At around nine o'clock in the evening, Li Manjun and his party arrived in Rongcheng.
Today, we encountered two things one after another along the way. Everyone was in a bad state of mind. Li Manjun drove the three Steves home in a shabby car, and then went to the auto repair shop with Li Jianjun.
As soon as she entered Rongcheng, she called Gao Yuejin and asked him to open the store.
Liu Yan has been very sleepy recently. She lay down after dinner. When she heard the noise, she stood up and asked, "Why is Manjun looking for you?"
Gao Yuejin replied: "It's okay. She just came back from a long drive and her car was dirty and she was going to wash it. She asked me to go to the store to open the door so she could park the car."
"Oh, then go ahead." Liu Yan didn't think much and lay down again.
Gao Yuejin simply changed his shoes, took his keys and went out to the auto repair shop.
It's not far away, it takes six or seven minutes by bike.
Li Manjun and his brother were already waiting at the roadside, holding bread and water in their hands, wolfing down the food. They had rushed back all the way and had not eaten dinner until now. The two brothers wanted to fill their stomachs and did not care about their appearance.
On the phone just now, Li Manjun said that he wanted to wash the car. Gao Yuejin didn't notice anything was wrong. When he came to the scene, he took a deep breath.
"Did you have a car accident?" Gao Yuejin asked nervously.
The street lights were dim, so he moved closer to check if Li Manjun was okay, otherwise he would not be able to explain to his wife when he got home.
Li Manjun had a big mouthful of bread in his mouth and was speechless. He shook his head and said he was fine. He drank a big mouthful of water, mixed it with the bread and swallowed it, almost choking.
Gao Yuejin looked at her embarrassed look and frowned, "You guys eat slowly, I'll open the door."
Opening the store door and turning on the headlights, the entire car came into view clearly, making it even more horrific.
"Oh my god, why is your car so scratched? The entire paint needs to be touched up, otherwise it will be unreadable."
After the two siblings finished eating, they drove the car into the store, and it actually drove smoothly and steadily. Gao Yuejin was even more curious about what happened.
Li Manjun first reminded him not to tell Liu Yan, and then told him about the overbearing bandits he encountered on the road.
After hearing this, Gao Yuejin couldn't believe it, "Why are there such people? It's so abominable, shouldn't this be reported to the police?"
Li Manjun nodded, "Well, I'm getting ready to go tomorrow morning."
It was too late today, and nothing good happened on the road. Li Manjun was also very tired. He handed the car to Gao Yuejin, told him again not to tell Liu Yan, and then took Li Jianjun to take a taxi home.
Li Jianjun used a beep machine to report the letter to his brother-in-law. As soon as they got off the bus at the gate of the community, they saw Zhao Yong striding over.
"How are you? Are you okay? How are you? Where's the car?" He asked a bunch of questions in succession, and Li Manjun sighed and answered them one by one.
"It's okay. I lost 1,200 yuan, so I parked the car and went to the store. The paint on the car has been completely changed. We will have to wait for him to check the other problems before we know anything else."
Zhao Yong looked at his wife's tired look with distress, put his arm around her shoulders to support her, and asked Li Jianjun sideways: "Why did you suddenly take the national highway?"
"It's foggy today and the highway is temporarily closed. We even thought about setting off, so we turned to the national highway and came back." Li Jianjun now remembered that those unscrupulous people were still angry, and emotionally told his brother-in-law what had happened, and said that they were going to go back tomorrow.
Going to the police station.
Zhao Yong frowned and said, "Let's go together tomorrow morning."
He worriedly warned Li Manjun in a gentle voice: "Next time something like this happens again, just give them money and don't conflict with them. These people are all legally illiterate and unreasonable. You will only be able to force yourself against them."
Suffering..."
"I know!" Li Manjun thought he was nagging, so she raised her hand to signal him to stop and asked about her daughter's condition.
"I just went to bed. I didn't know you were coming back. Otherwise, I would have waited until you got home before I went to sleep."
Knowing that his wife didn't want to talk about these annoying things all the time, Zhao Yong changed the subject and said with a smile: "The teacher just told me today that we are selected by the TV station every year and asked if we agree or not."
"If you agree, I will go to the Children's Palace to rehearse every year for the next week, and I will be on TV by then!"
Hong Kong is about to return to the motherland. Television stations all over the country are preparing for the return ceremony. The local TV station in Rongcheng is also preparing to hold a return party.
At the party, there is a flower ceremony, and children aged five to ten are required to be flower girls.
International Kindergarten is a cooperative kindergarten. The director of the party came over to select candidates, and he immediately fell in love with Nian Nian, who was playing games with his classmates at the time.
The little girl took the initiative to cut her hair because of the hot weather during this period, so Zhao Yong took her on the weekend to get her hair cut back to her previous refreshing short hair.
At that time, Nian Nian was wearing the uniform issued by the kindergarten. At first glance, he looked like a boy, but his facial features were very delicate, with baby fat on his face. He had a very round and lovable appearance, which was particularly in line with Chinese aesthetics.
The director told the teacher at that time: "That little boy has a very suitable image and temperament."
Before the teacher could react, the director and host had already walked over to talk to the children.
Unexpectedly, the child immediately pulled his friend closer to the teacher and avoided it.
Because my father said not to talk to strangers, I should go to the teacher and my parents if I see a stranger approaching.
The teacher was just thinking about which boy the director was talking about, and then he realized that the one chosen was classmate Zhao Jianing.
"Director, this is classmate Zhao Jianing, she is a girl." The teacher explained helplessly and funny.
She lowered her head and introduced the director to a group of children who were approaching, telling them not to be afraid. Only then did Niannian move forward because she just heard the teacher say her name.
The little girl looked over curiously with her big, watery eyes. She was not timid about strangers like other children at all, but instead showed a bit of "I want to see who you are" aura.
But at the same time, she was also the most vigilant. As soon as she noticed that they were approaching, she immediately led the children who had not yet reacted to come closer to the teacher.
At this glance, you can tell that it was specially taught by the parents at home.
The more the director watches, the more he feels that it is suitable. The most worrying thing about using young actors is that they cannot control the scene, so children who are more courageous are usually given priority.
The kid in front of me named Zhao Jianing is very suitable.
The director took out a lollipop and waved, "Is your name Zhao Jianing? Can you answer a few questions for uncle?"
Nian Nian looked up at the teacher. When he saw the teacher nodding, he took two steps forward and said, "Yeah."
The director asked some simple questions, such as how old are you, do you have any talents, what do your parents do, etc.
Every year only answered that he was five and a half years old, and the other two shook their heads.
No talent.
I don’t know what my parents do.
Because my mother no longer picks up garbage, and my father no longer drives a large truck, but goes to meetings every day.
From the perspective of children, these are not jobs.
To be like Lin Fangfang's father, teaching in school and being a teacher is a job.
