Chapter 132
Door frame: ...
After finishing his work and calming down, the day passed by. The next morning, Qiao Lin went online after dinner to change into a new set of clothes, and then took Bei Gu to the carriage to sit down. Then he went offline and set off: "Let's go. Lunch is in the pot, remember to eat."
"Yes, yes, I heard it." Bei Qiao poked his head out of the bathroom holding a toothbrush holder: "Be careful on the road."
After teasing Tangyuan with a catnip for a while, Bei Qiao felt her stomach and felt that she had almost digested the food. She went online and prepared to drive away. Before leaving, she checked her parents' sitting position and spread a quilt on the ground to prevent them from bumping into each other.
Before leaving, Beiqiao held Dudu and rubbed him for a while. Dudu was now a big kid who could look after the house independently. When he saw his owner harnessing the car, he knew his owner was going out. Although he was a little reluctant, he still wagged his tail and rubbed Beiqiao, not getting angry with him.
"Be good, I'll take you out when I'm free." Bei Qiao rubbed the dog's head.
Putting down Dudu, Bei Qiao drove out of the escort agency, jumped out of the carriage and locked the door. Yu Qian, who lived across the street, was squatting at the door watching the fun. Seeing Bei Qiao leave, she quickly stood up and waved: "Good morning, Qiao'er! Are you going to work during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"I'm not working, just going out. What are you looking at?" Bei Qiao pulled the padlock: Well, it's locked.
"There's a quarrel next door. Hey, do you know how poisonous dodder is?"
"What's poisonous about it?" Bei Qiao was stunned for a moment: I have never heard that dodder is poisonous.
"Oh, keep your voice down!" Yu Qian raised her index finger and shushed twice. "That enthusiastic neighbor I told you about last time, remember? She caught her husband having an affair, so she added dodder seeds to the dishes... Is dodder seeds really non-toxic? Her husband has been crying and cursing in the yard for an hour."
Bei Qiao recalled: "Really not, the worst case scenario would be that I couldn't stand up..."
Yu Qian opened her mouth wide: "Being paralyzed is not a big deal. She is really risking her life!" She would rather sacrifice herself than let her husband become paralyzed. What kind of spirit is this!
"It's not paralysis, it's standing." Bei Qiao waved his hands: "It's just that I can't have sex, I won't die." But it's possible that I'll be angry to death.
"I can't have sex...ah! It's that leg that can't stand up!" Yu Qian understood and also understood why the neighbor's husband was crying: "Then I'd better not go out for the next two days." What if he got angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, scolding anyone he caught? She couldn't run into the gunpoint.
"You can do whatever you want. I'm leaving first." Bei Qiao jumped into the front compartment of the car and pulled the reins: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"Happy holidays!" Yu Qian waved and watched Bei Qiao's carriage leave: What are you doing today? Why not go to the supermarket and take advantage of the holiday activities to stock up on things that you can use on a daily basis. When should I call home? It's so annoying. I don't want to call. Every time I call home, I get urged to get married after just a few words. Urge, urge, urge, what's the point of urging this thing? Who needs to urge something that's beneficial?
After roaring silently at the otherworldly sky for a while, Yu Qian patted her face, went back to her room, and logged off, planning to go out for some shopping in the real world. Since achieving financial freedom, she'd moved away from the home she'd lived in for over twenty years, like an ostrich, and rarely called home. Her parents believed they loved her, and she knew it, so she simply chose to leave, giving up on the impossible attempts to persuade them.
Yu Qian: It's the 25th century, why do some people still think that people have to get married? It's so annoying. Let's go eat something good today to comfort ourselves.
Yu Qian logged off and went out. On the other side, Bei Qiao drove from Yuanshan Village and headed towards Linjie City with the bodies of his parents.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival in both the otherworld and reality, but for bandits, it's impossible to celebrate. They only reluctantly celebrate it when the harvest is good. Therefore, on his way, Bei Qiao encountered bandits again, and there were more than one group.
On the way, she encountered a scholar who claimed to have been robbed by bandits, now penniless and anxious to return home. Facing his suggestive gaze, Bei Qiao expressed deep sympathy for his plight, then calmly sped up the carriage: "Is it a trend in this other world these days to chase carriages on foot? Horse-drawn carriages are truly utterly disrespectful in front of these people."
Chasing cars on foot seemed to be the scholar's evil hobby. After realizing Bei Qiao's attitude was rather perfunctory, he changed his target and caught up with a donkey cart on the opposite side, chatting while running. Fortunately, the old man driving the cart was quite talkative, although he was a little hard of hearing. The two of them chatted about completely different things and surprisingly continued to talk.
Seeing that the other party was not too persistent, Bei Qiao relaxed her guard and turned to lift the car curtain. Looking at her parents who were sitting very steadily in the car, she did not deliberately speed up.
The weather in this otherworld was beautiful today, and the carriages on the road were moving very fast, as if they were all in a hurry to return home. A child, growing impatient in the carriage, tried to climb out by clinging to the window. Their parents caught them in time, dragged them back and spanked them. Their cries were so intense that even the frowning coachman nearby couldn't help but laugh.
