Should he wait for Song Shuhang to return home and face him directly? Old Lu! After drinking, Old Lu's fighting strength was at least three times higher than usual. Papa Song rubbed his liver.
This brat Shuhang was really too much. If he wanted to go home, he should have called earlier. That way, he could have been mentally prepared. But now, he called only ten minutes away from home. Papa Song was caught off guard!
"Then be careful on the road. Come up and say hi to your Uncle Lu when you get home … By the way, why are you so noisy over there?" Papa Song held the phone between his fingers and said loudly — he purposely pointed out the words' Uncle Lu 'so that Song Shuhang would be mentally prepared.
"Ahaha, it's nothing. It's just that the vehicle I took this time is a bit special." Song Shuhang laughed and said, "I'll hang up first. I'll be home soon."
After saying this much, Song Shuhang hung up the phone.
Papa Song put away his phone in puzzlement — the vehicle was a bit special? What kind of vehicle could make such a loud motor sound?
A sports car? No, that wasn't the sound. The sound sounded like the engine of a transport boat that used to sail on the river, or the sound of a tractor that was rarely seen in the village.
A tractor? F * ck, it can't be, right? Papa Song felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.
No, that shouldn't be the case. He didn't skimp on Song Shuhang's living expenses, and Song Shuhang shouldn't be so poor that he would take a tractor home.
I must have misheard — perhaps it's an SUV that sounds like a tractor?
While thinking, Papa Song secretly looked at the BMW 7 Series parked in front of his house.
Son, please don't take a tractor home! Otherwise, I'll lose all my face!
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...
"Old Song, did Song Shuhang call you?" At this time, Old Lu snorted and asked with a loud and clear voice, "Is he going home?"
"Yes, yes. That Song Shuhang unexpectedly made a surprise attack and said that he'll be home soon. Mother, Song Shuhang said that he'll be home in ten minutes. Prepare some food! "Papa Song called out to Mama Song.
"Eh, he's coming back? This child … really, why didn't he tell us in advance? "Mama Song said with a smile. Luckily, they had prepared a lot of food to welcome Old Lu.
"Old Song, where is your Shuhang now? Do you need me to ask Tianyou to pick him up? Haha! " Old Lu laughed and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Shuhang for more than a year. I wonder how he looks now?"
"Ha, there's no need to trouble Tian You. The child said that he would come here by car and will be home soon. "Papa Song made a hollow laugh.
Then, Papa Song started to have a drinking competition with Old Lu.
Ten minutes … if possible, Papa Song really wanted to get Old Lu drunk. That way, it wouldn't matter which car Old Shuhang took to get here.
Because no matter how he thought about it, he always felt that the 'boom boom boom' sound was very similar to a tractor, and his heart was extremely flustered!
Unfortunately, Old Lu wasn't someone who got drunk so easily.
Ten minutes passed quickly …
Downstairs, a series of strange 'tut-tut-tut' sounds of engines could be heard.
Song Shuhang was home!
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…
When Song Shuhang was approaching his house, he found a deserted corner and tore off the invisible Runes that Senior White had pasted on the tractor. Afterward, the tractor came out of its invisible state.
As for the other Runes, Song Shuhang didn't tear them off. Otherwise, the 20-30 km/h speed of the tractor would be too fast. As long as the tractor didn't reveal itself, it would be fine. As for the problem of speed, it would be fine as long as he slowed down when he was about to reach home!
Actually, at first, Song Shuhang wanted to quietly park the tractor in an open space near his house and not drive it home — after all, it would be a bit embarrassing to drive it home. More importantly, Uncle Lu was at home. Song Shuhang knew that Uncle Lu and his father were bad friends. The two of them would compete in everything and go against each other. If he were to drive the tractor home … he didn't dare to imagine the scene.
However, after picking up the meteorite and Yunwu Daoren, Song Shuhang could only helplessly cancel this plan. He couldn't possibly carry Senior White and Yunwu Daoren home while dragging a meteorite home, right?
Therefore, in the end, Song Shuhang clenched his teeth, threw away his sense of shame and moral integrity, and drove the tractor back home.
Actually, after thinking about it, a hand-guided tractor was quite cool!
