20 years of living in a nursing home, 40 years of detours are avoided

“Hehehe…”

“Hehehe…”

As the vehicle traveled smoothly on the road, strange laughter once again came from the back seat of the taxi.

The driver's face looked unpleasant.

He slammed on the gas pedal.

Live broadcast comments:

【Can this dog stop laughing? His laughter makes me want to hit him!】

【What's the use? The driver is suffering more than we are!】

【If the city didn't have speed limits, the driver would probably be going 180 mph.】

【Driver: This is the upper limit of the speed limit, but not my upper limit!】

【Poor driver, if he had known, he would have left earlier, and he wouldn't have had to endure him again.】

【…】

The photographer sitting in the front was even more unbearable than the driver.

Listening to the harsh laughter constantly coming from the back.

The driver, relying on his super-fast speed, forcibly shortened the original arrival time by half.

On the live broadcast, the onlookers were laughing and joking.

Jiang Yuan couldn't see it.

Of course.

Even if he saw it, he wouldn't care much.

He paid the fare.

He got out of the car.

Jiang Yuan looked at the gate of the nursing home, and there was an unspeakable excitement in his heart.

“Squeak—”

Just as Jiang Yuan was still looking at the nursing home.

A Land Rover suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Yuan.

The car window rolled down.

Revealing a beautiful face.

When He Miao saw Jiang Yuan, she couldn't help but show a bright smile.

She waved enthusiastically and greeted: "Jiang Yuan, I brought everything!"

“Come and help me! ”

Hearing this.

Jiang Yuan turned his head and patted the taxi window.

“What are you doing, kid?”

The car window rolled down, and the taxi driver looked at Jiang Yuan with a wary look.

Fearing that if he relaxed his vigilance slightly, he would be shown off by this kid again.

Jiang Yuan smiled "hehe", "Master, please help me move some things, 300 yuan for labor fees."

“If you go upstairs, there is an elevator in the nursing home.”

The driver glanced at the trunk of He Miao's Land Rover.

Although this trunk is not small, it should not be able to hold things that are too outrageous in size.

Three hundred yuan.

At least enough for him to drive for half a day.

Thinking of this.

The driver got out of the car with a smile, "We are old acquaintances, why be so polite."

“When to scan the code?” He stretched his phone in front of Jiang Yuan, the payment code was already prepared.

Live broadcast comments:

【Hahahaha! ! !】

【Brothers, I'm going to be laughed to death by this driver!】

【Old acquaintances, when to scan the code?】

【That year, I shouted loudly, this is another price!】

【Just that trunk of stuff, 300 yuan, Brother Yuan, see if I can do it, a sports student, very quick at moving bricks!】

【…】

(Ding! WeChat received 300 yuan!)

Hearing the money received on WeChat, the driver smiled.

He followed up happily.

The trunk of the Land Rover slowly opened.

The driver was dumbfounded and turned to look at Jiang Yuan: "Just this little thing, you gave 300?"

There were only ten boxes of "high soup" inside!

Or the kind of small box with twelve bottles in a box.

It wasn't that he hadn't done part-time physical work before, just this little thing, this little distance.

Generally, he would give dozens of yuan, and giving one hundred yuan would be a super conscientious employer.

Jiang Yuan shook himself lightly and shrugged: "This may be the way nouveau riches spend money."

“Hey! Brother!”

“You are not a nouveau riche!”

The driver patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder excitedly, "You really treat me as a brother to give this price."

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

He raised his hand and put it on the driver's shoulder.

Two big men stood at the entrance of the nursing home, hugging each other's shoulders: "Since brother is satisfied with this price, how about helping me with another favor?"

The driver did not hesitate: "Brother, tell me!"

“As long as I can do it, just ask!” Too troublesome, just add money, anyway, Jiang Yuan has money.

The smile between Jiang Yuan's eyebrows became even stronger: "It's not too troublesome."

“Please take it up two boxes at a time.”

“If you encounter uncles and aunts along the way and ask where these ‘high soups’ are going to be sent, you can tell them the truth.”

Driver: "This is not simple, I will move it now!"

Ask clearly where these wines are going to be sent.

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The driver couldn't wait to start working.

Jiang Yuan and He Miao followed the driver slowly.

Their steps were very leisurely.

At first.

The driver only felt that this was a simple porter job.

But as he walked.

As he encountered more and more old men and women.

Things gradually started to go wrong.

Most people.

Would look at him with fiery eyes.

Then they would ask eagerly, where are these “high soups” going to be sent.

After asking the address clearly.

The eyes of these uncles and aunts became even more fiery.

And he.

Almost every two steps he took, he had to face such a situation.

Live broadcast comments:

【Brothers, can you smell it, the breath of conspiracy!】

【A little fruit can attract a corridor of uncles and aunts, ten boxes of high soup, how dare Jiang Yuan bring it into the nursing home?!】

【First come, first served, brothers, make a bet, tonight Grandpa He will start on these ten boxes of ‘high soup’!】

【The more you say that, the more you feel something is wrong. Can't Jiang Yuan think of what we onlookers can think of?】

【Yes! Even if Jiang Yuan can't think of it, He Miao at least knows what kind of person her grandfather is, right?】

【You guys ignored the key point, this box of wine was driven here by He Miao!】

【Yes, yes, yes, Jiang Yuan also specifically said to move two boxes at a time, this is because he is afraid that some uncles and aunts will not see it, and he is flaunting it!】

【…】

—

When Jiang Yuan and He Miao walked to the door of the room.

Grandpa He was sitting on the bed.

Looking at the two boxes of “high soup” that had been moved up in the corner of the room with a dumbfounded expression.

Seeing Jiang Yuan who walked in with his granddaughter.

Grandpa He's finger pointing to the corner of the wall was trembling.

“Little Jiang, what is this thing?”

Is it the kind he thinks it is?

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Oh, haven’t you seen it, ‘high soup’!”

Hearing this.

Grandpa He swallowed uncontrollably.

Eyes.

Even more completely unable to leave the two boxes of ‘high soup’ in the corner.

“Gudong—”

Another loud sound of swallowing saliva.

Grandpa He stared straight at the two boxes of ‘high soup’, fearing that if he didn’t pay attention, the ‘high soup’ would grow wings and fly away by itself.

Jiang Yuan and He Miao looked at each other.

He Miao: "I seem to have forgotten to lock my car door, Jiang Yuan, do you want to go down and take a look with me?"

Jiang Yuan smiled: "Okay."

After speaking.

The two walked out side by side.

Grandpa He followed to the door, watching the two juniors turn the corner at the end of the corridor.

Only then did he tiptoe back to the ward by himself.

Hehe!

This “high soup” belongs to the old man!