Zhang Xiaozi and Sichen sat in the back seat, while Xi Beast sat in the passenger seat. After getting in the car, they didn't say their destination, so they asked the driver to drive quickly and drive forward.
But it didn't take long for Zhang Mouzi, who was used to living a tight life, to realize something was wrong.
"Master, why don't you set the clock?"
The driver didn't look back, opened the window and lit a cigarette.
"Isn't this the Spring Festival? No clocks will be printed before the tenth day of the Lunar New Year."
Um?
Although Sichen is not in good health, she has definitely managed to live a good life for so many years, especially since she hasn't been a taxi for a long time and doesn't know what the market is like now.
"If you don't use the meter, how can you pay for the car?"
"I'll give you as much as you want."
Zhang Mouse is anxious, what is the reason for this?
"Why? Then how much do you want?"
The driver didn't rush, drove steadily, waited for the red light when it was time to wait for the red light, had a cigarette when it was time to smoke, and explained slowly and calmly.
"How much I want depends on where you want to go?
If you don’t tell me where to go, how can I tell you how much it will cost?”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Moazi realized that what the driver said was right. As long as there was a destination, he could estimate the fare even without using the meter, and he could negotiate for the price later.
But where is your destination?
This stumped Zhang Mouse. He looked at the back of Xi Beast's head for help, but felt that it was of no use. The guy was still immersed in inexplicable sadness and had no hope.
He took Sichen's hand and asked in a low voice.
"Honey, where are we going?
Should you run to a place with more people or a place with fewer people?"
Just like what she told Cai Gen, Sichen had already made up her mind and touched her belly and felt the child inside.
"It doesn't matter where you run, the most important thing is to stay away from Cai Gen.
If you get involved with him, it's bound to be bad, but definitely not good."
His wife Sichen said this about her benefactor, which made Zhang Mozi feel very uncomfortable. He unconsciously touched his pocket, where there was also the travel expenses given by Cai Gen.
That Xie An'an was definitely dealing with Cai Gen in secret. He didn't help or tell anyone, and he had to run away with his family. It really wasn't benevolent and he felt guilty.
But how to fix it yourself?
If you can't beat him again and again, should you die with Cai Gen?
Yes, Zhang Mouse is not afraid of death, but will everything be over if he dies?
Xie An was worried about the child in Sichen's belly.
Can you resist yourself?
What to resist?
Thinking of this, Zhang Moazi blushed unconsciously, he was so ashamed.
"Master driver, you'd better use your watch and keep driving north."
Such customers are not easy to deal with, and they don't have a destination. Taxis generally won't pick them up.
Unfortunately, the driver's focus was not the direction and destination.
"Man, are you sure you want to set the watch?
I actually don’t care how much money I can make by clocking, it’s just that the market is like this and I won’t clock the clock during the Chinese New Year.
How about you tell me where to go and I can estimate the price?
Don't worry, I won't ask you for more.
Or, do you want to change a car?"
Sichen usually has relatively little exposure to information from the outside world, mostly from TV or radio. The news always seems to say that taxis have been criticized for not using the meter for a long time, which is an irregular behavior.
"The meter must be used, we will clearly mark the price, and we will not differ from you by a penny.
If you don't use the meter, we will complain to you and not pay you a cent of the fare.
Why should we get off the bus?
You are refusing to board the car, but I can still complain to you."
Zhang Mouse who has more contact with the outside world, tugged on his wife's clothes, and a bad-tempered driver will definitely kick them out of the car. Even if you file a complaint, it will be very troublesome to collect evidence. Besides, even if the driver is punished in the future, it will be in the future.
things are not the first need at hand.
Fortunately, the driver had a very good temper and didn't know where he was coming from. He spoiled Sichen very much.
"Okay, don't keep complaining about it. Can't I just use the meter?
Don't regret it when the time comes, just pay as much as you need.
As a freshman in junior high school, I should be drinking and spanking at home."
With that said, the driver pressed the timer, which made Zhang Mouzi and his wife feel very at ease.
Ximon, who was sitting next to him, seemed to have recovered from his grief. He had never understood the human world and didn't understand why people do things they don't like.
"Why are you out doing work? Isn't the Chinese New Year a holiday for family reunion and leisure?"
The driver brother glanced at Xi Beast and asked such a question, which means he must be a stupid young man. Why?
What's the reason?
Isn’t it because of poverty?
Is it for ideals?
“It’s really hard to do this business now, there’s not much work to do on a regular basis.
The black car had a car-hailing dog head on it and started selling mutton from taxis.
There's nothing we can do about it if it's done publicly.
Customers took advantage of the platform and ruthlessly abandoned our taxis.
I don’t want to think about it, capital is all about profit, and it squeezes all our taxis into the yellow market. After monopolizing the market, how do we cut the leeks?"
Xishou listened and seemed to understand, but it was determined by species. What he saw was definitely not the appearance, but the inner essence.
"Don't you understand this truth?"
"Hey, people, most people are like this.
Always see the good in front of you and deliberately not think about the things behind you."
Ximon nodded thoughtfully. This sentence seemed to make sense. It revealed the objective nature of a thing, allowing him to better understand this world and its master.
Zhang Moazi originally wanted to close his eyes and think about what to do next, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt that the car was getting colder and colder. He was not afraid of the cold, but Sichen couldn't stand it.
"Master, you can turn the heater up, it won't waste any fuel."
"It's turned on to the maximum, what's wrong? Is it cold?"
Xishou looked at the round hole in the car window. He was pouring cold air into the car, and he stretched out his fingers to block it.
"Master Shu, there is a leak here. Are you feeling better now?"
Zhang Moazi followed what Xi Beast said and felt it. Sure enough, he felt much warmer after sealing the hole. He just unconsciously paid attention to the meter and was dumbfounded at that time.
The red numbers on the meter are changing rapidly, and the last digit has been connected into a red light, making it impossible to see the number.
Looking at the first few people, they already cost more than 200 yuan.
"Brother driver, your meter is broken, why are you going so fast?"
"It's not broken. Don't worry. It's one yuan and two per kilometer. It's been more than 200 kilometers now. It's not bad. It's absolutely fair."
More than two hundred kilometers?
Run more than 200 kilometers in more than ten minutes?
Is this a taxi or a plane?
Zhang Moazi looked along the rear window. The picture outside the car had been distorted due to the speed of the car. How fast was it?
Could it be that an ordinary taxi is equipped with a curvature engine?
I gave up this unrealistic and sci-fi idea, and then I thought about it, wouldn’t it be a good thing for a car to run fast?
Then reason took over and he told himself that he must have gotten on the wrong bus.
"For those who drive, what do you mean by marking a lane?"
The driver sighed.
"There is no Tao in the world. When more people walk, there will be Tao."
