Song Sancheng felt like he was struck by lightning!
After working hard for a year, I got my driver's license. The New Year is coming soon and there are many people in the village. It's a good time to drive a new car. Then I meet the villagers head-on. I roll down the window in a low-key manner and pass a cigarette to them:
"...Hey, he's just a traveler, he can drive around..."
He has had several different versions of this dream!
Why, why do you want to buy a car next year? My daughter just spent 30,000 yuan on clothes!
He pointed to the brand new asphalt road outside: "This is five meters long! There are not many cars in the village now, so why isn't it suitable for me to drive?"
How well-built this asphalt road is! Because it is in front of his house, Song Sancheng stares at it every day! It took half a month to smooth the roadbed, and the concrete solidified and cured for so long, and then the asphalt cushion, asphalt and paving were
Hang flat...
Look at the road! How well it is built! How smooth! Even if he goes to the vegetable field and greenhouse now, he has to be separated by an asphalt road. Song Sancheng is only happy!
But listen to Song Tan again...
"I can drive this road!" he emphasized, rarely speaking with force.
But no matter how old he is, he is very young, so Wu Lan quickly waved: "Come on, Song Tan, help Grandma Tang get her luggage!"
But look at Song Bacheng next to him...that's what he said first.
Xiaojia turned his attention to Grandma Tang - the old lady had a dark face and shallow wrinkles. She was standing tall and thin in sportswear, and she looked uneducated... To be honest,
Hu Hua, whose skin is not that fair, looks only seven or eight years younger!
Hey, you're still here, so that's weird.
Now the old lady looked at Song Tan and smiled:
Qiao Qiao was very adaptable to such an atmosphere. Now she took Ulan's car keys and went out directly.
"Yeah..." Song Tan nodded perfunctorily, and then shouted loudly: "Mom! Mom! You and my dad take turns driving around our mountain and try it!"
That’s because Hu Hua’s health has been bad for half a year!
Hmm... It seems that I want to buy your mother a car first!
Wu Lan is packing clothes - not to mention more than a hundred pieces, doesn't she still have to try out the ones she likes and pick out two more for her parents?
Wulan was happy: "But Xing is so slanderous! You don't have a mattress, it's him who insists on sleeping on a hard bed..."
Professor Song laughed loudly: "That's the right thing to say. What are you, your... awkward... Come on, come on, I'll make you a cup of tea quickly. If it breaks down in the car for a few hours, I can give you to it."
So tired."
I tightened my face: "Why are you so timid just touching the car? You have to be more cautious..."
The driving school in their town didn't even have a decent place. It just had a smooth wall surrounding the roadside. There was wasteland outside, so I thought it would be leveled and paved.
While I was waiting for the car to start, I heard the sound of no car inside, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped directly in front of my house!
That’s what you said!
"In gear..."
That Old Song! Before I returned home, my thoughts were not that of the Old Song family in Yunqiao Village. I also thought about eating, sleeping, drinking a cup of tea...
Grandma Tang...
Hu Hua nodded crazily:
Professor Song was also cheerful: "Yes, you have classes outside the school, and you have some topics at hand. You just took your lover there for a vacation... You planned to give them news when you came out of the low-speed rail station. Did you think of hearing it?
They say the asphalt road over there is damaged, so you might as well rent a car and come here by yourself!"
Song Bacheng swore that I usually feel so relaxed, mainly because my family is staring at me now, so I can't help but think...
"Professor Song has brought his family here!" Ulan was extremely surprised - when the family members come, they can pull the leg of the New Year pig and hold the rice bowl, who can do this!
Of course, Grandma Tang thought to herself: This tea, this white wine, and the dried fish, dried winter melon, candied pumpkin, etc. that I had finished long ago...
But isn’t it Professor Song! It was just me, and an old lady with gray hair but smooth skin came out of the taxi?!
When it was Song Bazheng's turn, I took the key, sat down, buckled the hazard belt, and muttered:
Oh, yes, I'll have to open a big stove at the bottom of the mountain, specifically for people like Professor Song to cook delicious food outside the home alone!
What's more, I recently watched Ultraman and switched to "Little Hero Di Qing" and "Go for Many Years"!
Hearing this, he was quite impatient: "I already got my driver's license. This road is much wider than the driving school. What's there to practice on..."
That's still a manual transmission car. After all, driving schools take it seriously, and cars outside are also eliminated in urban areas... This must be an automatic transmission.
"He is Song Qiao, right? Old Song said he is generally stupid but sensible, and also loves to learn... You brought Go and watercolor paints... Do you want to learn chess and painting from you?"
The danger zone was activated and the car drove out... The whole process was smooth and silky. By the time Song Bazheng reacted, Qiao Qiao had already driven to the front mountain.
This is true.
Originally, there were a few drivers' license students in the town, and those who opened driving schools took it seriously, and there were no dedicated small driving schools in the urban area.
Just when it broke down, the heating in Imperial City ended, and the humidifier outside the house had not even started to dry even though it was turned on. I wanted to go for a walk, but it was hot inside.
have to!
When he said that, Professor Song was also happy: "Oh, your salary has been improved since Grandma Tang came here! Are you using a wooden bed?"
Wulan thought to himself that in the small courtyard at the door, the car could turn around a few times. How could he be cautious when going around the bamboo forest that had been enlarged due to road construction?
Wu Lan thought to himself that you are really a real father! With your driving skills, you still dare to think about a new car! Let’s practice with the old one first!
Over there, Song Tan took out his luggage from the trunk and looked at Grandma Tang curiously.
At the same time, he also said to Professor Song: "You are so polite when you say that. Do you have to worry about food when I come to your house? Just now, the dormitory at the foot of the mountain has been handed over. After dinner, let's go to the foot of the mountain to see if the house is still needed.
You go and buy whatever you want to decorate!"
Wu Lan went over and took a look: "Professor Song?!"
"You know Go, Jiang Liu'er! You have to learn it! You can buy stickers of the little hero Di Qing, but you also have to draw them yourself!"
You are too young to have any energy for a few days, and Professor Song is obsessed with eating pig meat...
My eyes were clean, and when I looked at them, I looked like a little square boy who looked like a big, naughty child. Tang Shuang had heard too little from Professor Song—
Play chess! Draw?! That’s too low-end and unattractive for an older child who only knows Ultraman!
At the same time, he also introduced: "Then your lover, Tang Shuang, it would be bad if they call her Grandma Tang - you used to be a professor in a normal primary school, and now you have taken a break, which is called re-employment... Tantan, it's okay to call him Tang."
Grandma will help me, and he will take care of the food."
It has been a long time since I wanted to go to the front mountain to reach the rolling hills, and then I followed the forked road that was still repaired, and I wanted to say goodbye to the village. So Qiao Qiao drove around and came back very slowly.
Anyway, at such a young age, a man has to take care of him, so he can just take his luggage with him and leave as soon as he wants!
