Reborn 1980 counterattack queen

Sun Bailu wore a single ponytail, a shirt on her upper body, and a pink pleated skirt underneath. The original skirt was too lifeless, so she asked Sun Baiyan to help modify it according to her wishes.

The modified pleated skirt was a little fluffy, the same color as the hair rope in her ponytail, and the hem of the shirt was tied up by her, hanging loosely in front of her flat belly.

This body of white and pink looks even more radiant than the group of photos in front of the photo studio.

Uncle Mo parked beside her, rolled down the window and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, isn't this a little beauty?"

"I'm here to buy some books, how about you?"

"Let's do something. By the way, little beauty, when are you going to go home? Have you been living in Ningxiang?"

"No, I'm going back now."

Uncle Mo nodded, paused, and turned to look at Yu Fushu behind him.

Yu Fushu was looking at Sun Bailu with a calm expression, and looked back at Uncle Mo.

Yu Fushu understood Uncle Mo's questioning look at a glance. He opened the car door and went out, looking at Sun Bailu through the car: "I'm going to get something, and I have to go back soon. Are you coming with us, anyway."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Uncle Mo followed closely: "Let's go together, little beauty, let's go together."

From Ningxiang to Huanhai Township, the fare is actually not expensive, but there are only a few buses a day, and waiting for the bus is the most exhausting, and there is a free ride, so why not do it.

Sun Bailu raised her lips and smiled: "Okay!"

She walked behind Uncle Mo and raised her hand to open the car door.

Yu Fushu was still standing outside. He wanted to go to the front passenger seat and leave her behind alone, but felt that this behavior was also very offensive.

He sat back in the car and raised his hand to close the door.

Those photos had already been taken back in the envelope, two very bulging packages.

Sun Bailu didn't have the habit of messing with other people's things, so she lowered her head and looked back.

Uncle Mo said while driving: "Our little gentleman will go to the post office to pick up the package, and soon, just go this way."

Sun Bailu said, "Yes."

"Huh? Didn't you mean to buy books? Why didn't I see that you have books?"

"Oh, it's old books. A batch just arrived. I've selected a few and asked the boss to repair them for me. I'll come and pick them up next time."

Uncle Mo nodded, and suddenly changed the subject: "How does this car ride, is it comfortable?"

Sun Bailu: "..."

Yu Fushu felt ashamed inexplicably, and raised his eyes to look at Uncle Mo.

Uncle Mo didn't notice it at all, and continued: "Since we came here, we didn't seem to see many cars. Then, no matter where we drive, there are many people staring at us, tsk tsk."

Sun Bailu almost blurted out, wanting to ask if Uncle Mo was possessed by Chen Zhengping.

Yu Fushu coughed lightly, but Uncle Mo didn't pay attention, and said happily, "How about it, little girl, sitting in this car is completely different from taking a bus, right?"

The post office was just ahead, Uncle Mo stopped the car, Yu Fushu opened the car door and went out. Before leaving, he looked at Sun Bailu and said, "I'll be back soon."

Sun Bailu nodded politely: "Yes."

As soon as he left, Uncle Mo became even more energetic, and turned to introduce the price, model, engine, and various accessories of the car to Sun Bailu.

At first, Sun Bailu just agreed, but suddenly couldn't help it, and said with a smile, "Uncle Mo, I can sail a boat, can you?"

"Huh? Can you sail a boat?"

"I can still drive a big truck, Uncle Mo, can you?"

Uncle Mo raised his eyebrows: "Little beauty, can you drive a big truck? Brag."

"No, I really know how to drive."

Uncle Mo didn't believe in evil, and got off the driver's seat: "Then, come on, come on!"

Yu Fushu went to get things, as long as he signed.

He came out with two packages, and saw Uncle Mo standing outside, telling Sun Bailu to drive.

Yu Fushu frowned, stepped forward and said, "Uncle Mo, stop messing around."

Seeing that Uncle Mo was serious there, Sun Bailu opened the car door and came out, and said with a smile, "Uncle Mo was right just now, there are really not many private cars in our area, so the traffic police's control is not so strict. Then I, just drive." open it."

She walked towards the driver's seat, and her arm was suddenly held by Yu Fushu: "Don't mess around, this is a busy city, there are many people on the street, we can't be responsible for any accidents."

Sun Bailu smiled: "It's okay, I really know how to sail, I know how to sail a boat."

"Driving a car and sailing a boat are two different things," Yu Fushu looked at Uncle Mo, "Uncle Mo, you go back."

Uncle Mo said "Hey" and went back to the driver's seat.

Sun Bailu smiled, didn't say much, and got back in the car.

But because of this incident, Uncle Mo seemed to be getting into a rivalry with her, and insisted on emphasizing that Sun Bailu was bragging on the way.

Sun Bailu was still smiling, and when Uncle Mo finally said he was tired, she said slowly, "Okay, okay, I'm bragging, this is the end of the topic, is that okay?"

Yu Fushu raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked sideways at her.

The window of the car was open. After leaving Ningxiang, the two sides were in the wilderness, the grass was plentiful, and Sun Bailu's ponytail was dancing in the wind.

Although Uncle Mo had no intentions, some of his words were very harsh, which could be called mean.

If any 15-year-old girl is said in this way, few people can bear it, and almost everyone will become angry with embarrassment.

But Sun Bailu, she didn't at all.

This is completely different from the good temper Yu Fushu has seen, she really didn't take it to heart, she was always light and relaxed, with a peaceful smile.

Yu Fushu suddenly asked in a strange way: "Could it be that you really know how to drive?"

"Huh?" Sun Bailu turned her head, her eyes were bright and clear.

"You really know how to drive?" Yu Fushu asked.

"Yes."

"Hey!" Uncle Mo shook his head, "Little beauty, you won't die if you don't brag."

Yu Fushu said: "Then, you try?"

Sun Bailu raised her eyebrows: "Why do you want me to try it all of a sudden?"

Yu Fushu didn't know why, maybe it was because her determination and self-confidence were very attractive.

But Uncle Mo had already stopped by the side of the road, and said, "Come here, little beauty, come here!"

Sun Bailu was amused by him, opened the car door and said with a smile: "It's really serious."

She nimbly sat in the driver's seat, closed the car door skillfully, looked down at the steering wheel and the manual transmission, and said with a smile, "Uncle Mo, aren't you afraid that if I really can't drive, I will kill three people in one car?"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Uncle Mo said hurriedly, "Little beauty, don't talk nonsense!"

"That means you actually believe me." Sun Bailu turned to look at him, "Otherwise, aren't you just playing with people's lives?"

"That's right," Uncle Mo looked at Yu Fushu, "Little Mister, let's get out of the car and not follow her..."

Before the words fell, the girl's voice sounded crisply: "Sit down!"

The next moment, the car was started by her and rushed forward.

The performance limit of this car is here, and it can't be compared with the sports car 20 years later, but the car is a car after all, she dialed the speed to the fastest, and the wind on both sides seemed to be whistling.

Uncle Mo's eyes widened, and he looked up at Sun Bailu skillfully shifting gears from the back row. Not to mention anything else, the smooth coordination of her feet was something that only a few years old driver had.