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Yan Xiaokai and Bi Yu chatted and laughed along the way, the journey was not lonely.

Amidst the chatter and laughter, the more than two-hour drive from Haiyuan to Yetan passed in a blink of an eye.

Soon, the Land Rover drove from Lankou to Yetan Town, and at the intersection in the center of the town, Bi Yu said, "Hey, stop for a while."

Yan Xiaokai said: "Why? Too anxious? I asked you to go with me on the way just now, but you didn't go?"

Bi Yu blushed slightly, stretched out her hand to slap him lightly, and scolded, "I said, do you still have time to be serious?"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Isn't going to the toilet considered serious?"

Bi Yu couldn't help but laugh, "I'm really defeated by you. I'm going to buy some vegetables and meat. I have to buy something when I go back all the way. I'm going to make braised beef for my dad!"

Yan Xiaokai nodded and said: "Success, our family is going to eat braised beef at noon. We have all the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, but there is almost no beef. You can bring me two catties by the way!"

Bi Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "You know how to take advantage of me!"

Yan Xiaokai said thick-skinned: "Who told me to like you?"

Bi Yu was obviously taken aback when he heard the words, and then said nonchalantly: "Tell me what you like about me, can I change it?"

Yan Xiaokai looked at her fixedly, "I'm afraid you can't change this!"

Bi Yu was a little agitated at first, but when he saw his eyes falling directly on her high breasts, she immediately blushed, "I hate it!"

Seeing her getting out of the car almost running away, Yan Xiaokai couldn't help laughing again.

This childhood sweetheart is obviously much gentler and kinder than that school girl, because Zheng Peilin dared to say such frivolous words in front of her, she had already kicked him sideways.

Sitting a bit tired in the car, Yan Xiaokai got out of the car to exercise his muscles and bones, and checked the tires by the way, only to find that one tire was obviously not enough air, so he drove the car to the side with the sign "increasing air" The root of words such as "tire repair" and "maintenance" is car maintenance.

"Master, master!" After Yan Xiaokai got out of the car, he rushed inside and called a few times.

"Here we come!" A middle-aged man in his forties came out from the inside. When he saw the Land Rover parked in front of the door, he couldn't help showing surprise on his face, because cars of this level are really expensive in this town. Rarely seen, almost never seen, can't help but praise: "This car is not cheap!"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Master, please help me find out what's going on with this tire?"

"Okay!" The middle-aged man agreed, and when he raised his head to see Yan Xiaokai's face clearly, he was surprised again, "Hey, isn't this Kaizi of the Bonn family?"

Yan Xiaokai took a closer look at this person, and it took him a while to recognize him. This is Li Baogen from the same village!

"Ah, it's Uncle Gen, why is it you? Didn't you make a fortune in Shencheng? Why are you back?"

Li Baogen smiled and said: "Get rich, send me a coffin! I've been working outside for more than ten years, I'm really tired, why don't I go home and set up a shop and do it myself!"

Yan Xiao laughed and said, "Isn't that great, I'm the boss now."

Li Baogen said: "Why is the boss not the boss, just eat for a living. That's comparable to Kaizi you, even the Land Rover with a price of 100 million!"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Uncle Gen is laughing at me again, how can I afford such a car, a friend lent me it."

Li Baogen said: "That's better than your Uncle Gen. I've only repaired this kind of car, but I've never driven it."

"..."

The two chatted a few words, and Li Baogen showed Yan Xiaokai the tires.

After Li Baogen jacked the car up with a jack, he removed the tire and soaked it in water, and found that the side of the tire was bursting with air bubbles. Looking carefully, it turned out that there was a piece of iron stuck inside the tire.

After pulling out the iron piece with iron tongs, Li Baogen sighed and said, "It's a pity."

Yan Xiaokai hurriedly asked, "Uncle Gen, what's wrong?"

Li Baogen said: "This tire is useless, it can't be repaired."

Yan Xiaokai said: "There is no way to fix it? This tire is still new!"

Li Baogen said: "Uncle Gen is in the same village as you, and I have watched you grow up since I was a child. No one can fool you! This tire really can't be repaired. Look at the iron piece. If it gets stuck in the middle, it will be repaired." It’s still usable, but it’s stuck to the side, and it’s close to the inner edge, so even if it’s patched up for you, it’s not strong, and it’s not safe to use.”

After thinking about it, Yan Xiaokai also felt that this was the case, so he said: "Since it can't be repaired, then change it!"

Li Baogen said: "But these are imported German Continental tires, and it costs five thousand less to replace them with original ones!"

Yan Xiaokai said with a light smile: "It doesn't matter, money is outside the body, safety is the first. Let's change it, this is human life. If 5000 yuan can buy a guarantee, it is as good a deal as possible!"

Li Baogen nodded secretly. After all, he is a college student, so he really has a different view!

Yan Xiaokai moved out his big old schoolbag in the back seat, unzipped it, took out a bunch of banknotes from it, and handed half of it to Li Baogen, "Uncle Gen, come on, count it, this is Five thousand, please replace me with a new tire."

Looking at the stack of pink banknotes, Li Baogen dared not accept them as if he thought the money was hot.

Yan Xiaokai said: "What's wrong?"

