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Chapter 478 We are all the same

The fat brother was worried about the bumpy road, so he asked Han Yuyun to go back to Guji Town to wait for him. Before leaving, the fat brother embraced Han Yuyun in his arms and said softly: "It has always been my dream to join the army, but unfortunately it is always unlucky Ah, but I am married now, I have my own little family, I have you, and I have children. For me now, you are the most important thing. This time, it will be the last thing I do for my dream. Let's do something stupid!"

Han Yuyun didn't speak, just smiled, and whispered in Fat Brother's ear: "Be careful, baby and I will wait for you to come back."

"Don't worry, I promise to return after just one glance!"

Fat Brother vowed.

Han Yuyun glanced at Zhao Huan, who was eager to try, and said with a smile: "You must be careful about Fat Brother. If he wants to make trouble, I will escort him back!"

"Yes! Sister-in-law, please rest assured!"

Zhao Huan stood at attention and said loudly. Bao Lanfang on the side was relieved by his serious look, but he still turned his head and glanced at Zhao Mingyuan, hoping that he would open his mouth to keep his son. Come back and run out again.

But Zhao Mingyuan acted as if he didn't see it, stepped forward and patted Zhao Huan on the shoulder to encourage him: "Work hard, don't make trouble, Dad is proud of you!"

Ever since he learned that his son jumped off the rushing Changjiang River to save others, it took Zhao Mingyuan a long time to digest this fact. He always thought that his son was just a dandy waiting to die. Now it seems that he doesn't understand Zhao Huan at all.

"Mr. Zhou, I will entrust the dog to you. If there is anything wrong with him, you can just whip him!"

As he spoke, Zhao Mingyuan punched Fat Brother with a very quack style.

"Mr. Zhao, you're welcome. Zhao Huan is really nice. Don't worry, we'll be back before dark."

Fat Brother replied with a smile.

"It just so happens that we chat with Ms. Han to relieve boredom, as long as Ms. Han doesn't think we two old people are nagging."

After all, Bao Lanfang was someone who had seen battles before, so he quickly adjusted his emotions and said with a somewhat courteous smile.

Fat Brother smiled and thanked him, then took the car and drove Zhao Huan all the way to the depths. He didn't have to worry about finding the road at all. He was sure to drive where the road was bad. The heavy rain had already washed the road away. It's not looking good, and with so many big cars under the pressure, it's not wrong to follow the wheel marks.

While driving, Fat Brother looked at the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhao Huan noticed Fat Brother's abnormality and asked in doubt.

"It's okay, a few cars have been following us."

Zhao Huan was so frightened that he hurriedly turned his head to look around, but the fat brother didn't stop him, and there was a reflection of the lens in the rearview mirror.

camera?

"Maybe it's a reporter, just be careful."

Fat brother said casually, but Zhao Huan couldn't, with a nervous face, he hunched over and hid beside the rearview mirror, looking back from time to time, fat brother must be comforting himself, it's over, it's over, it's going to be kidnapped What should I do?

The further you drive back, the worse the road conditions are, the rickety Zhao Huan is about to vomit, but the fat brother is full of excitement, joking, those people in the city who claim to play off-road at every turn will take a lot of time to find these places Excited, no man is not good at this.

"Hey! Brother, look, the car behind is all sunk!"

The fat guy just drove his car through a muddy pit, and when he looked back, hey, the cars following behind him all skidded, and they were swaying left and right in the mud like a loach.

Fat Brother was also happy when he saw it, but he didn't fall into it all. He honked the horn proudly, and walked away with a beautiful flick of his tail.

"They're all cars, so why can't you drive them?!"

A mustache with a small vest and peaked cap slapped the car door violently and yelled at the chartered driver.

"Boss, don't you look at what kind of car they are, one can buy more than a dozen of my car, and besides, the driver in front is an old driver..."

The chartered driver explained helplessly.

"Your sister's driver, that driver is a fucking star, you deserve to be poor!"

The reporter gave the chartered driver a blank look, and thought resentfully.

Fat Brother's "old acquaintance", the reporter Lao Jiang was lucky, and managed to catch up with Fat Brother through many obstacles. He walked all the way to the black and drove straight to the river. When Lao Jiang arrived at the place, he found that Fat Brother's car was parked Next to the rows of military vehicles, the occupants of the vehicles were gone. There seemed to be noisy voices in front, and there was still the faint sound of chant.

Lao Jiang didn't care about the muddy ground, and followed the movement with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and looked forward. After crossing a mound, he found that there was a river embankment ahead. There was a lot of people on the embankment. Mud, gloomy sky, those green figures on the embankment are particularly eye-catching.

Lao Jiang's eyesight is not very good, and when he got closer, he saw that the green figures were actually flood fighting and disaster relief fighters, carrying sandbags on their shoulders and carrying them to the steep embankment by hand.

There were several rows of soldiers resting under the embankment, covered in mud, their heads resting on the shovels, and their boots were pulled down and put aside. Lao Jiang found that the feet of almost every soldier were worn out. Still holding half a box of unfinished lunch, and holding a dirty kettle in the other hand, leaning against the tree trunk and falling asleep with his mouth open, he didn't even notice that the water in the kettle had spilled.

When a young soldier saw Lao Jiang, he only had time to say that this place is dangerous and leave quickly, and then hurried to the river embankment. Looking at the young faces, Lao Jiang felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle. taste.

Lao Jiang squinted his eyes and looked at the place where the soldiers were fighting against the sandbags not far away, and found that there were two figures who were out of place among the bright green crowd. Those were Zhou Buan and Zhao Huan?
Fat Brother was helping to place the sandbags on the shoulders of the soldiers, while Zhao Huan was panting heavily on a piece of green grass beside him.

"Old Jiang? Why are you here?"

The fat brother discovered Lao Jiang first, but he remembered the name of his "iron fan".

"No, why don't you stop by and have a look! Hey, why didn't you go back to Pengcheng, and came here again?"

The follower was almost dumped, but he was recognized by someone at a glance. Even if Lao Jiang was an entertainment reporter, he felt his face flustered.

"Hehe, didn't I just drop by to have a look?"

After the fat brother finished speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Brother, let me come."

Zhao Huan, who was resting next to him, came over, took the sandbag from Fat Brother's hand and said.

Fat Brother didn't try his best either. He pointed at the sandbag and looked at Lao Jiang and laughed at himself, "I'm weak, so I can't resist two back and forth. I can only help here."

"Brother, what are you talking about? The doctor said that your body has not fully recovered. You are so much more serious than me. I can't even use my strength now, let alone you."

Zhao Huan seemed to be afraid that Lao Jiang would misunderstand Fat Brother, yes, and hurriedly defended him.

"Brother Fat, there's no need for you to do this, we all know that it's enough for you to have this kind of heart."

Lao Jiang looked at the fat brother who was also covered in mud, with a complicated expression.

"Which? Carrying sandbags? I am no different from them. Many of them are even younger than me, even younger than Zhao Huan."

Fat Brother rubbed his nose, frowned slightly, and added silently in his heart: "I and them have the same heart in their chests."

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