This place is very green, and the trees have been growing for decades. Maybe Zhong Ping calls most of the trees in this yard second brother or third uncle. But the greenery that he remembers is all in
In the lush summer, not in the winter when no hairs grow, the trees didn't grow so tall or big at that time.
Among these beautiful green areas with fallen leaves, Zhong Ping turned left and right, and finally saw a relatively familiar place: the parking lot where he and his brother tried to steal a car last time!
He remembered that the parking lot seemed to be not far from the back door. If he could see the back door, he could easily reach the main house just by walking in the opposite direction.
He stood on the edge of the parking lot and looked left and right, but for a long time he couldn't see which way led to the back door. Then he finally thought about it and clapped his hands: Just choose one direction to go and it will be over! Go in the right direction.
Okay, if you go the wrong way, this place is close to the back door. Just go back and go in the opposite direction.
But before he could even take a step forward, he saw a small group of people coming from the direction he had chosen. He didn't know what kind of problem he had developed in the past few days, so he reflexively hid in the neatly trimmed withered tree next to him.
Behind the low wall behind the trees, he peeked guiltily.
When those people came closer, he actually saw Xiong Weiqun in the crowd!
Where is he going? Speaking of which, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Day, he must be going to buy new year's goods... This is a bit nonsense. Because he saw that there were E and Uncle Lei in the small group of people...
Just because he saw Uncle Lei, he decided not to go out immediately. He hadn't thought about what kind of expression he should use to face Uncle Lei... The relationship was really complicated and strange.
He watched for another half minute. Those people were getting closer and closer, and they were almost past the low wall where he was. Zhong Ping decided to hold his breath and let them pass smoothly.
But those people seemed unwilling to let Zhong Ping go so simply. They all stopped when they passed by Zhong Ping. Uncle Lei said something, and then one of them trotted back, as if he had forgotten something.
.Then the remaining people stood in front of Zhong Ping’s low wall waiting for that person.
Zhong Ping's choice to hold his breath was completely wrong. Even if he breathed evenly, it could be regarded as a literary thing like the wind blowing in the woods. But once he holds his breath, it means that there will be something when he breathes again.
It's such a small explosion, and the longer it is held in, the louder the explosion becomes.
Zhong Ping worriedly thought that the popping sound would not really come out? If he breathed out gently and then breathed in again, he would not be discovered? After thinking this for a long time, he still did not make up his mind to take a breath, which caused his face to become pale the longer he held it in.
Half of it is green.
Finally, he thought, forget it, how could he make a popping sound so accurately when he was breathing? Thinking of this, he stabilized his throat, slowly exhaled, and made a sound like a moan.
…
Immediately, someone turned their heads very keenly. Zhong Ping immediately lay down on the ground neatly, not daring to move. He was very optimistic that if he was caught at this time, his legs would not be broken... If he really wanted to beat his legs.
He would immediately repeat what Zhong Jiaqi had just said here... so as not to break the legs of the future leader...
Zhong Ping lay there and bravely made a lot of very commonplace and crude associations, but no one came to exclaim, "There is someone here" and dragged him out unceremoniously. Therefore, all his associations were invalidated.
Half a day passed, and Zhong Ping didn't hear any sound outside. He thought to himself, those people couldn't stand for so long without anyone making any sound? So he looked up with luck, and found that those people were standing almost unchanged as before.
In front, he immediately buried his head again.
What on earth is he doing lying here! And it’s so uncomfortable! It’s still so cold! But he’s hiding here, so he goes out and says with a smile, “Hey, buddy, you’re standing on the street. I’ll go back to the main house first.”
Let's go. Hey, which country is this a joke?
So he turned his head with difficulty and moved towards his feet like a worm. He found that there was almost no sound and the possibility of being seen from the front was very small, so he quietly retreated to the parking lot before making plans.
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He was not far from the parking lot, so he climbed with some effort from behind the low wall to the concrete floor of the parking lot. When he looked over there, he found that no one was there anymore.
Finally getting up, he breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time he was forced to think about what to do next. This semi-enclosed parking lot was surrounded by high walls. He wanted to jump but couldn't. The only place with a short wall was
Right in the direction he just crawled over.
He can't just go out and run in the opposite direction. Now that the scenery is so bald, there is always someone standing over there with eyes facing this direction?
Then he used local materials and hid them in this parking lot? But there were only two or three cars parked in this parking lot in a very shameful manner. Even under the cars, it was not that easy to hide... Huh? There is a backup for a car.
Is the box ajar?