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"Is Shuhang back?" After hearing the rumbling sound, Old Lu stood up from his chair and walked toward the window while laughing. He wanted to see how Old Song's son had changed after not seeing him for a year.
When Papa Song heard the strange rumbling sound downstairs, the bad premonition in his heart became more and more obvious. With a stiff face, he followed Old Lu to the window.
The two looked downstairs at the same time.
After taking a look, Old Lu and Papa Song's complexion changed.
Downstairs, they saw that Song Shuhang was holding the handrail of the tractor with both of his hands. His whole body was moving along with the tractor, shaking from time to time, looking very excited.
Behind the tractor, there was also a big stone...
It was a tractor, and a hand-guided one at that!
What kind of play was he playing?
After a short moment … Song Shuhang elegantly stopped the tractor!
"Ahahaha, Old Song, the hand-guided tractor your son is driving is really cool, too cool! I remember that I was driving this thing twenty years ago, a hand-guided tractor, tsk tsk! Where did you find this antique? Nowadays, you can't even see this thing on the road anymore, right? "Old Lu pointed downstairs and laughed.
As soon as he thought of his son's BMW 7 Series and the hand-guided tractor that Old Song's son drove home, Old Lu felt very happy. With this joke, he would be happy for an entire year!
On the side, Papa Song's complexion turned green. He clenched his teeth and wished that he could run downstairs and beat up Song Shuhang.
This bastard actually used a tractor to get home! Moreover, he didn't ride it, but Song Shuhang himself drove it home!
Moreover, it was a freaking hand-guided tractor!
Papa Song felt as though his liver was going to break!
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...
Downstairs. After Song Shuhang stopped the tractor, he carried a figure on his shoulder.
"There's a guest?" Papa Song's complexion slightly eased.
But why was Song Shuhang carrying a guest on his shoulder?
Just as he was in deep thoughts, Song Shuhang flipped over the tractor and found another person next to the big stone — this person was very vile!
Papa Song could see that this person didn't have many clothes on him. In broad daylight, his whole body was naked. What kind of scandal was this?
Song Shuhang casually grabbed the person behind the tractor and put him on his other shoulder.
Then, with one person on his left shoulder and the other on his right, he staggered toward his house.
"What kind of play is this?" Old Lu asked with a puzzled expression.
Papa Song shook his head. How would he know what was going on?
* * * * * *
Very soon, Song Shuhang went upstairs and knocked on the door.
Mama Song ran over and opened the door.
After seeing him, Mama Song worriedly asked, "Song Shuhang, what's going on with the two people on your shoulders?"
"Hahaha, don't worry about it." Song Shuhang lifted his left shoulder. Venerable White was still in secluded meditation. "The one on the left is my good friend. I invited him to my house as a guest. But on the way there, he got sleepy and fell asleep. He's always in a deep sleep. No matter how hard I try to wake him up, he won't wake up. "
"..." Mama Song looked at Venerable White. Not only did he not wake up, he was sleeping too deeply.
Venerable White was hanging on Song Shuhang's shoulder. His long hair was hanging upside down … his hands were hanging down powerlessly, and his legs, which were hanging on Song Shuhang's back, were swaying along with Shuhang's movements.
To be able to sleep so soundly in such a situation, this kid's sleep quality was really good!
Mama Song sighed and said, "Sigh, quickly hand this girl over to me. She's just a girl, and you still have the nerve to carry her up here? "
Mama Song looked at Venerable White's long black hair and Venerable White's slender figure. Therefore, she mistook him for Venerable White at first glance.
"What girl? Cough, cough. Mom, Bai … Song Bai is a man. It's just that he has long hair. He's an academic, so long hair is very common. "Song Shuhang made up a story.
Luckily, Zhao Yaya wasn't at his house at this time. Otherwise, she would be able to tell that Song Shuhang was lying.
"What? It's a boy?" Mama Song was disappointed.
She thought that Song Shuhang had finally become enlightened and knew how to bring a girl home! She didn't expect that this blockhead would bring a boy home as a guest after a year of university was almost over.
"What about the one on the right?" Mama Song looked at Yunwu Daoren on the right and was startled — this guy looked a bit miserable. His face was covered in blood? His body seemed to have been burned by fire. There was a burnt smell, and his clothes were burned to tatters. However, his exposed skin was intact, and there were no signs of burns.