Li Baogen said in embarrassment: "Kaizi, our store has been open for less than three months. A car like yours has almost never appeared in the town. I don't have such tires. I have to buy them from the city. And It will take two or three days at the earliest to replace it for you."

Yan Xiao laughed and stuffed the money into his hand, "It doesn't matter, when you buy the goods, you can change them for me, anyway, I have to stay at home for a while."

Li Baogen said: "Then how dare I take your money first."

Yan Xiaokai said: "It's okay, just take it first, it costs money to buy. I have a spare tire at the back, you can replace it for me first. When the tire comes, give me a call, and I will drive over to change it."

Li Baogen nodded hurriedly, and now he is busy changing the tire.

Yan Xiaokai was worried that Bi Yu could not find him at the intersection after buying vegetables, so he said, "Uncle Gen, you are busy first, I will wait for Sister Bi Yu at the intersection."

Li Baogen nodded, "Okay, go, it's done, I'll call you!"

Yan Xiaokai walked to the intersection where he stopped just now, and waited for Bi Yu to come back.

After standing for a while, a brand new Honda Accord drove up and honked its horn when it got close.

Yan Xiaokai thought it was blocking his way, so he moved aside.

Who knew that the Honda Accord suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.

Yan Xiaokai was taken aback, and subconsciously dodged to the side.

It's just that when the car came close, it slammed on the brakes and barely stopped about fifty centimeters in front of Yan Xiaokai.

Then, the glass window on the side of the driver's seat was slowly lowered, and a fat, big-eared, mean and fleshy face poked out with a smile, "Hey, this is not a college student from our village, a great talent, Yan Xiaokai ?"

Yan Xiaokai looked at that person, searched his memory, and then remembered who it was in front of him, and said calmly: "I don't know who it is, it turns out that you have a stomachache! Long time no see, do you still have a stomachache now?" ?”

Stomach pain, his name is Du Ziteng, the eldest son of Du Yajin, the head of Yan Xiaokai’s village and secretary of the village party committee, because his name is homonymous with stomach pain, and he also suffered from stomach pain when he was young, so everyone calls him stomach pain .

But this stomachache is not pitiful, on the contrary, it is hateful, because he is no different from Lin Weike, they both take pleasure in bullying Yan Xiaokai.In the past, Yan Xiaokai was often bullied by him.

When Du Ziteng heard that Yan Xiaokai not only dared to call his nickname, but also dared to make fun of himself, he immediately became unhappy, and shouted: "My stomach pain has stopped a long time ago, and I don't call myself Du Ziteng anymore, I change my name to Du Ziteng." It’s so much more cultured, temperamental, and connotative than Yan Xiaokai, whose name sounds like a supporting role.”

Du Shengchong?

Yan Xiaokai laughed again, "Stomach hurts because of stomach bugs. Good name, really good name."

Du Ziteng got angry, he immediately opened the car door and got out, "Yan Xiaokai, are you a good-for-nothing looking for a cigarette?"

Yan Xiaokai's eyebrows sank, all kinds of past came to mind, and he bullied him with a single step, "You are the one who is looking for trouble first!"

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days, you've got a bad temper!" Du Ziteng reached out and almost touched Yan Xiaokai's bridge of nose, and said in a loud voice, "What's wrong with you, I'm going to pick on you?"

Yan Xiaokai may not be able to beat the top ten masters of the police academy, but he doesn't pay attention to the fat man in front of him!

Seeing that his finger was almost pointing at his nose, he immediately stretched out his hand, grasped it, twisted it hard, and performed a small grab.

"Ouch!" Du Ziteng, who was in pain, screamed, his whole body was twisted and turned around, and he was half shorter, and he shouted at Yan Xiao who was behind him: "What are you doing? Let go, let go, my The hand is broken!"

Yan Xiaokai let go of his hand, kicked his butt violently, and said coldly: "If you mess with me again, I will take your skin!"

Du Ziteng stood up with great difficulty, staring at him resentfully, and at the same time wondering why the cowardly and incompetent waste material suddenly became so powerful.

But when he thought about it again, he understood a little bit. He heard that what kind of police academy this good-for-nothing went to. Since it was a police academy, he must practice martial arts.He has never practiced anything, so he can't be his opponent, so he can only accept this loss.

It's just that his small eyes rolled around, and he thought of a disgusting way again.

Du Ziteng straightened his messed up Chow Yun-fat hairstyle, straightened his suit, and said with a smile: "Yan Xiaokai, I'm just kidding, I was just kidding with you, after all, everyone is from the same village, are you kidding?" I can't even open it."

Yan Xiaokai glanced at him indifferently, "Isn't it because you are from the same village? If it were someone else, I would have beaten him to the ground!"

Du Ziteng approached with a cheeky smile, took out a hard box of Zhonghua, popped out one and handed it over, "Come on, smoke! Smoke!"

Only halfway through handing it over, his hand turned again and stuffed it straight into his mouth, "Oh, I forgot. You should be used to smoking two yuan and five Yeshu, but you are not used to smoking such a good cigarette!"

Yan Xiaokai sneered, ignored his poor performance at all, and looked up to the market, but Bi Yu hadn't come back yet...