Matatu made a thrust and entered Hluhluwe in more than ten minutes.

The car door opened, and Yang Shubao walked slowly down with his feet softly. Nate, who was walking behind him, pushed him with dissatisfaction.

Uncle Yang was very angry: "Are you going to rebel?"

Nate didn't say anything, pushed him away and rushed out of the car and knelt on the ground: "Wow! Wow!"

Uncle Yang forgave his previous unreasonable actions.

He was quite pitiful to this little goblin. He took the crazy express train for the first time when he arrived on Earth. I guess the kid had a shadow in his heart.

Compared with his hometown, Heluhluwe, it is very small, but as the saying goes, although the sparrow is small, it has many buildings and a complete industry. It has supermarkets, restaurants, hotels, car repair shops, beer houses, and hospitals. It is quite lively.

In addition, the small town is worthy of being a famous tourist town. It has houses scattered, streets are crisscrossed, sanitary maintenance is well maintained, and the architectural planning is good. A small garden will appear on the streets and alleys inadvertently, making people feel comfortable.

Yang Shubao had to solve the communication problem first. He found the business hall of South African Telecom Company in a small town and took the temporary documents he got from the police station yesterday to reissue his mobile phone card.

South African Telecom is the largest mobile telecom operator in this country. It has strong strength and is easy to find its business hall. Yang Shubao saw the three letters of MIN, which is the abbreviation of South African Telecom.

After entering the business hall, he looked at it and saw a big red chrysanthemum sticking to the wall, and there was a line below it: China's Huawei helped South Africa's 4G takeoff.

After reissue the mobile phone card, he first looked at the signal. Heluhluwe is definitely not comparable to a small place like a resort town where you can't lay eggs. The call signal here is almost full and the network signal has two.

In this way, he downloaded WeChat directly and contacted his mentor and colleagues from WeChat.

The internet speed was a bit slow, so he went to a restaurant to ask for a few skewers of barbecue, and downloaded them while picking up the skewers.

The software was finally downloaded successfully, and the login was smooth with a mobile phone number verification. After he went to WeChat, he first sent messages to several classmates and Chinese colleagues in the reserve. Then he habitually opened his Moments to see what his stupid classmates have posted recently.

The first result was that his university class leader Lu Penghui posted a picture of his hands clasping together. The words on it were: Old classmates will always remember the past four years.

Yang Shubao was stunned. He had just broken off contact with his classmates for two days, and some classmates died?

For a moment, he hesitated. Could it be that the reserve made a mistake and found out that he was missing and notified the country that he had died?

Then he thought that this would not be the case. He had only been missing for two days. With the delay of South Africans, it was impossible to treat death so quickly. Besides, the workstations in the reserve are far apart and often have no contact with each other for several days. I guess no one has found out that he has disappeared.

So he sighed that life is so fragile, the world is so impermanent, and a person will never know which tomorrow or accident will come first.

This situation is not suitable for likes, so he put down the skewers in his hand and quickly replied: Who was in an accident at the squad leader? Why didn’t I notify me? (Tear) (Tear) (Tear))

The next circle of friends is a nephew of his family who posted a photo of the Central News Network on a computer: He is in an Internet cafe and cares about the country.

He continued to pull down without replying. Below is a selfie sent by his high school goddess. Uncle Yang clicked on the open and stared at him for a while, then lifted his waist and liked it in time.

After continuing to pull a few more pieces, he saw another college classmate sending a picture of a candle, with the words "Always remember your smile when we won the New Cup championship, MVP, goodbye in heaven."

Yang Shubao was anxious. The classmate who died was from the basketball team in the class? That must be his friend. The eight people in their basketball team played very well.

He pulled down again and finally pulled to the circle of friends of Ding Yuquan, a roommate in the lower bunk. There were no pictures, only one line of words: From now on, there will be no brothers in my upper bunk! Hu Shubao, give Tiezi a bed in heaven, and I will sleep with your lower bunk at that time!

Looking at this circle of friends, Yang Shubao was anxious. It turned out that he was the one who paid tribute to him in front of him. Fuck him, why did the whole class think he had died? He even looked down and someone posted photos of incense burning!

Yang Shubao first sent a video application to Sha Diao Diao on the lower bunk. The video was connected quickly, and there was a shocked black face opposite: "I am my grass, Hu Shubao? Or is it because someone tricked me or I was illusioned? Or is there a signal in heaven? Did Jobs really do mobile communication in heaven?"

"Get out, what's wrong with Daquanzi? Why are you all paying homage to me in your circle of friends? I'm living a good life!"

"It was our university counselor who informed him in the class group that your graduate supervisor told him the news of your death, and it seemed that you were struck by lightning. Then were you dead?"

"I won't die even if you die. I have to go and hold your coffin!"

"Damn! Then I bought my black suit in white? After a few brothers in our team learned that you had died, they were going to your house to attend your funeral. They just bought a black suit together yesterday. It's a pity that I bought from the physical store in Pama. I can't refund it. I said you are really not dead?"

Yang Shubao ignored this stupid thing and said, "Wait, go to my house to attend my funeral, then my parents will know the news too?"

"Our classmates all know that your parents can't...hey, why are you black? Are you dead? What should I do if I black suit?"

Uncle Yang hung up the video and quickly called his father. A trembling voice sounded from the receiver: "Hello, me, have my son's luggage been sent back to China so quickly?"

"Dad, I am your son, I am a baby!" Uncle Yang said in a hurry, "Don't listen to the nonsense of the school. I'm fine, I'm not dead, alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm fine, they're wrong!"

His father Yang Zhengnian's voice suddenly became several decibels: "Are you a baby? Are you alive?"

"Yes, the school made a mistake. It was not me who died in the reserve, but my colleague..." Yang Shubao quickly realized his true identity.

Poor his father was old and cried on the phone: "God bless me, my ancestors bless me. Mom, don't burn paper, return the paper man's wreath, let Lao Liu not contact the hearse, my son is alive!"

Next, it was his mother's turn to snatch the phone and start crying, and ordered him to return home quickly, not allowing him to stay in South Africa.

Uncle Yang hung up the phone with a headache, and then started calling the reserve stupid. If you don’t have a person, can’t you look for it? You just reported the death news, which is a waste of trouble.

Now that he has the Tree of Life, he will not return to the reserve, and he does not even plan to continue his postgraduate studies, so he did not continue to contact the reserve, and began to wander around the streets looking for the construction team.

Nate pulled him and said, "Lord, I'm hungry, too."

Yang Shubao said disgustedly: "You really can't do anything, you can't eat anything left. You're hungry before noon? What else can you do besides eating? What's the use of me?"

Nate said aggrievedly: "I can open a safe."

Uncle Yang was stunned and said, "Let's go, the city lord will take you to eat fruit."
Chapter completed!