"Brother, Brother Zan, my dear brother! This, this is your car?" Cheng Zi stuttered a little, "Damn, this is Dominic Toledo's car! There aren't many of them in Yanjing, right?"
Wang Jiazan patted Chengzi on the back and said with a smile: "When have you ever seen me drive this car? I can't afford this car. This is an authentic 1969 Dodge Charger Daytona, a classic car. Brother Zan, I don't have the money. This is your brother Yang's car."
"Damn, Brother Yang is so awesome!" Chengzi gave Yang Jing a thumbs up.
Yang Jing smiled and said, "Is it okay to drive this car? This car has quite a bit of horsepower. Keep your foot steady when you step on the accelerator later."
"Okay, Brother Yang, don't worry. I've also driven an imported Grand Cherokee, and that thing also has a 6.4 displacement, and it's very powerful."
Wang Jiazan handed the key to Chengzi, who happily got in. He started the car, stepped on the accelerator slightly, and the roar like a cannon immediately attracted 100% of the passers-by to turn their heads.
The passenger seat was opened, Yang Jing sat in the back seat, and Wang Jiazan sat directly in the passenger seat. Cheng Zi said excitedly, "Brother, this car is really awesome! This is the car that a real man should drive! When I watched "Fast and Furious" two years ago, I thought the Warhorse driven by the bald guy Dominic Toledo was awesome. I could only dream about this car before, but I didn't expect that I could drive this car myself today! Wow! Wow! It's so exciting!"
Yang Jing smiled and said, "Don't get too excited. Take it easy."
"Oh, don't worry, Brother Yang. I have been driving for more than three years." Cheng Zi nodded seriously and said, "Brother Yang, this car is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, right? This kind of car is very rare in China."
"Well, about the same. I spent 700,000 dollars just to buy the car, and almost 1 million dollars including repairs. This car is a classic car, and there are not many of them in the United States now. I am lucky to have found such a car. When I entered Beijing two days ago, I almost failed to get a temporary pass because the displacement of this car is too large and a bit over the standard..."
"Hey, Brother Yang, don't pay attention to those bastards. They are using chicken feathers as a token of authority. Your car's emissions are exceeding the limit, so what about those big trucks entering Beijing at night?" Chengzi knew a lot about this, but he was obviously unwilling to say more about it. Instead, he asked, "Brother Yang, shall we leave now?"
"Well, let's go. It will take more than an hour to get to your house. It's already past seven o'clock. Don't make it too late."
"Don't worry, Brother Yang. It doesn't matter if you can't leave at night. There's plenty of room to stay at home. A single room will be enough for you and Brother Zan." Chengzi said as he carefully shifted the gears and drove out steadily.
Taking the Fourth Ring Road at this point would be courting death, so Chengzi drove directly onto the Fifth Ring Road, then turned onto the Beijing-Chengde Expressway, got off the expressway at the Jiefangcun Bridge, and took Changjin Road. The entire journey took a little over an hour to reach Shijiakou Village where Chengzi's home was.
Shijiakou Village is just to the north of Niulanshan Town, where Chaobai River and Huai River meet. The village is located on the west bank of Chaobai River.
"My father told me that the village and the town were not connected before, but with the development of urbanization in recent years, our village has become a part of the town." Chengzi drove steadily along the flat road while telling Yang Jing and Wang Jiazan about the situation at home.
"My family is in the village now, but our ancestral home is on the Huai River embankment to the north of the village. The old wine was found in the cellar of the ancestral home. The cellar is quite large, and the entrance is covered by the collapsed old house. If my father hadn't wanted to build a new house next to the old house, the wine cellar would never have been found. When my grandpa and grandma passed away, my father was still young and didn't remember anything about the old house."
"Your father only has one brother?" Yang Jing asked curiously.
"Well, my dad is an only child, mainly because my grandparents died too early. My dad was born in 1960, and because my grandparents died early, my dad didn't marry my mom until he was in his thirties."
Yang Jing smacked his lips. Chengzi's father was older than his own father. But it was inevitable to think about it. It was not easy for an orphan to survive. It was already very good to be able to get married in his thirties.
The car circled the edge of the village and finally drove into a small alley.
Chengzi's parents were obviously surprised by Chengzi's sudden return. Father Bi, who was thin and small, asked his son: "Why did you come back at this time? It's not the weekend. If you come back now, won't you be late for class tomorrow?"
The tall Bi's mother pulled Bi's father and smiled as she greeted Yang Jing and Wang Jiazan, "Hey, Jiazan, you're here too? Who is this?"
Chengzi's parents standing together are a bit funny. Bi's father is thin and short, which may have a lot to do with his poor nutrition when he was a child. But Bi's mother is big and strong, and her body is bigger than Bi's father.
Compared to Bi's father who is not talkative, Bi's mother is obviously more tactful in dealing with people. It is obvious that she is very enthusiastic about Wang Jiazan, who can help her son in school.
"Mom, Dad, I won't introduce Brother Zan to you, you both know him. This is Brother Yang Jing, his good buddy from college. I brought Brother Yang here this time because he wants to buy some of our old wines."
Upon hearing what their son said, the smiles on Bi's father and mother's faces grew even wider.
"Xiao Yang, Jia Zan, have you two eaten? If not, Auntie will make noodles for you."
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