However, Li He's dream did not come true. The car alighted from the G320 and took the Shanghai-Hangzhou Highway. It was raining heavily when they passed by Haining.
The heavy rain poured down from the dark clouds and hit the car loudly. The windshield wipers could not clear the waterfall-like rainwater no matter how hard they tried. It was no longer of much use, and the car's vision was blurred.
To make matters worse, the car fell into a pit, and the wheels kept spinning in the cement pit, refusing to get out.
"I really want to die!" Li He looked at the dark sky and only wanted to curse.
"Mr. Li, you take the steering wheel. We will go down to push the car." Yang Yong and the others took off their clothes, leaving only their underwear. They were ready to push the car in the rain.
"I will go down." Li He took off his shirt and got off the car before Yang Yong. "This road is really confusing."
Historically, the transportation between Shanghai-Hangzhou and Hangzhou was mainly by water. However, the construction of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway changed this situation, and ships were added to the water transportation.
Both the railway and the water transportation had their advantages and disadvantages. Traditional water transportation used natural waterways, but the speed, transportation conditions, and transportation capacity were far inferior to land transportation.
Therefore, the construction of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Highway began in 1925, starting from Shanghai and Zhejiang at the same time. It was officially opened in 1932. Shi Liangcai, the newspaper magnate and the general manager of Shen Bao, was assassinated on this highway.
Over the years, the road was only repaired, and there were many potholes on the road, big and small.
However, he still wanted to complain that there was no direct flight between the two places, not now, and not in the future.
"I found a few bricks. Everyone, push together. I will push it in." Dong Hao shouted in the heavy rain.
The four of them worked together to push the car in the rain. After struggling for more than 20 minutes, the car's tires were still spinning in the mud. It was not easy to get some strength, and the car slid down quickly. The bricks under the car were useless.
"Pull the handbrake and step on the accelerator." Li He wiped the rainwater off his forehead and shouted to Yang Yong. However, Yang Yong tried several times, but it was not successful. "He is a second-rate driver. Old Dong, you go and replace him. "
As for Yang Yong's driving skills, Li He did not dare to compliment him. He still needed an experienced driver like Dong Hao.
Without a word, Dong Hao walked to the driver's seat, waved at Yang Yong, and took his place. Yang Yong had no choice but to get out of the car and push with everyone else.
"Old Dong, pull the handbrake gently." After Li He finished talking to Dong Hao, he ran to the back of the car and shouted, "I'll shout 123. Everyone, together."
Black smoke rose from the back of the car. Suddenly, everyone felt their hands loosen. The car had finally escaped from the mud pit.
Li He let out a long breath and washed the mud off his hands and feet with rainwater before getting back on the car.
Li He said as he wiped his body with dry clothes. "Is there any hotel or restaurant in front? Let's find a place to rest for a while. We can't walk on this road. The rain is heavy, and it's not safe to drive."
Yang Yong said, "Yes, Old Dong. Turn left at the intersection ahead. There's a restaurant there. Let's go in and rest."
Dong Hao nodded. He followed Yang Yong's directions and found a restaurant.
It seemed that many people had the same idea as Li He and the others. There were many big and small cars parked at the entrance. The small restaurant could not accommodate so many people. Many people came late and were either under the roof or sitting in the cars.
Li He was also wearing a pair of trousers and slippers as he stood under the eaves. The eaves were extended by a rain cloth, and from time to time, a few drops of rain would leak out. He had to be careful not to extinguish his cigarette as he smoked.
Yang Yong said, "I told the restaurant owner to make room for you. You can rest for a while."
Li He waved his hand. "I'm not that delicate. We'll wait here until the rain stops. Oh, right. Ask the owner to make some ginger soup. Everyone should drink some so that you won't catch a cold. "
Feeling a little cold, he put on the shirt that was draped over his shoulder.
Yang Yong found a chair for him and made a new pot of tea. He leaned against the wall in a daze. He waited until it was drizzling, but the sky was still dark.
"It's only two o 'clock?" Li He looked at his watch and was surprised. From the color of the sky, he thought it would be evening soon.
"You didn't sleep for long." Yang Yong refilled Li He's teapot.
Li He nodded. "Thank you. Let's go now."
Everyone stood up and prepared to set off again.
The passengers of a minibus had an argument with the driver. The passengers wanted to get on the bus, but the driver wouldn't let them.
"Hey, why do we have to pay for the tickets?" Some passengers complained.
"We only brought this much money …"
"We agreed on 20 yuan …"
Some passengers looked terrified.
"You paid for the previous car, but you didn't pay for this car!" Zhao Yu said. If you don't pay, you can stay here … "The driver looked unreasonable.
"Sigh, what should we do? How about you drop me off and my son will pick me up. He'll give you the money, okay?" After a stalemate of about ten minutes, a white-haired old lady in coarse clothes couldn't take it anymore. She started begging. She bent over and took out a handkerchief from her pocket. She opened it and held it in front of the driver. "Look, look, I really don't have any money. I only sold the tea at home for 21 yuan. After paying the fare of 20.50 yuan, I only have 50 yuan left."
"Shoo, shoo, shoo." The driver slapped the handkerchief away. He obviously didn't care for a few pennies.
The old lady staggered and almost fell.
But inevitably, the basket that she had been carrying on her arm fell to the ground. Yellow and white liquid flowed out of the basket. The eggs inside were broken.
"This is for my wife to eat during her confinement." The old lady cried.
Li He looked coldly at the tall and strong drivers blocking the entrance of the minibus.
Both sides had heavy accents. He didn't really understand them, but even though he couldn't hear them clearly, he knew what had happened. It was the most common act of ripping off customers.
He could tell just by looking at the license plate. The shiny license plate must have been smeared with oil and soil. After the soil was washed away by the rain, only oil was left. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to see the license plate clearly.
These private cars or private long-distance buses relied on dumping customers for a living. These days, whether by bus or by boat, the probability of encountering them was high. Compared to dumping or ripping off customers, the ones who dumped customers were more conscientious. After all, they could get you to your destination.
Yang Yong said, "Judging from the accent, it's from Liyang. It's similar to ours."
He was from Jiangyin, and the two places weren't far apart. He could understand them.
Dong Hao said, "It should be from your side. The license plate is from Changzhou."
Li He smiled. "That's right. Nothing is peaceful these days."
Yang Yong said, "These passengers came with the previous car. They had already paid, but after they arrived here, the previous car sold them to this car and left. If this bus continues to collect money, the passengers won't be happy. "
Li He sneered, "It's just a common trick. The two cars are colluding with each other. They just want to extort more money."
After that, he pouted at Zhang Bing.
"Watch me." Zhang Bing understood. He threw the can of Coke in his hand at the driver who spoke the loudest.
He was good at throwing knives, so there was no reason that he couldn't throw the can. The can bounced on the driver's head and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the chaotic scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were on Zhang Bing.
Li He sat on the chair again, crossed his legs, and held the teapot.
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