At this moment, Bi Cheng didn't know that he and Bi Yue would have more common feelings on this seemingly "enjoyable" train.
"Hurry up, Bicheng?! Don't sleep anymore, are you really thinking of going on a trip? Get up quickly, we have to hook up the goods, the Russians will be getting on the bus soon!"
Bi Yue, wearing the uppers of her leather shoes, climbed to the upper bunk with her thin and tall figure and pulled out her big bags with very nimble hands and feet.
She smiled and shook her pointed leather jacket vigorously with both hands, trying to smooth out the wrinkles on the clothes by shaking it out. She was as enthusiastic as if she was about to see bags of rubles.
Bi Cheng was frightened by the lyrics Bi Yue was humming, and he stumbled as he tried to climb onto the bed.
“The path I want to take is not an easy one;
The books I want to read have the weight of steel;
I wanted, I thought, to wear winter clothes in the summer;
I thought, I thought, suddenly, naked in a sacred square!
…
Liang Xiaoxiao sat in the car, her eyes wide open in surprise, and she turned her head to look at Bi Tielin in the driver's seat:
"Did you buy this?"
Bi Tielin scratched his nose and looked straight ahead, but he couldn't suppress his pride. He couldn't suppress his smile and nodded slightly:
"Charlie."
Liang Xiaoxiao still said in disbelief: "Yes, Xiali. I know him. But you are broke, aren't you? You don't even have money to buy a shop."
She has too little money. If she had any, she would almost support it. How did this person buy a car?
This time, Bi Tielin turned his head and smiled at Liang Xiaoxiao. What he said was the most ordinary words, but Liang Xiaoxiao remembered it for the rest of her life.
"Your legs are inconvenient. The shop can wait, but the car can't."
"Uncle..."
"Um?"
Liang Xiaoxiao felt as if her heart was beating, and as if someone was poking it with something.
"No, nothing. But uncle, can you drive?"
Bi Tielin smiled and sighed, then said in a tone that seemed to be asking for credit:
"So, I'm really busy. Busy with business, busy with store procedures, busy with traveling to other places, and busy with studying and learning to drive."
The girl laughed out loud instantly when she saw Bi Tielin showing off so rarely.
But the laughter was stopped by screams.
The Xiali car had just started and ran a few meters away when a "sizzle" sound of emergency brakes was heard in the alley.
Liang Xiaoxiao leaned forward, lying near the windshield in fear. Bi Tielin looked panic-stricken and at a rare loss.
"Xiaoxiao? Are you okay? Huh?"
The girl swallowed several times, patting her chest in shock, and turned to look at Bi Tielin. Her voice trembled as she sincerely advised:
"Uncle, I think you should continue studying for a few more days."
In the small Xiali car, Bi Tielin's rambling, arrogant and embarrassed explanations flowed:
"I made a mistake. It's my first time, so it's inevitable.
Oh, it seems I shifted into the wrong gear. I’m not familiar with it, so I have to turn off the engine immediately.
Xiaoxiao, please hold on to the handrail.
"Huh? What is this? I always notice the taxi driver fiddling with it. Is this a radio?"
In the long alley, a Xiali car was slowly practicing starting and stopping.
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The author has something to say:
Army Day is coming soon, in less than an hour.
Ye Boxuan?
arrive!
Chu Yifeng?
arrive!
My dear mother, YTT Taotao, and all the readers of "Traveling Through the 1970s to Transform" and "Traveling Through the 1980s to Counterattack," wish you a happy Army Day! (To be continued.)
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