141 Everyone Always Seems to Be Someone Else Suddenly
Zhong Ping thought of a lot at that moment, such as going to see Dandan in a few days, exploring where Xiong Weiqun had gone, what was in Quanzi's mind worth exploring, and his younger brother
Have you always regarded him as a burden...
In fact, he is not considered a burden...he is a burden. Looking at it, he doesn't know what purpose he has except serving as a hostage and human shield in these messy incidents.
So he is required to do such unskilled and laborious things? He is also very innocent... Being a kindergarten teacher is quite technical, so why does it look like this when he comes home? Every time
Every time Zhong Ping felt that he had reached a fork in his life, he had to think a lot about the above issues, but every time he ended up destroying his own morale and strengthening others' prestige.
And what kind of life is he in? Where did there come from so many forks in the road, and why did they all appear at the same time?
After that, Zhong Jiaqi has been packing clothes for him. God knows that when he leaves the house he rented, all his luggage is packed into a small satchel. There is no need for a whole big suitcase. Seeing the Zhong family packing
I picked up a lot of clothes and went in, then found some toiletries and stuffed them into my clothes. Finally, I looked at the ceiling, stretched out my index finger and said, "I'll go find you some food to put in?"
Zhong Ping grabbed him with some resentment, like a good woman about to be sold to a brothel. Seeing his expression, the Zhong family patted him on the shoulder helplessly: "I can't help it, if I have the ability,
This kind of thing will definitely not be your turn...it's all my fault...if it weren't for me..."
Zhong Ping thought it was all nonsense, so he didn't hear it and asked instead: "Do you really have to go? Can't you just find someone to go...Besides, Uncle Lei can't help but go...I'd rather take care of him at home."
he……"
Zhong Jiaqi shook his head and did not say anything like "I'm sorry for you." He thought again, asking him to take care of Uncle Lei was not asking him to die. This was different from the time Uncle Lei sent him to be a substitute.
There is a fundamental difference. Now that everyone in the branch family knows about the twins, it is difficult for anyone to pretend to be who. What's more, there are more than a dozen people traveling with him this time, so he should be able to let Zhong Ping go with him.
Well, when the time comes, he will ask Captain Ding to take a closer look at Gu Zhongping. If there is a fight or something, Zhong Ping, like Uncle Lei, will stay behind, and there is no way he will be pulled to the front to be a human shield.
Thinking of this, he comforted his brother and said: "Don't worry, there is actually no danger. I will help you take care of the little sister for a while. When you come back, you will definitely see her alive and kicking, okay? And there should be nothing wrong here. It will be soon."
I can come back soon. Let’s have a few good meals together before the Chinese New Year. After that, we can celebrate the Chinese New Year well. Think about it, when our dad comes back, I can relax and you won’t have to tense up. After the Chinese New Year, you
How about I go with you wherever you want to go?"
Zhong Ping answered according to the sentences he had absorbed: "Can I really come back before the Chinese New Year? Will those food stalls still be open before the Chinese New Year?"
Zhong Jiaqi nodded firmly: "It must be opened!"
Zhong Ping finally smiled. People who are easily satisfied are easy to coax.
Zhong Jiaqi finally finished loading the large box, and Zhong Ping asked weakly: "Can I not take it with me?"
Of course Zhong Jiaqi is very reasonable: "No."
Later, Zhong Ping was still troubled by having to carry such a large box of things. Although there were wheels, it was very awkward once he got up the steps! And it was full of things that he felt he couldn’t use... Zhong Jiaqi was helpless and said
Or find someone to help him get it? Zhong Ping's face tightened, he quickly shook his head and refused, reluctantly saying that he could get it himself.
Uncle Lei was in a hurry. He had packed his things early, and the people in the family guard team didn't dare to neglect them. Although they didn't know why they were in such a hurry to go out at this time, they all obeyed the order and packed their things and carried them on their own.
Carrying small bags or several people carrying one bag, they gathered in the parking lot.
Zhong Jiaqi also quickly sent Zhong Ping to the parking lot, and Zhong Ping dragged his suitcase with a grimace. As soon as he arrived, Uncle Lei started letting people get into different cars, and he also got into one of them.
In the car, Zhong Jiaqi found Captain Ding and told him that he wanted him to pay attention to Zhong Ping. Of course Captain Ding agreed and followed his team members into another car.
When Zhong Ping couldn't leave without getting into the car, Zhong Jiaqi also sent Zhong Ping to Uncle Lei's car. He kept telling him that the food outside was not as good as at home, so don't eat it up, and the water outside was not as good as at home.
At home, don’t let your stomach get drunk. The situation is like that of an old mother who nags her son endlessly before his spring outing.
