At noon, when Wang Yue fell asleep, Wang fan dressed himself and left the community.
After stopping the taxi and walking towards the teahouse, Wang Fan found that he had left his cigarette in Wang Yue's house. With a wry smile, he had to put the lighter back in his pocket and turned to see the scenery outside the window.
The driver saw Wang Fan's action and said with a smile: "brother, if you don't dislike it, you can smoke mine."
Hearing the taxi driver's words, Wang Fan turned around and looked at him. Although he was a little surprised, he said politely, "thank you."
Under the handbrake between the driver's seat and the co driver's seat, there was a pack of ten yuan cigarettes. Half of the cigarettes in the cigarette box had been smoked. Wang Fan took one out of his hand and picked it up in his mouth.
The smell of tobacco penetrated into his nose, which made Wang Fan's head clear and his fatigue dissipated. He leaned comfortably on the back of his seat, with a proud smile on his face.
"Brother, I had a fight with my daughter-in-law." The driver was in his 40s. Seeing Wang Fan curled up in his seat, he said with a smile.
"Ha! No Wang Fan replied with a dry smile.
"Brother, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Your daughter-in-law can still quarrel with you, which means that she still cares about you. If she doesn't have you in her heart, she won't talk to you at all." The talking driver turned the steering wheel and the taxi got on the overpass.
The main road of H city is not spacious. After all, it is not the first tier city in China, so the road construction is also very general, so the vehicles on the overpass are very crowded, and Wang Fan's taxi is soon blocked on the road.
Looking at the long motorcade ahead, the taxi driver said with a smile, "yes, it gives me another chance to smoke and be lazy."
Immersed in what the driver said just now, Wang Fan found that they were stuck in the road. He thought the taxi driver would be a little annoyed, but he didn't expect that he was happy to smoke.
The taxi driver's optimism puzzled Wang Fan. He sat up and asked, "man, I didn't expect you to be so optimistic. It seems that life is very leisurely."
"I'm just in a good mood. If I told you that the car was rented, I would give the owner 300 yuan every day, no matter whether there was income or not. What would you think?" Spitting a cigarette ring, the driver said slowly.
Wang Fan was stunned by these words. He scratched his short hair and then asked, "my sister-in-law must understand you very well. I heard what you said just now..."
Before Wang Fan finished speaking, the driver laughed. He took a look at Wang Fan with a sincere face and said, "my wife thinks I'm poor. She has divorced me. Her children go to school in other places and seldom contact me. She only calls me when she asks for money."
"Lying trough!"
The driver who thought he was happy in front of him had an enviable life,
But I didn't expect that he had such an experience.
People over 40, not only no economic savings, but also lost his wife, also let his children dislike.
Wang fan is more and more curious about the middle-aged man in front of him. He puts his body in the driver's seat and asks with a smile: "brother, you have such a state of mind. Seriously, ordinary people can't match you."
"Yes? I think many people are better than me. At least they won't be like me. They always remember these annoying things. They live more free and easy than me. " The driver replied with a smile.
From the look on the driver's face, Wang Fan did not see that he was lying, and his words made Wang Fan's heart suddenly open up.
Live in this world, many things will let you have no way to let go, will often trouble your life.
However, even if you live in this painful struggle every day and every moment, there is no way to solve these problems.
So, why don't you want to drive some?
The poorest is no more than begging, and immortality will come out.
Wang Fan suddenly felt that in front of this optimistic driver, he seemed so humble and insignificant.
A 40 year old man can still give himself confidence and hope. Should he, a young man in his early twenties, be depressed every day?
"Ha! It's time to finish smoking, and the road is open! " The driver who put out the cigarette butts laughed and started the car while talking to Wang Fan beside him.
"Thank you, big brother!"
Heart knot finally opened, Wang fan is very sincere thank the driver in front of.
The driver didn't turn his head. He just said with a smile, "just a cigarette. You're welcome. The fare can't be less, brother!"
"Ha ha!" Hearing the driver's last words, Wang Fan laughed loudly.
Two strangers, talking all the way, soon came to the roadside in front of the teahouse.
Taking out a hundred yuan note, Wang Fan put it on the co pilot's seat and said to the driver with a smile, "brother, I work in this teahouse. Come and have a cup of tea when I'm not busy!"
"Brother, it's not that much." The driver who hurriedly took the change didn't care to pick up Wang Fan.
"It's fun chatting with you. Don't change the change!" With these words, Wang Fan closed the door and turned to the teahouse.
The taxi driver in the car, looking at Wang Fan's back, took the money from the co driver's seat with a bitter smile and said in a low voice: "brother, I should thank you!"
Wang Fan, who went to the teahouse door, looked at the clean steps and the door which had been replaced with new glass, and nodded with satisfaction.
The attendant at the gate saw Wang Fan appear and immediately informed Hu Xiaomei in the hall. Hu Xiaomei in cheongsam wiped her hands and came to the gate with a smile.
"Brother fan, the blind man just said," I want to have a few drinks with you at noon today, and you will show up immediately! " Hu Xiaomei stands beside Wang Fan and whispers to him.
"The blind man is looking for me?" Mention blind ye, Wang Fan immediately thought of ghost uncle said things, he guessed in his heart, blind ye may also want to say this thing with him.
"Last night, the blind Master asked about you. I told him that you were out to do business. He said that if you didn't come back at noon, I would call you and ask you to come back to drink with him." Hu Xiaomei tells the truth about the blind master.
"Good!"
Knowing that the blind Master was looking for something to do with himself, Wang Fan nodded and went to the stairs, ready to go to the blind Master's room.
Without waiting for Wang Fan to go to the stairs, Hu Xiaomei, who is following him, catches up and stops him.
Looking at Hu Xiaomei in doubt, Wang Fan asked, "what else is the matter?"
Looking around, no one noticed. Hu Xiaomei came up to Wang Fan's ear and whispered, "it seems that Tailong is looking for you."
"Oh? How do you know? " Wang Fan frowned and asked softly.
"In the morning, I saw his men, who had been watching not far from the teahouse, I guess." Hu Xiaomei looked outside the teahouse and whispered.