As soon as Lo Fong's annual meeting was over, Xiao Luo checked out of his house in Gong Village, packed his luggage, and embarked on the journey back home with Zhang Dashan.
Both of them were from the Xi Province and belonged to the same city, but they were in two different counties. The two counties were more than 100 kilometers apart. They had visited each other's houses many times during their university days, and their families were familiar with them.
"How long are we going to be stuck here?"
The car was stuck in a traffic jam on the highway. Zhang Dashan said angrily, "What highway? Haha, even walking is faster than this!"
Xiao Luo lowered his seat and reclined comfortably on it. "Isn't this expected? It's the peak season of homecoming." He said calmly.
"Bro, I'm just trying my luck. Another reason is to drive this car back to show off. I want to let my neighbors know that I'm doing well outside and satisfy my vanity. If I had known that the traffic on the highway would be so constipated, I would never have driven back just to show off. I would have definitely taken a plane." Zhang Dashan was impatient and impatient. How could he bear such a long and seemingly endless wait?
Xiao Luo was too lazy to pay attention to him. He closed his eyes comfortably and rested.
After waiting for four or five hours, the car finally started moving.
Zhang Dashan cursed as he started the car. He got off the highway at the next toll booth and chose to take the national highway.
As it turned out, his choice was correct. The highway behind him was congested for at least a dozen kilometers. As he drove leisurely on the national highway, he could not help but cast a sympathetic look at the poor guys stuck on the viaduct.
"Old Xiao, look at those guys. They're stuck like idiots. Hahaha …"
On the surface, it seemed like he was sympathizing with them, but in reality, he was gloating. Zhang Dashan could not stop laughing and was in a good mood.
He turned his head and found that Xiao Luo had fallen asleep. He suddenly became angry and raised his big hand to smack Xiao Luo's thigh. "F * ck, sleep your a * s. It's your turn to drive. I've been driving for six or seven hours. I'm already tired."
He was the only one who dared to treat Xiao Luo like this.
Xiao Luo stretched lazily and asked him to pull over and take his place as the driver.
In order to get home as soon as possible, Xiao Luo stepped on the accelerator and let the Land Rover roar to life. The national highway was not like the highway, and there were many potholes along the road. When Xiao Luo sped past several large potholes without braking, Zhang Dashan immediately called for him to stop. It was too f * cking painful. This was his car. Although it was durable, it was not meant to be driven like this.
"F * ck, so you don't feel bad because it's not your car? Do you believe that I won't beat you to death? It's very cruel." Zhang Dashan cursed.
Xiao Luo shrugged indifferently.
For the rest of the journey, Zhang Dashan didn't dare to let Xiao Luo drive the car. The next afternoon, they finally arrived at Zhoukou City in the Western Province.
Xiao Luo found it troublesome and went back by himself.
Thus, they went back to their respective homes, each looking for their mothers, and promised to meet again after the new year.
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Taking the bus was not a big deal. There were too many people at the station and the environment on the bus was not good. Xiao Luo opened the app on his phone to see if there was a ride to the county. He saw that there was one and quickly booked it.
About 20 minutes later, a white Chevrolet stopped in front of him. He looked at the license plate and saw that it was the ride he booked on his phone.
When the car window rolled down, the driver and Xiao Luo were stunned at the same time.
"Wax Gourd!"
"Xiao Luo!"
The two shouted each other's name at the same time. The driver was a young man about the same age as him. He was wearing a checkered shirt, had clean and neat short hair, thick eyebrows, a long face, and a very special feature — a short neck. It could almost be said that he did not have a neck.
The young man's name was Xiao Qiudong, and he was from Luo Village. Xiao Luo and he grew up together and could be said to be childhood friends. Because of his short neck, everyone gave him the nickname "Wax Gourd."
From elementary school to middle school, the two had a very good relationship. They separated when they were admitted to different high schools, but they often contacted each other. When they entered university, the number of times they contacted each other became less and less. It was not that Xiao Luo did not contact him, but that Xiao Qiudong had entered society first. Every time they contacted each other, he would quickly hang up with the excuse that he did not have time to do anything.
After Xiao Luo graduated from university and entered society, the two never contacted each other again. He once tried to contact Xiao Qiudong, but the other person's mobile phone number had changed and did not tell him the new number. Last year when he went home for the new year, Xiao Qiudong loudly teased him in front of everyone. He still remembered what he said as if it was yesterday.
"So what if you went to university? You still have to work. With a fixed salary of four or five thousand yuan a month, you can't afford a house or a car. It's better to enter society earlier to hone yourself. Work experience is better than any diploma."
It seemed that he was promoting the useless theory of studying, but in fact, he was stepping on him to raise himself. At that time, Xiao Qiudong had already bought a car. As a peer, Xiao Luo was completely inferior.
Xiao Luo originally thought that Xiao Qiudong was a friend that he could make a deep friendship with, but last year's incident made him realize that his childhood friend had changed. The friendship between them had long been diluted by the long river of time.
When Xiao Qiudong saw that it was Xiao Luo, his expression was obviously very unnatural for a brief moment, but it quickly disappeared and he showed a warm smile. "So it was you who hitched a ride. Damn, this is too much of a coincidence. Did you just come back from abroad?"
"Yes."
Xiao Luo squeezed out a smile and nodded. Although the relationship between the two was very subtle, he still had to do the formalities.
He looked at the front passenger seat and saw a woman sitting there. This woman's face was very delicate and pretty, and she was holding a three to four-month-old child in her arms.
"This is my wife, Li Honglian. Wife, this is my childhood friend, Xiao Luo. We grew up together and have a very good relationship." Xiao Qiudong introduced generously.
"Hello!"
Li Honglian politely greeted Xiao Luo.
"Hello."
Xiao Luo nodded and frowned slightly because Li Honglian's accent was very awkward and coquettish.
Xiao Qiudong answered his question and said with a smile, "My wife is from Taiwan. Her accent is like this. You'll get used to it."
"Oh, I see." Xiao Luo suddenly understood.
"Don't just stand there, get in the car. Hey, you bought so many things for your family. You're so filial. Put them all in the trunk." Xiao Qiudong said and bent down to open the trunk.
Xiao Luo put the health supplements one by one in the trunk.
"Can you put them down?" Xiao Qiudong asked.
"Just tidy them up. It should be fine."
Xiao Luo neatly put the things that were originally in the trunk to one side. It took him a lot of effort to put everything down and close the trunk.
Then he opened the door and sat in the back seat.
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