Later, Uncle Lei said it was time to set off. Even if Zhong Jiaqi still had some messy things to tell him, he didn't say anything anymore. He watched several cars slowly drive out of the house along the road in the courtyard.
Zhong Ping's car happened to be full of four people, and he saw the black cloak in the driver's seat. However, the black cloak did not wear a black cloak today, but a very homely blue and white striped sportswear. If he hadn't known this
This kid is definitely not in middle school. He would think that this outfit is a school uniform.
Uncle Lei was sitting in the passenger seat. As soon as the car started, he turned around and said to Zhong Ping in an incomprehensible voice: "You are only following because of the situation. I don't need you to take care of me." These words did not make Zhong Ping feel much more relaxed.
, but there is a feeling that I have done something wrong. And that c who likes to save gum jars...Eh? Who is this?
Zhong Ping nervously looked at the mature man sitting next to him in an office suit. His face... didn't look like that c...
Probably feeling a little uncomfortable after being stared at for too long, the man turned to look at Zhong Ping and said "Hi", which shocked Zhong Ping again.
Then he finally thought that Zhong Ping might not know him, so he stretched out a hand to introduce himself as if discussing business: "You can call me c."
"Oh..." Zhong Ping's mind was a little blank and he stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party. After a short two seconds, both parties let go of their hands. Only then did Zhong Ping start to think: Is this c? If this is c, I will
This car ate it!
Zhong Ping is destined to eat cars.
The car drove like this for a while, and stopped at a garage in a more suburban area for a while, changing the cars of the two teams following it, and then continued on the road.
Zhong Ping felt that the atmosphere in the car was very depressing. The driver kept silent, and Uncle Lei did not dare to talk to him. The guy next to him, who must be a stranger, was sitting there upright, as if he had been negotiating at a business table.
He never relaxed for a moment. Zhong Ping felt uncomfortable all over.
Oh my God, this is going to be a stalemate all the way? And where are they going all the way! How long will he have to endure it? I just heard Zhong Jiaqi say that they are going on a long journey, and now it is dark and they are setting off on a long journey.
!? How far is the journey! And when can they eat?
But he drove all the way until dark with no intention of stopping for a meal. Zhong Ping was thinking wildly and began to regret not taking out the food in the suitcase. Now the suitcase is lying quietly in the trunk and will not take the initiative to fly at all.
Come into his hands.
He was hungry all night, and the car showed no sign of stopping for something to eat in the second half of the night. Under Uncle Lei's instructions to "keep moving forward," the team also struggled all night. In the end, Zhong Ping was sleepy.
I fell down on my seat, still sitting upright and showing no intention of falling down.
As soon as Zhong Ping woke up, he felt that the muscle soreness that had not eased before was getting worse. He looked at the day outside and took out his phone to check the time. He found that it was already past eight o'clock. He saw that the people next to him were sitting in almost the same posture as yesterday.
On the side, Zhong Ping felt that his muscles were even more sore.
Since it was already this time and the car had no intention of stopping, he tentatively asked the person next to him: "Um, have you eaten just now?"
c replied kindly: "No."
When Zhong Ping got the answer, his heart dropped. Seeing that this person was not difficult to get along with, he continued to ask: "Then when will we eat?"
c replied without squinting: "Noon."
Zhong Ping suddenly felt that he had woken up early, holding his hands with his deflated stomach and silently complaining in his heart. But he had already woken up, the sun was so bright, and he couldn't sleep anymore, so he was looking forward to the time to eat.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the man next to him patted the driver and said, "Little Melon, do you have anything to eat? This kid seems to be hungry." Zhong Ping's face felt hot and he was so embarrassed.
Eh? Oh... the driver's name is indeed Xiaomigua. Putting aside the name... why does this person know such a curious name? He sounds familiar... Could it be that this is really c, but
Does a person's clothes make him look different?
Thinking of this, Zhong Ping immediately stared at the person next to him again and again. He still didn't think it looked like it... maybe it was because he had too little contact with C. He didn't have a general impression of what C was like before. He just felt that it seemed like
He is a middle school student, and he has been chewing gum. Now he doesn't chew gum, he is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his appearance... well, he still can't be sure that this guy is c.
Xiaomigua took out a lot of long chocolates from his pocket, grabbed them one by one and gave them to C.C with a smile, and then put them on Zhong Ping's lap. Zhong Ping was nervous.
He said: "Okay...that's enough..." That didn't stop the driver from taking out almost all the chocolates and handing them to him.
In the next few hours, Zhong Ping held a pile of chocolates and ate them slowly until his mouth was greasy. The temperature in the car was so high that the chocolates almost melted on his legs. In the meantime, he tried to
I gave it to C or gave him back the melon, and tentatively asked Uncle Lei if he wanted some chocolate, but he was refused the whole time.