I didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but as the timeline extended, I suddenly became more nervous despite being vigilant. Master
, have you walked this road just now? I asked in a polite and tentative tone.
The uncle riding a three-wheeled motorcycle turned around and gave me a blank look without saying a word, and continued to rush towards an inexplicable place.
Just when he turned back and rolled his eyes at me, I couldn't help but feel mixed emotions deep in my heart. Could it be that I met a bad guy, what is he going to do?
I suddenly remembered my grandma’s voice telling me before going out to be careful when I go out. As the saying goes, you must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others. Eat and drink whatever strangers give you. If you don’t answer, there are all kinds of people out there. Otherwise, if I sell you, you’ll still be helping others count their money!
Thinking of this, infinite fear arose spontaneously. Did I meet a bad person for the first time when I went out? Am I going to be raped by him... I didn't dare to think about it and I couldn't help but think about it. After all, people's hearts are separated from each other! How do I know if he has any bad intentions?
There were occasional lights on the avenue, which was not busy compared to now, but the surroundings were eerily quiet, and not a single person was seen.
Just when I was anxious and overwhelmed, and big beads of sweat were literally falling down my forehead, a figure finally appeared walking more than ten meters in front of me!
Uncle, it’s me, I yelled at the figure in front of me while grabbing the three-wheel master’s clothes.
The figure stopped when he heard my shout. Seeing that the tricycle master did not stop at all, the figure suddenly jumped in front of the tricycle and blocked the way with his body.
Seeing that his car was stopped inexplicably, the driver opened his mouth to greet the man with a Chinese quintessence. The man did not reply immediately, but just looked at me and said: "Little nephew, why are you here?" Why don't you give me a call?
Master Sanlun looked at me for a while and then looked at the person blocking the way. For a while, the monk who was also two feet tall was confused.
While the driver was thinking about his next move, the strange "uncle" helped me get the luggage in front of me, and I hurriedly got out of the car! How much does
cost? "Uncle" pretended to be like my real uncle and asked the three-wheel master.
50 yuan. Just when I was about to blurt out the price I had agreed with Master Sanlun before, "Uncle" then asked, where did you get my little nephew? Master Sanlun did not answer directly, but said in a roundabout way that he had been running for more than an hour. .
"Uncle" turned to look at me again, where did he pull you from?
Passenger Terminal, I was thinking about what to say but my "uncle" stopped me.
"Uncle" leaned closer to the tricycle master, and then glared: "It's only a few miles from the station to here, and you ran for more than an hour?" Just open your mouth and ask for 50 yuan? You are sincerely taking a detour. You are cheating my nephew who has never been out of the house. You still have 30 yuan. Why don’t you grab it!
Seeing that he couldn't hold himself any longer, Master Miwa muttered that he wanted me to give him 30 yuan for anything. Although Master Miwa insisted on asking for 30 yuan, in front of the burly "uncle", he seemed to be Like a deflated balloon.
The "uncle" did not continue to bargain with him. He took out a wad of money from his pocket, took out a five-yuan note and handed it to the three-wheel master, up to five dollars. Do you want it or not? After that, "Uncle" stared at him with a fierce look on his face.
The three-wheel master may have felt that he had encountered a hard problem, or he may have felt guilty, so he borrowed the money and drove away in despair.
It wasn’t until “uncle” patted me on the shoulder that I brought my thoughts back.
I hurriedly took out a ten-yuan note from my backpack and handed it to him, but he kept rejecting it.
At this time, the "uncle" looked around and said: "You haven't eaten yet, let's go. There is a small restaurant in front. Let's fill our stomachs first." After saying that, I couldn't help but refuse.
Having had the experience of tricycle, although I am very grateful to my "uncle" for shouting when there is an injustice on the road, vigilance still involuntarily dominates my inner world. After all, I also understand the words "just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth".
Anyway, I’m hungry too, so I’ll fill my stomach first with my “uncle”. As the saying goes, it’s a blessing, not a curse, but a curse can’t be avoided. So I was carrying a small bag, and the fake uncle helped me carry the big bag. talk.
After about seven or eight minutes, I was taken into a small restaurant by my fake uncle.
let him order a few dishes, and then we sat around the table facing each other.
While the vegetables were cooking, the "uncle" took out his cell phone and asked me, "Do you have the phone number of your relative here?" Let me contact you. How about we wait while we eat? He didn't mean anything coercive, and I handed him my cousin's husband's phone number from my pocket. He was holding the paper in one hand and pressing the keyboard with the other.
It turns out that the "uncle" is a veteran who runs freight in this city and can be regarded as a small boss. When life was not good before, my wife ran away with someone else. Now that life is better, my wife comes back every now and then. Harass him and ask to marry him.
On the one hand, he was betrayed by his wife, and on the other hand, he yearned for the happy and happy family life before. After all, they still had two children, and he was really troubled and depressed. No, he couldn't sleep at night and ran out to walk on the road to relax!
While I was waiting for my cousin-in-law to pick me up, we talked a lot, and I deeply realized how difficult it is for a middle-aged man, but no matter how difficult it is, he cannot have the virtues of a three-wheel master. I thought of him. What starts with a smile on your face will make you feel scared!
"Uncle" was very generous. Not only did he hand me over to my relatives, he even didn't let me pay for the meal. When he saw my cousin-in-law coming to pick me up, he urged us to go back and rest quickly. After all, we had survived. It's almost midnight.
When we said goodbye again, I just twisted my neck and looked straight at him through the car window, until his burly figure disappeared, until my eyes were involuntarily blurred...
Although that "uncle" was fake , I recognized it halfway, but it really warmed my heart for a long, long time!
I wish him well and sincerely wish him a healthy and happy life!
