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Chapter 434 Thundering, Who Else Can I Have!

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went in,

out again,

Equivalent to:

it's dark,

It's on again.

The old Taoist took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the unceasing sadness in his heart, suppressed the tears in his eyes, and said to himself:

"The boss must be busy, so there is no way to pick me up,

Yes,

It must be so.

The boss said,

Among so many employees under his command, he values ​​me the most. "

The old man walked out and stood by the road, ready to take a taxi back to the bookstore.

A van drove past him,

The veteran waved his hand habitually,

For a person of his age and having spent most of his life traveling all over the world,

This kind of blocking of bullock carts or four-wheeled cars is a common thing to do.

Maybe some young people feel embarrassed to do this,

But the old Taoist who often wanders in the rivers and lakes clearly knows the truth of being convenient to others,

In this society, there are still many kind-hearted people.

Furthermore, it is not very easy to take a taxi here.

The van stopped, and an old man in his sixties, with white hair but looking very energetic, came out. With a cigarette in his mouth, he shouted:

"Brother, where are you going?"

"South Street."

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, get in the car, I'm going back."

Lao Dao got into the car and found that there were two other people in the car, a man and a woman, not too young, the woman looked about forty years old, and the man was estimated to be fifty years old, with a hunchback.

Even when Lao Dao got into the car, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

The woman smiled at the old Taoist with some enthusiasm, and there were thousands of amorous feelings flowing between her eyebrows and eyes.

The old man's heart immediately went numb,

Fresh and delicious big sister smashed!

But when he thought about why he entered the detention center and got into a lawsuit, the old man subconsciously shuddered again,

After shivering,

It's tasteless,

Even this big girl who was flirting with her was not as cute as before.

"Brother, are you coming to see your child?"

The white-haired old man who was driving asked while driving.

The old man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and he was dressed in a foreign style, at least for people in their sixties, it was considered a relatively trendy one.

If you dance the old people's dance on the sunset red square, you will definitely be a social butterfly,

Don't think that the old men and aunts who dance in the square are all pure friendship.

"No, I was just released."

heard that,

The hunchbacked old man suddenly raised his head and took a special look at the old man.

The fifty-year-old girl next to her had more water in her eyes, as if she was about to spray it out.

"Hey!" The old man who drove the car laughed and said, "Brother, what did you do? You have been locked up for so long?"

In fact, Lao Dao was regarded as a criminal suspect and stayed in the detention center for a while.

But in the eyes of these people,

It seems to have been locked inside for decades,

Maybe when he went in, he was still the big-bodied, round-faced and arrogant Brother Long,

After coming out, he will become a scrawny old man of seventy.

The old man touched his chest,

Pretending to be dispirited,

Said with emotion:

"Nothing,

careless,

kill. "

for a while,

The three people in the van immediately heard the sound of breathing.

The hunchbacked old man was no longer hunchbacked, and he turned sideways and smiled at the old Taoist. This old hunchback was wearing a liberation cap and plastic shoes, and he looked like an honest old farmer.

But when he smiled, the old Taoist saw the two rows of white teeth in his mouth,

This guy,

It is definitely not farming.

The big girl next to him deliberately rubbed herself against the old Taoist,

The two drooping big pumpkins are still very powerful!

The old Taoist's nostrils are almost puffed up,

This is pretending,

value!

The car entered the urban area, heading towards South Street, that's right.

The old Taoist also asked, "What do brothers and sisters do?"

"For transportation." The old man who drove the car replied, "Run errands, sell some medicinal materials in the mountains and so on, and earn some hard money."

The old Taoist nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. At this moment, he felt a little hopeful.

He misses his little monkey.

I leaned back, only to feel panicked behind me, reached out to touch, and found a statue of Guanyin.

This Guanyin statue looks very delicate, but the base is red, giving people a very weird feeling.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see this thing after decades."

"Hey, old brother is really well-informed." The old man driving responded.

"It's been a long time since I saw it, the base is painted with black dog's blood, right?"

"Right, I have a habit of running transportation in the early years, and now I put one in every car, please be safe." The old man who drove said with emotion.

The bottom of the Avalokitesvara statue is smeared with black dog blood, which is a bit blasphemous and nondescript in the eyes of outsiders.

But in the early years, especially in the 1980s and 1990s, this was the habit of many long-distance freight drivers;

At that time, driving a long-distance truck really felt like earning money with your head on your belt.

Now it’s nothing more than some oil rats stealing gasoline tanks, causing long-distance truck drivers a headache,

But at that time there were really car bandits and road tyrants.

Be more civilized, sprinkle nails on the road, and when your car comes, and the tire is punctured, there will be a tire repair shop next to it, which will repair the tire at a sky-high price.

If it's rude, the whole village goes into battle, murdering and stealing money, it's really rampant.

