The two chatted in a foreign language while Zhang Hongmei pretended to stumble.
By evening, we still hadn't reached T city, which meant there were no restaurants to eat at that night. Luckily, we had brought some sesame seed cakes with us.
Li Guoliang, in the other car, was also relieved. Luckily, he had listened to his mistress and brought the remaining buns with him. Although they were hard to swallow, they were enough to satisfy his hunger.
The car in front stopped. "Young Master Zhou, the car in front has stopped."
Zhou Yuanqing lay lazily on the back seat, not feeling hungry, just a little bored. "Go ask what's going on? Where are we? This is the middle of nowhere. Does she need to relieve herself? No need for you, I'll go."
Zhou Yuanqing got out of the car. "Cousin, do you need to use the restroom? I'll go with you."
Zhang Hongmei really wanted to slap him, but she turned her face away and ignored him. It was Wang Ying who spoke up.
"Young Master Zhou, we're about to have dinner. We'll continue our journey tonight."
Zhou Yuanqing went back dejectedly, while Zhang Hongmei ate half a steamed bun and a few bites of pickled vegetables before refusing to eat any more, which Aunt Li had to force-feed her.
After all three finished eating, they got into the car and switched seats. Zhang Hongmei, who had been driving all day, realized that the empty seat in the back was not visible in the rearview mirror.
"Aunt Wang, why don't you sit in the front? I'll take a nap in the back."
"It's a bit crowded at the back," Wang Xinyi said, somewhat disagreeing.
"It's okay. You can lean against it; it's comfortable to sleep like this."
“Okay, it’s fine if I sit in the front. At least I can chat with Wang Ying and keep her from getting sleepy.”
The three of them sat down and set off, ignoring Zhou Yuanqing who was throwing a tantrum in the back.
They only had pastries in their car, enough for him, but he still complained that the two of them were eating steamed buns. He hated the taste, so the two of them had no choice but to get out of the car. Late at night, they stood in the middle of nowhere eating hard, dry steamed buns.
The two huddled together and whispered, "Luckily, the mistress let us take these ten buns. Otherwise, we would have gone hungry."
I ate three by myself, then quickly got into the car and waited for the car in front to clear the way.
Zhang Hongmei's buttocks ached from sitting in the back. Anyone who sits still all day would feel this way. Helpless, she secretly poured herself a glass of water, drank it, and felt much better. Only then did she lean against the pile of gifts and fall asleep.
This day was truly exhausting. Zhang Hongmei fell asleep almost immediately. The two people in front of her were chatting quietly, as Wang Xinyi was worried that Wang Ying was tired.
"Aunt Wang, you should rest too. We can chat again when you wake up in the middle of the night."
"Okay, I'm tired too. Just call me if you need anything."
"I understand. Luckily, the weather is just right, neither too hot nor too cold, otherwise it would be unbearable. You should go to sleep; I'll be fine on my own."
Li Guoliang was driving this time, Qian Xiuchen was resting, and Zhou Yuanqing was lying in the back with his legs crossed. He looked so disgusting that I wanted to punch him. How could a family like that raise such a person? It's unbelievable.
Zhou Yuanqing had slept all day, so of course he couldn't sleep at night. But with no entertainment, he could only stare blankly at the roof of the car.
Let's say my dream is my past life. Then I only need to find that treasure and the hidden secret to succeed. After thinking about it, I should focus on the important matter this time. I'll be a superior person in the future. As for Zhang Hongmei, I'll deal with her when I get back to the capital. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be troublesome.
I still don't know what "hidden treasures in the sleeve" looks like. How do I find them?
I need to find a way to get that girl to show me Cui Lin's belongings. Why can't I remember what the "Hidden Treasure in the Sleeve" looks like?
Maybe I'll dream about it when I sleep? Seriously, he always messes up at crucial moments. I really regret killing Cui Lin; then I wouldn't be in this mess.
Zhou Yuanqing fell asleep again amidst his own frustration. In fact, the pastries he ate were laced with something else. Zhang Shouyi's stingy and vengeful nature made it impossible for Zhou Yuanqing to feel comfortable.
Zhang Hongmei didn't wake up until late at night, still half asleep. "Wang Ying, shall I drive?"
"Hehe, no need. The longest I've ever traveled is two days and two nights. Don't worry, you can go back to sleep."
Zhang Hongmei closed her eyes again and tried to sleep. She was really uncomfortable, but because she was tired, she fell asleep again very quickly.
When Zhang Hongmei woke up again, it was already dawn. This time they had arrived in Q City.
"Wang Ying, you really know the roads well."
"Of course, this is also something we learn. Don't worry."
"Hehe, we need to find a place to eat. Luckily, we had Grandpa's letter, otherwise we would have trouble even keeping up with the demand."
Wang Ying drove directly into the city and stopped at a breakfast stall. It was pretty good; they had fried dough sticks, so she could have a decent lunch.
Zhou Yuanqing also came down, looking particularly listless, as if he hadn't slept all night.
"Cousin, shouldn't we go get some gas after we finish eating?"
"Hmm." Zhang Hongmei was too lazy to talk to Zhou Yuanqing, who was very sparing with words. "That's good then. Li Guoliang, go buy some food to take with you later. I guess we won't have lunch again."
"Yes, Young Master Zhou, have Qian Xiuchen go get the gas, I'll go buy the food."
“Okay.” Zhou Yuanqing yawned again, which Zhang Hongmei found very offensive.
The six of us ordered three jin of fried dough sticks and a bowl of tofu pudding each, and it tasted pretty good.
Wang Ying quickly finished eating. "Hongmei, I'm going to refuel. I'll be back in about fifteen minutes."
"Okay, I'll wait for you here."
"Young Master Zhou, I'm going too."
After Zhang Hongmei finished eating, she inquired about the restroom and went there with Wang Xinyi.
Zhou Yuanqing thought the fried dough sticks were especially delicious, so he ordered two more jin (1 kg), thinking that if there was nothing else to eat on the road, at least the fried dough sticks would taste much better than those coarse grains.
Zhang Hongmei came out and asked the waiter, "Where is the nearest place that sells seafood?"
"Little girl, there are people selling things up ahead. You can go and take a look."
"Thank you. Aunt Wang, you go to the breakfast stall and wait for Wang Ying. I'll go check on her."
Let's go together.
"Alright."
"Hongmei, you really shouldn't have bought seafood. It smells too strong in the car."
"Let's go take a look. I'm too lazy to see him."
"Okay, I need to take a walk, otherwise the blood circulation in my legs won't be good."
As the two walked and talked, Zhang Hongmei suddenly discovered something interesting and jogged over to write it down.
"Sir, what is this?"
"Hehe, this is homemade wine."
"Grandpa, how much is it?"
"This jar costs two yuan."
"Sir, I want to buy some, but I'm afraid it will spill. Is there any that can be filled without spilling?"
There's really no way around it.
Zhang Hongmei was disappointed. What could she do? She wanted to take it back to the old lady so that she could drink a cup every day, which would soften her cerebral blood vessels and be good for her health.
"Hongmei, seal it with plastic wrap and place it under the passenger's feet. Even if it spills, it won't spill too much."
"Okay. But the film is hard to buy. The stores aren't open yet."
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