Yang Jing drove his uncle and eldest uncle-in-law to play around Fuxin for two days. Actually, there was not much to do. It was freezing cold in this season and it was not the best time for travel.

After a general walk, Yang Jing and the other three prepared to go back. The main reason was that Yang Jing's aunt called them yesterday and told them to come back if they had time, as there were some things at home that needed to be taken care of.

As a result, when they were about to leave, a big surprise came. Dad Yang was standing next to the Wrangler with a travel bag and a suitcase, waiting for the three of them.

Yang Jing exclaimed in surprise: "Dad, what are you doing..."

"Haha, son, you've always wanted me to go back, haven't you? I'm going back with you guys!"

The uncle also said excitedly: "Second brother, it's great that you can think it through. Let's go home together."

After starting the car and getting on the road, Yang Jing excitedly asked his father who was driving. His father also liked this Wrangler very much, so he naturally took the driver's seat.

"Dad, your work here..."

"It's nothing. I told Malu that night and asked him to find a replacement as soon as possible. The replacement arrived yesterday. I spent a day doing a simple handover. I don't have anything to do here anymore."

"Then will my uncle Malu be willing to let you go?"

"Of course he doesn't want me to go, but he can't. I can't work with him until he retires at 60, right? Besides, I've been wandering around for the past ten years, and I'm really tired of this kind of life, so I decided to quit! Your Uncle Malu won't say anything else, he knows my situation."

My uncle-in-law smiled and said, "Old Yang, it's good to go back. Now Yang Jing can make a lot of money. You can let your son take care of you in your old age. It's time for you to take a rest."

Father Yang rarely made a face and laughed: "Haha, that's what I thought!"

The way back is not much easier than the way here. China's economy is growing too fast, and the people have more and more money in their hands, so the number of private cars has also increased rapidly. The most direct manifestation is that no matter how the road is repaired, it always feels not enough.

Just when we passed Tianjin and turned onto the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway, a car accident occurred ahead and the traffic on the expressway was jammed for five or six kilometers.

Regardless of the cold, my dad rolled down the car window and opened the sunroof at the same time. He then took out a box of cigarettes and handed them to my uncle and my eldest uncle-in-law one by one. The three big smokers just sat in the car and started puffing smoke.

Yang Jing wanted to say: "Dear elders, this is my car..."

As a result, when that expression was revealed, Yang's father's eyes suddenly widened, and the expression was self-evident - you little bastard, your dad can't smoke in the car!

Well, I won’t say anything more. If we can’t afford to offend, can’t we just hide away?

Yang Jing put on his windbreaker, opened the car door and walked out. He could faintly hear his father say, "There are so many cars nowadays that it's unimaginable. I remember the year Yang Jing was born, the Jide Expressway was under construction. At that time, we were at the construction site and thought, wow, such a wide road, how many cars can run on it! But after only 20 years, this road is no longer passable..."

Yang Jing listened to his father complaining in the car, looked at the endless flow of traffic, and shook his head helplessly. There was nothing he could do about the situation.

The traffic jam lasted for more than two hours before it was gradually cleared. When Yang Jing drove past the accident site, the situation there had not yet been resolved. Thousands of cars could only pass through the emergency lane one by one, which was really as slow as a turtle.

This was a chain car accident. A 17.5-meter flat-head trailer was in the front, and behind it was a fully loaded large truck. Between these two vehicles were two small cars that were so small that their shapes could no longer be recognized.

Those two cars were in such a miserable state that Yang Jing couldn't help but feel terrified after just one glance at them.

The two small cars squeezed between the two large trucks were only two meters long at most. Both cars were squeezed into a pile of iron. As for the people inside, there was no need to even think about it. They were probably turned into meat paste...

My uncle and my eldest uncle also sighed. My eldest uncle even said, "Yang Jing, why don't we get off the highway and take the national road? Damn, looking at the miserable state of these two cars, I really don't dare to drive on the highway anymore."

As a full-time driver, Yang's father is used to this kind of situation. "Old Sun, let me tell you, you can't blame the two big trucks entirely. The drivers of the two small cars in the middle that had the accident are definitely idiots! You said you drive a small car and don't stay away from the big trucks. Either you speed up and overtake the big trucks, or you stay away from such big guys. You have to run behind the big trucks. As long as the big truck in front has an emergency and brakes, the small car behind will definitely not run away! Not to mention that these two guys were so brave that they dared to run between the two big trucks. They simply don't know how to write the word death!"

Yang Jing deeply agreed with this.

When driving a car on a highway, especially on a domestic highway, the most taboo thing is not speeding or violating traffic rules. The most taboo thing is to follow a large truck or have a large truck behind you!

Experienced drivers who often drive on highways all know one thing: cherish your life and stay away from large trucks and buses!

Why stay away from big trucks? Almost everyone knows that if a fully loaded big truck has an emergency, it will lock all the wheels and still can't stop immediately. As long as there is a small car in front, the small car will definitely be the unlucky one. If the big truck fails to brake in time and doesn't crush the small car in front into a piece of iron, it means your car is strong.

Therefore, you must never get too close to large trucks on the highway.

As for the bus, haha...

Those bus drivers are crazy! Although the bus regulations are so strict now, these bus drivers still drive the bus like an F1 car on the highway...

Because of such a tragic car accident on the road, Yang Jing drove very carefully for the remaining less than 200 kilometers. In addition, there were indeed many cars on the road, so Yang Jing drove for nearly three hours before he safely drove the car off the highway.

After sending his uncle and eldest uncle home, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Yang Jing and his father returned home.

Although my mother had already eaten at my grandfather's house, when my husband came back, my mother still accompanied my husband and son to a restaurant outside for another meal.

However, when my mother learned that my father was not going to go back this time, her face was full of joy. She was so happy that she even drank half a pound of wine with my father.

It doesn’t matter. As a son, Yang Jing knows his mother’s alcohol tolerance best. There is no need to describe his mother’s alcohol tolerance specifically. It can be directly expressed by a seven-digit phone number - 7829, 54.

The transliteration of this set of numbers is - 70 or 80 taels of wine, no problem!

PS: I would like to thank " 从，前彳疒" for the reward of 100.