Chapter 245 Sit in the back
"Aqiu~" Yang Fan, who had just sat in the driver's seat with the little white tiger in his arms, suddenly sneezed.
Fu Cancan, who was about to get into the car behind, stopped and asked with concern, "Yang Fan, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"
"Someone must be scolding her. "Qi Ming said sarcastic words while walking slowly past Yang Fan, walked around the front of the car and sat on the passenger seat.
Yang Fan waved his hand, "I'm fine, Sister Cancan."
After listening to her saying that it was okay, Fu Cancan got on the bus with confidence. One of the two seats in the middle was already occupied by Yan Qing, so she consciously sat at the back.
Xiao Lin and Song Weiwei, who were right behind them, both consciously sat in the last row. Tang Yuanyuan got on the bus last and sat in the remaining middle seat.
Yang Fan glanced behind him through the rearview mirror and frowned slightly,
With Song Weiwei and Qi Ming who were going to join in the fun, there were five of them and two ghosts in total. , Yang Fan specifically asked Wang Dequan to borrow a seven-seater SUV.
"You sit in the back," Yang Fan ruthlessly drove Qi Ming away from the co-pilot, "Does this seat belong to you? You sit down."
Qi Ming asked her, "Then where should I sit?"
He still didn't believe it. Apart from this seat, there were other people who dared to sit in the same row as him.
Yang Fan said matter-of-factly, "Sit in the last row."
Qi Ming looked at her in disbelief, then turned to look at the crowded three-person seat behind, "You let I’m sitting in the last row!”
He is a high-ranking Yinzai, how can he squeeze into such a small space? !
Fu Cancan and the others looked at each other in the back seat. The boss came to sit here, so where should they sit?
"It's good to give you a seat. If you don't want to, you can sit on the roof of the car, or go back to your underworld," Yang Fan rolled his eyes.
I even picked it up for her.
Qi Ming:? ? Who recruited him? ? ?
Yang Fan turned to the back and said: "Xiao Lin, come to the co-pilot, along with Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing, you two sit in the last row for me."
All the good seats were taken up by them, and there was no trace of gentlemanly demeanor left.
Besides, she is doing this for their own good. If they like Qi Ming so much, they will definitely be very happy to sit next to him.
Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing: A little happy but not much.
Under Yang Fan's forceful suppression, the people in the car changed positions again. Xiao Lin sat on the passenger seat, Fu Cancan and Song Weiwei sat on the two single seats in the middle, Tang Yuanyuan, Yan Qing and Qi Ming were crowded in the last row.
After returning to her passenger seat, Xiao Lin was still a little weirdly excited. Sure enough, she was the most important in the boss's heart.
Yang Fan handed the little white tiger to Xiao Lin to hold. This time, it would go with them.
Fu Cancan and Song Weiwei were sitting on the two spacious single seats in the middle. They looked at Qi Ming who had a not so good look behind them, and they both felt a little uneasy.
They wanted to say that they should just sit back and forget it, but seeing Yang Fan's face that refused to refuse, they couldn't say anything.
Two men and one ghost, the three men squeezed into the last row. Not to mention the small space, especially their ancestor sitting in the middle. Tang Yuanyuan wished he could press his whole body against the car. I was afraid that I would squeeze in the Patriarch.
Yan Qing also looked very uncomfortable, sitting stiffly on the edge, trying to give up the biggest position to Qi Ming.
Qi Ming sat in the middle with a stinking face and said nothing. If he had known she treated him like this, he would have gone back to the underworld after lunch.
He doesn’t understand himself either. If he wants to join in the fun, he can go directly to Nanchang by himself. It’s convenient and fast. Why do he have to be so cowardly crowded here?
Qi Ming raised his eyes and looked at Yang Fan in front of him, who happened to be looking towards him as well. Their eyes met. He was stunned for a moment and looked away awkwardly.
He thought: It must be that he felt that Yang Fan was a bit familiar. In order to find out who she was, he compromised and stayed. Well, that's it. It's definitely not because he can't beat her, absolutely!
Yang Fan glanced around behind him, nodded with satisfaction, finally put on his sunglasses and started the car.
"Yang Fan, drive slower and pay attention to safety on the road."
Grandma Xu stood on the roadside and told her.
“I understand, Grandma Xu.”
Yangyang was held by Aunt Zhang on the side of the road, watching the car go further and further aggrievedly, “Ooooooo...Grandma , Yangyang also wants to play. "The child was a little sad, why his mother used to take him to play wherever she went, but now she doesn't take him to play with her.
Aunt Zhang comforted him, "Mom will take you out to play next time. This time mom is going to play with her friends."
"Can grandma take you to play with brother Kangkang?"
"Okay~"
When the car was about to leave the village, Song Weiwei inevitably became nervous. Her eyes stared at the scenery outside for a moment until the car drove out of the country road. On the national highway, her heart relaxed.
Looking at the scenery passing by outside, she smiled and was very happy that she could finally go home.
Xiao Lin was used to Yang Fan being able to drive a sports car no matter what kind of car he drove, so she didn't feel anything when sitting in the passenger seat. Instead, she felt a little excited.
As a ghost, Song Weiwei didn’t get motion sickness when he was alive, so he didn’t feel much.
Fu Cancan was a little scared at first, but she was not so scared after Xiao Lin comforted her.
Not to mention Qi Ming, leaning back on the seat with his eyes closed, without any discomfort.
But Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan suffered a little.
Not to mention the narrow space in the back, there was also an ancestor sitting in the middle. When their bodies shifted with the inertia of the car, they had to work hard to keep their bodies from touching the ancestor.
The short two-hour journey was more tiring than a day's practice.
Originally a journey of more than three hours, Yang Fan arrived in less than two hours. He set off at 6:30 and arrived in downtown NC before 9:00.
When he got out of the car, Tang Yuanyuan's legs were shaking uncontrollably. Yan Qing was not as exaggerated as him, but his slightly blue face proved that his condition was not much better.
Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin looked at Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan with some sympathy.
Song Weiwei looked at the bustling and familiar streets, endured her excitement and said to Yang Fan: "Master, my family doesn't live here, let's go to my house first!"
She can't wait to see her now Mom and dad.
Yang Fan held the little white tiger with one hand and walked towards the place where the fragrance came out, "Eat something first."
Song Weiwei thought for a while, he was already back anyway, and it was not far from home. No matter how far it is, there is no rush for this moment.
She followed quickly, "Master, I recommend a Gan restaurant to you. Their soybean-roasted chicken feet and griddle-pot spicy frog are particularly delicious."
"Lead the way." Yang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.
I came so early to enjoy the delicious food here in Nanchang.
Qi Ming walked to Yang Fan's right side calmly, Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin followed them arm in arm, and Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan walked to the back.
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At eleven o'clock in the evening, Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi came to the inn to clock in on time and were silent for a long time when they saw the paper taped to the door.
The paper said: The key is on the window sill. Open the door and go to work. We are going out.
Simple and clear.
The two ghosts were silent for a moment, and they punched in tacit agreement. One scissor and one fist determined the outcome in an instant.
Liang Zishu looked up to the sky and smiled, "Hahahahahaha... I won again!"
Jian Xiangdi looked at his hands in despair, how could his luck be so bad.
No matter how upset he was, he was destined to watch from the inn again.
Hey, I made another hundred yuan less.