Qiao Mian turned her head and looked at the second-hand van on the other side of the yard.

Two large bamboo cages of cherries were already placed in the open carriage.

"When is it now? Why are you selling these cherries for?" Qiao Mian refused.

"Isn't cherry money?" Qiao Lin glared, "I want to waste it before I make money?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go sell it." Seeing that my mother had the idea of ​​speaking, Qiao Mian quickly closed the car and jumped to the driver's seat.

Before he could turn the steering wheel, the car started automatically and drove towards the gate.

"The door has not opened yet!" Su Yueling frowned and stood up and shouted.

But I saw two mechanical claws poking out from under the car body and directly pulled the door open.

Su Yueling turned her head to look at her husband in surprise.

Qiao Lin also opened her mouth wide: "Is this a Transformer?"

Optimus on the side said, "It's drifting, my partner."

drift?

Qiao Lin shook her head and said she didn't know each other.

On the van.

Qiao Mian put her feet on the steering wheel.

"Mr. Qiao, where are we going?" A voice came from the car.

"In the county town." Qiao Mian said.

"The east side seems to be more lively," said Drift, "It should be better to sell things there, right?"

Qiao Mian turned her head and looked east.

See the long convoy from afar.

That is the direction of Yunling Mountain.

"The traffic jam is also very serious," he said.

"I have special overtaking skills." The drift accelerated sharply.

"Slow down," Qiao Mian shouted, "I don't wear a seat belt."

KAKA.

The seat belt was automatically tied to his chest.

"Why join in the fun," said Qiao Mian. "If you want to Bumblebee, you will be able to fencing it in a few days."

"Hoho, I'm going to chop that guy over!" Drift screamed.

Qiao Mian also smiled.

At first, he asked Drift and Bumblebee to do odd jobs in the park together, and the relationship between the two was very good.

Later, considering that my father often drove to other places, my mother was worried about being alone at home, so she secretly asked the drift to replace the second-hand van at home.

This guy is also boring.

...

There is obviously a lot more traffic in the county.

Qiao Mian casually found a place without urban management, opened the carriage, and hung the sign next to the car door.

"Fresh cherries, 8 yuan per pound."

Drift shouting.

Keep going.

A big belly guy who was passing by glanced at the car: "Brother, your car has a good sound, so loud."

Qiao Mian smiled and said nothing.

He thought to himself: There is no need to refuel this car.

With the help of drifting, and the price of Qiao Mian is not high, others don’t pay it back much, so they sold out all these cherries in less than an hour.

Sunlight is slanting westward.

It was already seven o'clock in the afternoon.

In the morning, he also acted as Iron Man in the park and sold cherries in the county town in the afternoon.

It's really magical to think about it.

"It's just a meal." Qiao Mian thought to herself.

He originally wanted to eat a bowl of noodles or cold-skinned pork buns, but he touched his thick pocket and decided to reward himself with something delicious.

When he passed by a well-decorated restaurant, he walked straight in.

After ordering a gourd chicken, he ordered another portion of shredded potatoes and hot pot. He put down the menu and took out his phone to open the headlines.

The fantasy park popped up immediately.

Qiao Mian glanced at him and found that it was a screenshot of Liang Xiaoyu's live broadcast room, which was aimed at him.

Unfortunately, the Iron Man's suit blocked his handsome face.

Qiao Mian looked at the content inside.

There is nothing new, it is just bragging about this miracle far beyond the two technological revolutions.

I opened the comments and found that there were more than 100,000 comments.

What surprised Qiao Mian was that most of them were questioning.

But what's fun is that in addition to the doubts, about one-third of the remaining questioners came to apologize.

There are also a bunch of people praising the transparency of national information, but such news is not blocked.

Qiao Mian was watching with relish when he suddenly heard a light cough.

He raised his head and saw that it was a woman standing opposite him, and then slowly sat down.

Qiao Mian glanced at him and found that there were many empty seats around him.

Chat up a conversation?

There are quite a lot of peeks by girls on the street, but it was the first time I was actually chatted with.

He looked at this very eye-catching woman carefully.

He is in his early twenties, with long yellow hair, beautiful appearance, and his appearance is about 0.7 Liang Xiaoyu.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Minwen." The woman said as she looked up and down at Qiao Mian.

Black T-shirts, cheap goods like Sembilani Road.

I saw it before, black Peak sweatpants.

The shoes are probably Urata products.

My hair is a little oily and I probably haven't washed it for two days.

She looks pretty good, otherwise she wouldn't have sat here.

"Hello." Qiao Mian smiled.

He thought about how to politely refuse to reject the party.

But this woman is a little strange. Why did she sit opposite her when she met?

Could it be that you still want to have a meal?

"I'm in the laboratory department of the county hospital. What's your job now?" Jiang Minwen asked.

Qiao Mian was stunned: "Is it very important?"

Nowadays, when you are having sex with someone else, you have to ask about your job?

Jiang Minwen subconsciously frowned.

She looked at the seat number at the corner of the table, No. 61.

My aunt said this is it?

She looked up at Qiao Mian and whispered: "I am Wang Cuiling introduced..."

Before he finished speaking, an exclaim came from the side: "Hey, isn't this noodles?"

Qiao Mian turned her head and looked.

A young man in shirt and trousers and frameless glasses was waving at him.

Qiao Mian felt that this guy looked familiar and must be a high school classmate.

"Why, don't you recognize me?" The man walked towards Qiao Mian and reached out and patted his shoulder hard.
To be continued...