Anyway, from the perspective of modern people, it is unimaginable, but it happened often at that time, and the master drivers really did everything to ward off evil spirits and get good luck.

Lao Dao had ridden many long-distance trucks in the early years, and had seen this kind of Bodhisattva sculpture.

"Brother, listen to your accent, aren't you a local?" asked the old man driving.

"Well, the amount is from Shaanxi."

"Ha, fellow!"

"Really?"

"Really, forget it, let's have a drink together at noon, is there anyone else in your family?"

In the eyes of the old driver, the old man was only released after being locked up for such an old age, so there should be no one at home.

"nobody."

there is a monkey

There are many, many ghosts.

"Then have a drink together, meeting is fate, isn't it?"

Before Lao Dao could refuse, the van turned into a small restaurant opposite.

"Come, come, let's have a drink together. As for me, I like to listen to stories. Old brother, please tell your story well."

The old driver is very enthusiastic.

And the old man can see,

He is so passionate,

Not pretending.

Traveling all over the world for so many years,

He can still see this way.

at the moment

The old man was still a little moved,

I guess the boss didn't come to pick him up anyway,

It's okay to have a drink and go back by yourself, right?

I just came out of the detention center, so I just took this opportunity to get rid of my bad luck.

The business of the small restaurant is very cold. The boss is sitting there playing games on his mobile phone, and when people arrive, he stands up and prepares food. He goes straight into the back kitchen without asking what to eat. He probably knows these people.

"Brother, sit down, come, let's have some white wine first."

The old driver greeted,

The hunchbacked old man and the older girl were sitting beside them.

Eating and drinking, chatting and blowing nonsense,

The old Taoist obviously only went in for a month,

He just blew out "I have been in prison for thirty years" to them.

Brainstorming,

by hearsay,

made up,

all piled up,

Anyway, for most of the old man's life, the guy who eats is on his lips.

A person who starts a live broadcast and can sell Mingbi as RMB,

How could bragging skills be poor?

this meal,

The atmosphere is so lively.

Even the hunchbacked old man who seemed to talk very little also toasted the old man with a few glasses of wine,

That big girl even drank cups with the old man twice.

After bragging about the prison, talk to them about health preservation, and after bragging about health preservation, talk about supernatural things with them.

This veteran is good at it.

There is nothing else in this life,

He is good at serving ghosts!

When the atmosphere is at its hottest,

Another car came outside, a black Mazda SUV.

The old man saw two middle-aged men getting out of the car carrying a sack.

The old driver got up, walked out, and helped them deliver the sacks to his van.

The two middle-aged people seemed to have discovered the old man in the restaurant, and they even said something to the old driver, but the old driver didn't take it seriously, the three of them smoked a cigarette outside, and the old driver came back.

"The goods have arrived, I'm going to deliver them, brother, are you ready?" the old driver asked.

"Eat well, very good."

The old man was satisfied.

eat well,

It's cool to blow,

Anyone who likes to brag knows,

When you are bragging, if there are a few people around you who are good at flattering you, it will double the coolness.

"Brother, let him drive you back." The old driver pointed to the man driving the black Mazda, "He happened to be on the way."

"Okay, okay."

Eat and drink enough,

The old man went to urinate again,

First the dragon goes out to sea,

Then came Erlongxizhu,

Followed by Sanyang Kaitai,

Then came an ambush on all sides,

well,

Getting older,

Urinary bifurcation is also normal.

After playing with the birds and having fun,

trembling,

The old man came out and found

The van has all gone.

The big girl is gone too.

The old man felt a little empty in his heart.

A middle-aged man pointed to the old man and said, "Go, let's go back by the way."

"Okay, thank you, thank you."

Lao Dao got into the car and sat in the back.

The middle-aged man started the car and drove towards South Street, which is the city center.

Thinking of going home soon,

The old man was still a little excited,

But the middle-aged man drove very fast and turned sharply. The old man just drank alcohol and felt like throwing up, but he was too embarrassed to vomit on the other car, so he could only bend down and endure it.

Swallow it back!

When you bend over and bow your head,

The old man found that there was an exercise book under the car seat.

pick it up,

It's actually a summer homework book for primary school students.

"Hey, brother, your child's homework has been left in the car, take it back quickly, don't let the child skip the summer homework, and make excuses to say that he lost his homework and get away with it."

The middle-aged man who was driving was stunned for a moment, smiled a little bluntly, and reached out to pick up his summer homework.

The old man glanced at the cover of the exercise book when he handed it over,

road:

"Yo, your daughter's name is Wang Rui,

good name, good name,

I know a person whose daughter is also named Wang Rui,

His surname is also Wang,

But let me tell you,

this man

very unlucky,

Do you know how unlucky it is,

Hahaha,

I won't tell you, you sure don't know he's so unlucky,

Ha ha ha ha………………"

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