Chapter 14: Chest pain

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In Wang Ping's memory, the village director Wang Jingyi is an annoying guy. He has done bad things that he can't remember, but his nephews are the village tyrants and leopards, and he is not a good person if he wants to come.
Uncle Wang Deshun sounds very close, but the relationship between the two is very tense. The uncle in memory has beaten himself many times, and once framed himself to steal things.
Such a person, let alone an uncle, even if he is a father, Wang Ping'an doesn't want to take it easy.
"Er silly, what are you still stunned? Hurry up and turn your motorcycle's tricycle. Hurry up a few of you, take Deshun onto Er silly's motorcycle tricycle, and go to the hospital with two people." Wang Jingyi stared at his eyes and roared Road.
"I'm stupid, I don't know where the hospital is." Wang Pingping replied with a dazed expression.
"You ... I don't care if you are stupid, turned your head, and kept driving forward, and opened the market town, and the accompanying people will tell you how to go to the hospital." Wang Jingyi felt a chest pain, almost breathless.
"Oh, the three motorcycles are out of fuel. You can fill me with fuel before you go. Come, come, drive, and send me home when you're done." Wang Ping's key didn't pull out, he just got out of the car. .
"..." Village director Wang Jingyi felt a punch in the air. His chest hurts so much. How hard is it to want to pit this fool once?
If you go on like this, you have to go to the hospital. The town hospital can breast enlargement ... wrong, can you treat chest pain?
Wang Jingyi didn't believe it yet, breathing heavily, he deliberately stretched his head to look at the motorcycle's three-wheel dial. The oil gauge was empty, and the pointer pointed to the red edge. It was difficult to ride to town.
This time it was Wang Ping's turn who was unhappy and screamed, "What are you doing? It's important to save people! You are the village director and an example of our Wangjing Village. Whoever you don't ride? Even if you can't ride the town Go, so many of you can push to the gas station, right? "
"Oh, you two silly, really want to make me mad. Go, go, and go, I don't need your motorcycle for three rounds, no oil, no hair. Who ..."
Wang Jingyi waved his hand and wanted to use it for the wangshifeng tricycle, but Kelaiwang did it even better, banging, chopping on the throttle, spurting a cloud of black smoke and walking away.
It is not that Laiwang sees death and is not saved, but that he has hatred against Wang Deshun. The fake seeds and fertilizers that I bought some time ago were bought in Wang Deshun's shop.
Because of this, the two quarreled and then fought. They were relatives and friends of the same family. Their faces were covered in blood, and they almost went to the police station. Only after the mediation of the village party secretary and the old man in the village, it was barely resolved, but the two had become enemies and did not speak when they met.
There was no door for Laiwang to save Wang Deshun, and he would not be able to kill him, even if he did good deeds.
He and Wang Deshun have no blood relationship within three generations, and there is no need to worry about the villagers' claims.
Wang Ping'an can't do it, he must be silly and stupid to avoid the accusations of the villagers, because Wang Deshun is his uncle and his brother's brother.
"Director of the village, there is no need for a tricycle anymore. His son Wang Youjun just returned from the city. There is a small car. I let a few children yell. It should be coming soon."
As they were talking, the crowd heard the roar of the car, the engine was a little dull, mixed with an unknown strange noise, and rushed out of the village. This kind of noise, without the whistle, some people gave way.
This is an old Toyota sedan, silver-grey, I do not know how many hands, Wang Ping has not seen it before.
However, people in the village do not understand cars, and there are fewer people with small cars. People who think they can drive cars are very good.
The main driving glass has been opened, and cousin Wang Youjun ’s head came out of the car window, shouting anxiously: "So many hunters in the village, let the wild boar hit my father? What is this!"
As soon as the map fired, many villagers secretly scolded their mothers, but did not ask for credit, but were they complained first? Why did the wild boar hurt your father, you ask the wild boar to go?
With a crunch, the car was parked next to the tricycle, and Wang Youjun frowned and shouted: "Who is this broken tricycle parked here, blocking my way, don't you know? Hurry up! Scratch my car , Can you afford it? "
Wang Youjun has long recognized that this is the motorcycle tricycle of Wang Ping's family. The road is so wide that Shifeng three-wheel can go around. His car can pass easily even if the technology is super bad.
When he saw Wang Ping'an standing beside him, he just wanted to take the opportunity to find something. It didn't matter how bad his father was.
Because the last time he returned to the city, he was just beaten by Wang Ping'an, and no one believed him when he went out.
But Wang Youjun hated it!
"Your dad is dying, do you still care about a broken car? If you are scratched, your skills are bad. I won't pay you a dime, and you have to pay my motorcycle three rounds."
Wang Ping'an is not afraid of him at all, his men are defeated, and the guy who has been peeed on his face by the big yellow dog, what is the right to yell at himself?
"You ... you wait for me! I won't go back to the village this time, I will develop in the village. Our old debts will be liquidated slowly."
Wang Youjun found that the expressions of the villagers around him were not right, and felt that he was a bit excessive. In public, he was fooling around with a fool.
So he gritted his teeth and drove a few meters forward. After stopping, he got busy and opened the car door, and let everyone lift his father Wang Deshun.
Wang Youjun looks tall and tall, and looks good, but he ca n’t compare with Wang Ping'an. He may be thinner and thinner because of school and work in the city. He is not as strong as Wang Ping's.
"Dad, hold on, we will be in the hospital immediately." Wang Youjun shouted, and the two villagers carrying people followed him into the car. With a hum, the car rushed towards the town with a complex noise.
"Oh, a person who likes to bully a fool, what can he do in this life? Stay in the village and develop? Can't be mixed in the city."
Wang Ping'an whispered in his heart, re-sited on the motorcycle for three rounds, and slowly drove towards his home.
This car is really running out of fuel. It is luck to go home and think about things on the road without paying attention to the fuel gauge.
Yesterday, his father Wang Degui prepared fuel for him, but he did not help him fill up the fuel tank, so something went wrong.
"Fool, if there is no problem, then there is a problem!" Wang Ping'an felt so comforted.
At the entrance of his house, Wang Ping'an saw the children in the neighbor's house sweet, sitting on a stone squat a dozen meters away, crying his nose, crying, wiped a tear, and wiped the white and tender little face into a little cat.
"What's the matter? Was the mother mischievously spanked again?" Wang Ping asked.
"Woo, woo ..." Tian Tian looked up at him, ignored it, and continued to wipe tears, crying intently.
"..." Uh, she was ignored by her again? Uh, but it seems to be used to it.
Wang Ping'an stopped the motorcycle for three rounds in his yard. It was only three o'clock at this time. There was no one at home, not even the big yellow dog, and I didn't know where to go again.
Anyway, idle and idle, he decided to comfort the little girl in the neighbor's house, such a cute little loli, crying distressed.