Zhong Ping felt that this journey was simply more difficult than being captured and held hostage. The three of them were all silent types [no, they weren’t before], and he always felt like he couldn’t rest. He couldn’t coax him for such a long time.
My child, can't he change his nagging nature?
And by noon, his mouth was full of greasy and bitter chocolate. When they finally stopped in a commercial street and squeezed into a small restaurant to eat, Zhong Ping's combat effectiveness had degraded to negative values.
After a hasty meal, it was another long journey in the afternoon, from the provincial road to the highway. The driver changed into an entourage from another car midway, which was really hard for the driver.
Zhong Ping never expected that they would spend nearly two days just driving. They would only see the scenery receding rapidly along the way. They could not sleep comfortably, nor could they eat satisfactorily. They carried a bunch of fast food every day.
After eating the chocolate, I was silent and had tears in my eyes... This is really not a life for human beings!
They drove during the day and at night, and it actually took two days. Although Zhong Ping didn't know where they were, he was certain that he couldn't understand the dialect spoken here...
The last road sign Zhong Ping saw on the highway was for Mianyang City. He couldn't remember which province Mianyang City was in. Then they got off the highway and turned to the road where it said Yangjia Town.
's brand.
In fact, names like Yangjia Town and Huangjiatun should have a long history, but when Zhong Ping saw the place name Yangjia Town, he couldn't help but think of Yang Yuwen's group. That's right... Zhong Jiaqi was leaving
They had already told him that they were here to seek revenge against the separated family.
This coincidence really makes me want to laugh, hahaha.
After driving for more than an hour, they drove into Yangjia Town late at night. Uncle Lei said that this was their final destination. He opened ten standard rooms in a small hotel and let everyone in first.
Take a rest overnight and get down to business tomorrow.
Zhong Ping thought that he was definitely going to live in the same room with Uncle Lei. He was out of place among a group of people, dragging his big suitcase and trying to enter the same room with Uncle Lei. However, Uncle Lei stopped him and said, "Here he comes."
Stay with me and you find another room." The "he" in this sentence refers to c.
Zhong Ping didn't know whether he was happy that he no longer had to live in the same house with Uncle Lei and felt the pressure, or whether he should be sad that he couldn't accomplish anything. Maybe Uncle Lei kicked him out because he was afraid of being held back by living in the same house.
As you can imagine, Zhong Ping's big box was taken over by Xiao Migua after Uncle Lei refused his move in, so he should have lived in the same room with Xiao Migua.
The only problem is communication... Can anyone tell him how to communicate with a person named "Little Melon" who doesn't have an expression on his face? He directly said, "Hey Little Melon, did you enjoy the food today?"
"Is this so...
No, no, calling a tall and thick man a "little melon" is something Zhong Ping would never do. And why is he asking if he is used to eating vegetables? They haven't eaten yet tonight!
Fortunately, someone soon came to ask them to go out for dinner. Zhong Ping was also freed from the desperate situation of being unable to talk to Xiaomigua. He ate around the dining table with a large group of people, while thinking about how to talk to Xiaomigua when he returned to the room later.
Talk to him. Ah, why don't you ask him what his name is? Normal people would never give a boy such a name!
Zhong Pingshi finished the meal without any taste, and kept rehearsing the situation of asking his name for a while. When he returned to the room, he found that Xiaomigua had not come back for a long time.
It was already very late when they arrived, and they had eaten a meal. There was nothing wrong with sleeping now. So Zhong Ping struggled to dig out the toiletries that Zhong Jiaqi had brought for him from the big box and went to the bathroom, only to find that
Toiletries were prepared in the bathroom. He took a shower in the bathroom with the thought of leaving his suitcase here when he went back. After taking a shower, he felt the fatigue from riding in the car for days came over him again, so he lay down on the bed and lay down.
I thought for a while that if Little Melon came in, I would ask him what his name was, and I fell asleep while thinking about it.
Zhong Ping thought that when he was at work, he rarely slept until he woke up naturally. Now that he came home, he would roll around on the bed in a quiet room every day, as long as he wanted. But the time to sleep was a little uncertain...
Hmm... As expected, sleeping is one of the great pleasures in life. I wonder if Xiaomigua is back...eh? No, who is Xiaomigua...eh? No, it seems that he is not at home...eh? In a hotel...
Thinking of this, Zhong Ping was finally willing to open his eyes and wake up. He looked at the bed next to him and saw that Xiaomigua seemed to have never come back to sleep all night. The quilt was neatly folded.
What's going on... It's indeed dawn outside. Zhong Ping took his phone to check the time and found that it was already noon. He sat up from the bed and found that he was still sore all over. When will this soreness be relieved?
!
