On the side of the suburban road, there is the wreckage of an abandoned truck. Every time I travel here, I think of Zheng Huan’s story. . .
On a provincial road at night, a truck full of cargo was running. Because it is located in a wild country, there are no passing vehicles along the way, and the road is fairly straight, so this behemoth , Was actually driven to eighty. Two people were riding in the cab: driver Zheng Huan was holding the steering wheel, strenuously opening his tired eyes, looking at the road ahead; next to him was the escort and backup driver Daikoko, who had to travel both day and night. This full load of goods was sent to the port of another city. Zheng Huan released his hand, rubbed his eyes, and said to the escort on the side: “Ryoko, don’t you have time to take a nap? Don’t waste it, it will take a few hours to reach the destination.”
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Da Liangzi is Zheng Huan’s distant nephew, and is a fledgling half-size son. This is the first time he has followed a long distance run. At this time, perhaps the freshness has not passed, he replied: “Uncle, I don’t Sleepy, you drive, I will show you the way.”
Zheng Huan smiled: “This kid. What can you see when the black lights are blind? If you are not sleepy, you can whisper to your uncle. “”
Hey, he asked again, “Uncle, don’t be sleepy anymore, otherwise we will change, and I will open it for you?”
“No. Your uncle and I ran out of the night and practiced a pair of night owl eyes. You can’t see the road clearly, and you can’t open it at night. I’m fine, I’m not sleepy, but I’m a little tired. I can talk better.” br>c1();
Liuzi rolled the window down, and the fresh and cold air outside the car suddenly poured into the compartment. He asked again: “Uncle, you run long distances all year round. Haven’t you encountered anything new, something weird and strange?”
Zheng Huan thought about it and said, “Yes, there are… but… “He seemed to be uneasy and looked around the window, so he made a mysterious expression: “It’s just not suitable for speaking now…” Liang Zi’s appetite was raised high, and he quickly asked: “What’s not suitable?”
Zheng Huan glanced at him mysteriously: “A little scary supernatural event, do you want to hear it?”
Liu Zi got his energy: “I want to hear it” I want to hear it, uncle, hurry and say, I’m listening.”
Zheng Huan pondered for a while, and slowly said: “Then my brother Luo Guo’s personal experience,’The one with a hijab “Bride”‘s story…”
“In the first two years, it was more traditional to hold happy events in remote rural areas: the bride was taken from her mother’s house and she had to put a piece on her head. The red cloth can’t be removed by the groom official until he enters the cave. Before this, the man and the woman should theoretically have never met. Of course, now it is free love, which part of the bride looks like The man has cleared the door long agoHowever, this form of clamshell is still preserved. In that year Luo Luo’s big wedding, the team of greetings went to the neighboring village early in the morning to pick up the bride. Luo Guo, he was busy at home, a little nervous and a little uneasy. . . At this time, a kid who was kissing was covered in dirt and panicked and ran into his yard. When he entered the door, he shouted, ‘It’s not good, it’s not good, Lao Luo, something happened! “Lao Luo quickly grabbed him to ask what happened.” The boy slowed down for a long time before he said, ‘Lao Luo, your wife has an accident! The welcome team had an accident on the road!
Luo Luo was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. He learned from the boy’s mouth that the off-road vehicle specially used for the bride was driving on the provincial road for a while. The speed was too fast to hold the throttle and collided head-on with a glass-pulling tractor. The bride was sitting in the back row, and she didn’t understand what was going on. She flew out of the car and flew out more than ten meters, her neck broke. My head was stunned to cut the glass shards in half, I don’t know where they were thrown. . . ”