one hundred and eight thousand..."

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