He put on his coat as fast as he could, brushed his teeth and washed his face with the toiletries provided by the hotel, then opened the door and went out to find Uncle Lei's room. When he realized that it was already noon, he had the feeling of everyone
He was left here alone and felt that all the remaining people were gone, so... let him verify it now. He knocked on Uncle Lei's door three times.
Ten seconds passed, and no one answered the door, so he knocked three more times. Half a minute passed, and still no one answered the door, so he knocked several times irregularly. Ten seconds passed, and the cleaning attendant came over and asked
What's wrong with him? Did he forget the key? Zhong Ping touched the back of his head and said he was looking for the person in this room. The waiter was a nice person. He told him that the door handle was in a state and the lock was locked from the outside. Someone inside might have gone out.
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Zhong Ping became anxious, grabbed the waiter and asked: "They won't check out!?"
The waiter hurriedly shouted "Wait a minute", looked at the room number, and said to himself: "Think about it." Then he held out his index finger as if he remembered something, "Ah, this is
Ten standard rooms? I haven’t refunded it yet.”
That's right, how can you check out if someone is still in the room? He should have considered this... The waiter looked at him as if there was no problem and planned to drag the vacuum cleaner and move forward, but Zhong Ping stopped her and asked the last question
Question: "Um... based on your accent... could this be Sichuan!?"
This question made the waiter think that this person was mentally ill and didn't even know where he was. He broke free of the sleeve in Zhong Ping's hand and walked through the corridor at double speed back to the floor management office.
Zhong Ping was speechless. He checked all the ten rooms in this row again, looking for someone to ask what the situation was like. But except for the room he lived in, the others were all "locked from the outside" as the waiter just said.
state.
He had no choice but to return to his room, collapsed on the bed again, and wondered what he was here for. Looking at the plot development, could it be that he was here to be a hostage again?
Well, no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't change this deceptive situation! Since they haven't checked out, it means they haven't abandoned him yet, so that's fine! Not getting involved in those dangerous things is also a kind of happiness! When he thinks about it, he
He calmed down and lay down on the bed, waiting calmly for one of them to come back and say that he could go back after finishing the work. He then got up and followed the troops home...
The curtains were still drawn, and he had been working hard recently, so he meditated for a short time before falling asleep again with his head on the bed.
He woke up again because someone pulled him up all of a sudden. When he woke up, he found that he had been dragged to the door. Isn't this person so resolute!?
"Stop, stop, stop!" He yelled three times as soon as he woke up.
The person holding him finally stopped and said to him in an urgent tone: "What else do you want?"
"No, no...it's not a question of what else is wrong with me, but what is wrong with you..." Zhong Ping looked at the little melon pulling him in shock.
"I told you just now, I only pulled you after you nodded!" Little Melon said very seriously.
Zhong Ping felt like shit. Tell him! Why didn’t he know? He even nodded! Does he still have this function in his sleep!?
Xiaomigua, who was wearing school uniform, still looked serious, as if he had encountered something urgent. Seeing that Zhong Ping didn't speak, he continued to pull Zhong Ping hard. Zhongping almost wanted to sit on the ground to resist Xiaomigua's pulling force.
Now, the ground here is slippery. Being pulled like that made Zhong Ping scream like he was playing on the ice. He was pulled for a long distance and Zhong Ping screamed. Finally, he pulled him to the top of the stairs. If he pulled any further, he would fall to the ground.
At the bottom of the stairs, the little melon finally stopped.
If Zhong Ping hadn't been holding both hands, he would have fallen to the ground long ago to increase the friction with the contact area.
Xiaomigua signaled him to go downstairs, and he would be disabled if he was dragged down. Zhong Ping was still unwilling to accept it. As soon as he said "Wait," Xiaomigua replied firmly, "Can't wait."
Zhong Ping asked hurriedly: "Why can't you tell me again, okay? After you finish speaking, I will follow you obediently, okay? Besides, my luggage is still there. Did you check out just now? Why are you in such a hurry..."
Little Migua didn't hear what Zhong Ping was saying at all, and knew what Zhong Ping was asking, so she answered quickly: "Only you can save them."
Before Zhong Ping could digest the meaning of his words, he was already standing on the stairs, with his knees slightly bent and reaching out to lift Zhong Ping up with his hands. Zhong Ping immediately shouted: "Hey——" He successfully lifted Xiao Mi
Gua was stunned, and then he sat back with all his strength: "Wait a minute, wait a minute! Can I walk on my own? The coat trough makes you drag it until the soles of your shoes are worn flat. Why can't you? Come on, please install a wheel for me..."
Xiaomigua was very happy. She gave way to the stairs, straightened her arms and made a "go this way" gesture: "Let's go."