He even climbed all the way over the ground, does he still care about the trunk? If he doesn't hide it now, won't all the previous efforts be in vain! Okay! Just hide it! One last time! He will spend the next year with his children at most.
Is it okay to just play hide-and-seek?
So he made up his mind in an instant, and seemed to have put something strange in it, so he silently opened the trunk lid, curled his legs in and tried to sit inside. He found that the place was really small, and there was a can
The sealed gasoline takes up a lot of space inside. He can't throw the gasoline under the car, it's conspicuous enough.
When he finally stuffed himself into the trunk, he silently pulled down the lid with one hand, being careful not to let the lid lock, and silently observed the movement outside through the exposed gap.
The smell of gasoline in the trunk was so strong that he was almost brought to tears... Gasoline must have been spilled in a plastic bucket before, and it was replaced later. The can now has a seal squeezed to the corner of the trunk.
of……
He regrets all the decisions he made today.
First of all, why didn't he directly agree with his brother? If that were the case, he wouldn't be curled up in the trunk of the car waiting for those who didn't know when to leave. He should be lying happily at this time.
I slept in that room, and when I got up, I had a good meal and put it on the shelf.
Secondly, why did he chase him out after denying his brother's words? If he hadn't chased him out, he wouldn't have gotten lost here, and he wouldn't have met Uncle Lei. He should still be lying in the house beautifully at this time
He was having a big spring and autumn dream, and when he woke up, Zhong Jiaqi would come to him, and it would not be too late for him to explain it at that time.
Thirdly, why would his first reaction be to hide behind a low wall when he sees someone? If he chooses a higher wall, he won’t have the option of crawling all over the ground. He also accepts squatting and walking!
Fourthly, why didn’t he just come out from behind the low wall, touch the back of his head and say with a smile, “Hey, buddy, you’re standing on the street. I’ll go back to the main house and leave first.”
Come on, I should have just checked to see if the trunks of the two cars next to me were locked... The smell here was turning him into a big-headed baby.
He was despising his wrong decisions all the way, when he saw through the crack of the back cover that the team of people seemed to be really leaving. Going to make it!? Something seemed wrong...
They were getting closer and closer to him... But what made him happy was that those people stood still. Ah! It shouldn't be happy here!? Why are these people walking around so hauntedly about what they are doing?
ah!
Before the rant in his mind was over, he heard Uncle Lei's somewhat old voice speaking: "I won't send you here, and contact you when you get there. I will take care of you at the hospital..."
Then there was the sound of the key being inserted into the door of the car he was in, and then a very familiar voice came over: "I'm driving this time..."
He said it was familiar... He thought seriously for a while before he realized that it was the voice of Quanzi who was on the road with him. Strangely enough, Quanzi should not have been among those people just now...
No, he should be worried that someone got into the car... Does this mean that the car will be driven away!? This is unscientific! He should have pushed the trunk open this time and said, don't move, wait, there is someone here!
Can't he just not consider how deceptive and cumbersome the subsequent explanation work is!?
But he suddenly heard Xiong Weiqun's voice: "...Okay." Zhong Ping suddenly forgot that at this time, he should suddenly appear.
Then there was the vibration of two people sitting in the car separately, and the heavy sound of the car door closing.
The person standing at the butt of the car said to himself, "I didn't even look at the back cover when I locked the car." He opened up the seam of the back cover and locked the trunk with a bang.
Zhong Ping didn't know whether he should feel lucky that the man didn't see him when he lifted the back cover all the way, or sad that he was locked into this space full of gasoline smell... or when he heard the sound of the engine.
That kind of indescribable despair.
Then came the inertia of the car. Zhong Ping had to hold the trunk with both hands to prevent himself from hitting somewhere.
Then, Zhong Ping didn't even have time to cry, the car really drove away, drove away, left...
But listening to the brief conversation just now, it seemed that Xiong Weiqun was also sitting in the car, and Quanzi was driving. This made Zhong Ping feel a little relieved in addition to the entanglement and pain...
Ah hey! Where are we going! He has never encountered this kind of thing before! What should he do!? Will he be stopped by the traffic police if he kicks the trunk hard!? By the way, he can only use it when his legs are bent at an angle.
His knees are "kicking"! And his legs are curled up very sadly! The smell of gasoline also leaves him alone!
But the car was not as bumpy as expected. It seemed that they were carefully choosing a good road, and the corners were gentle. He had never felt that when he was riding in a full-size car before.
No matter what the reason was, Zhong Ping was spared a little bit of pain before he saw the light of day again, and he felt very relieved to be enjoying the pain...