But traveling like this is really too slow. When will faster means of transportation be developed here? Bei Qiao looked up at the sky with his chin in his hand in boredom: I wonder if I can see trains and cars appear in another world in my lifetime.
Because the road was jammed with carriages, Bei Qiao still hadn't reached Linjie City until his parents returned home that afternoon. Qiao Lin, having changed his clothes, put the dishes in the dishwasher and urged Bei Gu to take over the driving, leaving Bei Qiao to rest for a while.
Finally freed from her journey, Bei Qiao took off her holographic glasses, stretched out on the sofa, and heard Qiao Lin calling her to go out for food. After struggling for a while, she finally got up and opened the door: "I'll be right there..."
Because Bei Gu was not very familiar with the road, when they were driving near a fork in the road, he called Bei Qiao back to continue driving, and he went offline to cook.
Bei Qiao drove the rest of the way, arriving at the inn before dinner. He parked the carriage in the backyard with familiarity. Qiao Lin and Bei Gu logged in together, disembarked from the carriage, and went to the inn to book a room. After returning to their rooms, they immediately logged off to eat dinner. Bei Qiao, who had logged off earlier, had already served dinner, even the glutinous rice balls.
After eating a few mooncakes in reality, Qiao Lin and Bei Gu decided to take a break before going online. They would stay in the other world for a while: "What's the point of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the other world? It's better to log off early and watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala."
"Traveling is the same, it's all about seeing something new." Bei Qiao put the dishes into the dishwasher: "Let's go out together later."
"No, I'm with your mother, I won't get lost."
"OK."
The Mid-Autumn Festival in this other world was indeed lively. Even before it was completely dark, food stalls were already set up outside, and all sorts of beautiful lanterns were hung. Natives dressed in beautiful clothes walked together, chatting and laughing along the way. Linjie City was bustling everywhere...
"There are a lot of thieves." Bei Qiao had just thrown away a thief who tried to steal her purse when a strange child came running out from nowhere and hugged her legs: "Where are you from? This is..." Whose child is this?
"Sorry, this is my child, sorry, sorry..." Just when Bei Qiao was playing tug-of-war with the child, a woman in plain clothes squeezed out from the crowd, walked forward with a smile and pulled the child's arm.
"Oh." Bei Qiao glanced at the other person, bent down and struggled to pick up the child who refused to let go, and shouted to the crowd: "If anyone has lost a child, come and claim them!"
"This is my child!" The woman's face changed, and she put on an expression of "an honest person being bullied". She opened her mouth to speak, but Bei Qiao pressed a finger on her shoulder, and she fainted on the spot: "Shut up, human trafficker." If it was someone else, Bei Qiao might be in the mood to explain the flaws of this person, but facing the human traffickers, she was in no mood to reason with them, and even felt a little regretful that she did not have the ability to disguise herself.
Bei Qiao: I really want to disguise myself as an old coffin ladle, beat up the human traffickers, and then tremblingly ask the officers whether I want to pay with my life... Of course, the person beaten by the old coffin ladle has nothing to do with me, Qiao Qiao.
Unlike some fictional protagonists who allow others to slander them while hesitating and stammering, Bei Qiao decisively tackled the man and, shouting, moved closer to the patrol. She had left the trafficker where he was, and if nothing unexpected happened, he wouldn't wake up for half an hour. Just in case, she had also given him a complete set of dislocated limbs.
The crowd, too noisy to hear the woman's words, gathered around someone helping the child find his parents and joined in. The trafficker, either deliberately or unintentionally forgotten, lay there, unattended, and was trampled on several times by passersby while unconscious.
There were many people watching the lantern festival and the crowd was a bit crowded. Bei Qiao saw the constable, but it took some effort for him to get close to him while holding the child.
"Someone's looking for a child over there. Why don't you go over and take a look?" An enthusiastic girl pointed to the distance and asked, "Maybe they are the child's parents?"
"I'm worried that someone else will pretend to be the child's parents." Bei Qiao held the child in his arms and weighed him: This child looks quite young, I wonder if he can recognize his parents... Hmm?
"What are you doing..." The stopped Constable Shan looked at Bei Qiao with three children hanging on his body in surprise: "What's going on?"
"Sir, these children are missing." Bei Qiao sighed: Who knew there would be two more children along the way? Why are there so many unreliable parents? Why do these children have to stare at me?
Child: He is so handsome, he must not be a bad person, hug!
"Oh, he's lost... Hey? Isn't this Dongdong?" Constable Shan reached out and tried to pull one of the children off Beiqiao, but the child howled and refused to let go: "No, you don't recognize me. I'm your second uncle!"
"Whose kid is that second brother pulling with over there?" The child's father happened to be joining in the fun in the crowd nearby: "That child looks quite like you, don't you think, Dongdong... Damn, Dongdong? Dongdong, where are you?" Where did a child of my age go?
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