"This is a wounded person I found on the side of the road. I took a look at him, and he only suffered some flesh wounds. However, he fainted. I thought it wasn't good for him to be lying outside the hospital, so I brought him home. "Song Shuhang revealed a kind smile.
"You …" Mama Song helplessly pressed her forehead. She was really helpless against her son's' good guy 'nature, "Shouldn't you call the hospital first? What if you carelessly move the wounded person and aggravate his condition? "
There was one more thing that Mama Song didn't say — what if the wounded person wanted to blackmail her? At that time, she would have to explain herself.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Song Shuhang smiled and said, "I know this person. I'll call his relatives to pick him up later. He won't cause any trouble! "
"You know him? That's good. "Mama Song sighed and said," Alright, don't dawdle at the door. Quickly move them in. Put the wounded person in the guest room, and your friend can stay in your room. "
"Sure, no problem." While carrying Venerable White and Yunwu Daoren, Song Shuhang greeted Papa Song and Uncle Lu, who were sitting by the window, as he passed through the living room.
Then, he carried Venerable White and Yunwu Daoren into the bedroom without even blushing or gasping for breath.
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...
Old Lu leaned against the window and said to Papa Song, "Your Shuhang is quite strong, huh?"
He was able to carry two people up the stairs in one breath, and he didn't even pant.
"This kid is quite strong," Papa Song said with a smile. Speaking of which, did Song Shuhang grow taller recently? He was much taller than the last time.
"Let's go downstairs and try out your son's tractor." Old Lu poked at Papa Song's sore spot. "I haven't touched a hand-guided tractor in years!"
Driving a hand-guided tractor was just an excuse. Old Lu was clearly trying to provoke Papa Song.
"Old bastard, don't mess around. Aren't you afraid of getting into an accident after drinking so much? "Papa Song snorted.
"I'm afraid of birds. Twenty years ago, I used erguotou with my left hand and a hand-guided tractor with my right, and nothing happened, right? I know how much I can drink. Moreover, I'm just driving it to the side of Baijing Street. What's there to be afraid of? " Old Lu said proudly. Then, he waved his hand toward Lu Tianyou, who was in the living room. "Tianyou, come here and help me operate the tractor. We're going for a stroll!"
Operate the tractor? Lu Tianyou really wanted to cry at this time.
Papa Song sighed and had no choice but to accompany Old Lu — he had no choice but to follow him. What if Old Lu went crazy and drove the tractor to a faraway place and got drunk?
The three of them went downstairs. Old Lu excitedly climbed onto the driver's seat and caressed the tractor's handrail with both hands.
Time waits for no man. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years had passed, and his son had already grown up.
Although he wanted to poke at Papa Song's sore spot, he really wanted to try driving a hand-guided tractor. Actually, he really wanted to miss the feeling of driving a hand-guided tractor.
"Tianyou, don't just stand there. Go to the front and operate the tractor!" Old Lu said to his son.
Lu Tianyou forced a smile and grabbed the handle of the tractor. Then, he raised his butt and started to operate the tractor. When he was a child, he often saw Old Lu operating the tractor. Therefore, he was very familiar with it.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The hand-guided tractor started up again.
"Get on, get on. You two go to the back. I'll give you a stroll! "Old Lu shouted excitedly.
Papa Song helplessly climbed to the back of the tractor.
The corner of Lu Tianyou's mouth twitched. "I don't need to go up, right?"
"Bah! If you don't go up and the tractor dies halfway, who's going to operate it?" Old Lu said angrily.
Lu Tianyou forced a smile and climbed to Papa Song's side.
Lu Tianyou looked at the stone and asked, "Speaking of which, why did Shuhang bring this huge stone back?"
Papa Song shook his head.
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Upstairs, Song Shuhang had just placed Yunwu Daoren down and placed Venerable White on his bed when he heard the sound of the tractor starting up downstairs.
Song Shuhang quickly ran to the window and looked down.
Then, he saw Uncle Lu excitedly sitting on the tractor's seat. Papa Song and Lu Tianyou were sitting in the back of the tractor. The tractor slowly started to move.
Holy sh * t! Song Shuhang immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
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