"Yes! Qiao Bo's wife, just hold on a little longer, we will be in the city soon..."
Everyone in the car started to persuade Song Ning to be patient. Thanks to Zhang Lan, everyone knew that Qiao Bo's wife had a reputation for being a spoiled child.
Song Ning looked at the black mist gathering above the heads of the people in front of him and felt extremely anxious.
"It's not me...it's..."
"Whatever it is, hold on!"
Qiao Junshan looked at Song Ning seriously and said, "Human lives are more important!"
Song Ning knew that no one would believe her no matter what she said now, so she could only place her hope on Qiao Bo.
"Qiao Bo, trust me! Ask Uncle Zhijun to stop the car!"
Song Ning tightly grasped Qiao Bo's collar, looking anxiously at the top of his head.
It's getting darker...
hurry up!
If you don't stop, it will be too late...
Song Ning's fingers turned white from pinching, Qiao Bo looked at her seriously...
"Uncle Zhijun, stop the car!"
Qiao Zhijun subconsciously stepped on the brakes.
squeak…
After the sharp sound of brakes, the tractor slowly stopped.
Song Ning looked at the West Mountain Ridge less than a meter ahead and let out a breath.
"Why did it stop?"
"Why did Qiao Bo ask Zhijun to stop the car? There are occasions for pampering your wife!"
"Zhijun, why did you stop the car? Hurry up, San'er is dying..."
Boom…
The captain's words were interrupted by rocks crashing down from the mountain, and everyone on the tractor fell into an eerie silence.
If Qiao Zhijun hadn't stopped the car...
Everyone in the car felt nervous somewhere. If Qiao Bo hadn't asked them to stop the car, they would have been the ones beaten into a pulp.
Song Ning looked over the heads of everyone in the carriage one by one. The black fog gradually dissipated, and even the top of San'er's head turned a light white.
"Qiao Bo...I...just now..."
Qiao Zhijun could hardly speak clearly.
He pointed at the road blocked by rocks, then at the tractor. He had a thousand things to say, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Qiao Bo looked down at Song Ning, who shook her head, "It's okay..."
Qiao Bo ruffled the "little trouble maker's" hair and felt relaxed.
"Let's see if the road is passable first. San'er can't be delayed."
"Yes! Yes!"
Team leader Qiao Junshan took out a cigarette from behind his ear with trembling hands and put it to his lips without lighting it.
“Look at the road first…”
Although he said he was watching the road, Qiao Junshan tried to stand up several times but didn't.
The people on the train were all slumped in fear, with no intention of getting off.
Qiao Bo knew that he couldn't count on them, so he got out of the car by himself. He believed in Song Ning.
Since Song Ning said it's okay, then it must be okay!
"The road is still passable! We just need to get rid of these big rocks first..."
"Uncle Junshan, please bring someone over to lift it..."
Qiao Bo jumped off the boulder and turned around to call Qiao Junshan to bring people to help.
"Okay! Let's go!"
Qiao Junshan finally calmed down and pulled a few strong young men off the tractor.
Qiao Zhijun also shook his feet and followed them to move stones.
There is strength in numbers, and with the combined efforts of several people, they quickly cleared a path for the tractor to pass through.
"Everyone get in the car! Let's go!"
The tractor started to rumble, and the people on board looked at the huge rocks on the road in confusion, all of them breaking out in sweat.
Qiao Junshan lit the cigarette in his mouth and looked at Qiao Bo with an apologetic look.
"Bo boy...what uncle said just now was a bit harsh, don't take it to heart..."
"Everyone should thank you for what happened today! You saved everyone's life..."
"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Qiao Bo..."
Everyone in the car rushed to express their gratitude to Qiao Bo, and Song Ning also received several compliments.
"But, Hiroko... Uncle is a few years older than you and says that you don't like to listen to him, so don't take it to heart!"
Qiao Junshan took a puff of his cigarette and glanced at Song Ning casually.
"Men should still focus on their careers. You are a troublemaker! Everyone in Qiaojia Village will rely on you for promotion in the future..."
Song Ning understood what Qiao Junshan meant. To put it bluntly, she still minds that Qiao Bo dotes on her too much!
"It was me just now..."
Qiao Bo held down Song Ning who wanted to speak, and looked at Qiao Junshan with clear eyes, "I know, uncle!"
"I didn't explain it clearly. I vaguely saw a stone rolling down from the car. For safety reasons, I stopped the car..."
“So that’s how it is…”
Qiao Junshan did not ask any more questions, and it was unknown whether he believed Qiao Bo's words or not. He did not express any opinions to Song Ning.
The tractor stopped directly at the town hospital. Qiao Bo helped Qiao Junshan and others carry San'er to the hospital, and then he did not interfere in the rest of the matter.
"Why didn't you tell them I said it?"
Song Ning leaned over to whisper in Qiao Bo's ear curiously. She actually didn't mind revealing her identity as a master of metaphysics.
Qiao Bo must have his reasons for doing this, and Song Ning wanted to hear Qiao Bo's thoughts.
After all, she was not from this era, and many of the ideas of the people here were very different from those of the people in her original world.
If Song Ning wants to survive safely in this era, he must integrate into this era.
Qiao Bo paused, "Do you mind if I take credit for your work?"
"This is your credit. You saved the lives of all the people in this car."
Song Ning spread her hands and said, "You saw it too. I shouted before, but no one paid attention to me!"
"So, the credit goes to you!"
"hehe…"
Qiao Bo chuckled and looked at Song Ning tenderly, "Okay!"
"I saved their lives, and you saved my life! From now on, my life belongs to you."
"What do I want your life for?"
Song Ning was in a very good mood, shaking her little feet, "Don't they say that if you save my life, you have to repay it with your body?"
"Just pledge yourself to me!"
"good!"
Qiao Bo also smiled, "It's good that I know your story. You should keep a low profile to the outside world."
When Song Ning thought about the era they lived in, he agreed with this point of view.
"Where am I going now? Are you tired? I can walk by myself..."
Song Ning caught a drop of sweat on Qiao Bo's forehead, and suddenly she felt guilty and asked.
The corners of Qiao Bo's mouth curled slightly, thinking that this "little trouble maker" still had a conscience and knew how to care about others!
"Really?"
"Really!"
Song Ning nodded affirmatively, "The worst that can happen is that I just have to endure some pain!"
Song Ning said that he was generous, but he was actually unhappy in his heart, and his pouting lips looked like a bottle of oil could be hung on them.
Qiao Bo suddenly had the idea of teasing her and pretended to put Song Ning down, but Song Ning held his neck tightly.
"I regret it! I don't want to come down..."
"Can I help you cheer?"
Song Ning pouted her lips and shook Qiao Bo's neck, begging for mercy in a tender voice.
"How do I refuel?"
Qiao Bo raised his eyebrows and turned his head slightly to look at her.
Song Ning's eyes turned and she quickly kissed Qiao Bo on the face.
After the kiss, Song Ning hid her ears and buried her head in Qiao Bo's shoulder, saying coquettishly, "How about this?"
Qiao Bo didn't expect Song Ning to be so bold. She kissed him in the street without hesitation. His face turned red.
He nodded randomly a few times as a response to Song Ning's question, then took a step with his long legs and turned into an alley with great speed.
When he was sure that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and pushed Song Ning against the wall, his eyes filled with desire, "Good girl! How can this little oil be enough..."
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