The young driver may also feel a little sorry, so he has no choice but to explain.
“The masks are out of stock, no matter how much they cost, they won’t be sold.
Buy four bottles of hand sanitizer and get a mask for free.
Just be content and consider yourself lucky if you can buy it."
Oh, so that’s it.
The beggar-raising Arhat satisfied his curiosity and happily put on the mask, which fit his face quite well.
And, good luck.
These three words, when heard in the ears, are beautiful in the heart.
A good start is half the success.
It’s easy to say how much it is, it’s a good fortune.
Just as he was about to refuse the change from the driver, Moon stopped in the back seat of the car.
"No, why is this crutch so short?
My height is 1.75 meters. Is this one meter tall?
How do I use it?
Are you kidding me?"
The driver was a little impatient. Why was the woman in the back seat so busy?
If you don’t look at the bandage on your head, or the missing leg, you’re pretty handsome, but with just a mouth, why are you so unreasonable in what you say?
"Sister, the adult version is out of stock, only the children's version is available.
If you can't make do with it, I'll go back to you."
After hearing what the driver said, the Arhat stood up and slapped him back, but this time he didn't slap Moon directly on the face, but on the crook first.
Baigang's crutch was flattened.
Then the deflated crutch was imprinted on Moon's face.
"Can you just make do with it?
Could you give me a nice word and make do with it?
I told you, monk.
Be compassionate and be kind to others, don’t you understand?
I just had some luck, and you messed it up.
Shut up, if you say one more word, I will beat you to death."
The mark of the crutch appeared on Moon's face, and he kept nodding rapidly.
Shut your mouth tightly, not daring to say a single word.
She was really afraid that the Arhat might slap her to death.
Seeing that Munn finally calmed down, the alms-raising Arhat softened his tone.
"Little master, the remaining money should be used as your fare.
Please take it to Ruixue Temple for us."
Ruixue Temple?
Fifty or sixty kilometers, one trip and one trip, takes almost two hours.
Fifty yuan on weekdays, starting from 100 yuan on holidays.
Feeling the thickness of the red ticket in your hand, the money is enough for several trips.
It was indeed a perfect end to the night I stayed up for.
But, it's almost seven o'clock.
It's time to hand over the car.
It is a rule to hand over the car at the designated time.
If you are greedy, you will have a problem with the driver in the class.
After struggling for a while, the driver came up with the perfect plan.
"No problem, but I stayed up all night and it's time to hand over my shift.
Let me take you to the opposite class, right in front of the community.
I will definitely not delay your business, okay?"
The beggar-raising Arhat smiled nonchalantly, but fortunately no one saw the smile behind his mask.
"It's convenient for others and it's convenient for you. The little master makes the decision."
This is considered as meeting someone easy to talk to.
However, if this lama is from Ruixue Temple, what does the woman behind him do?
Do the lamas from Ruixue Temple also rush to the morning market?
With such generous spending, the morning market business is so good?
With the drunken talk, the driver turned into a dilapidated community.
Stopped in front of the innermost building.
"Wait a moment, I'll take over."
With that said, the driver got out of the car, and it seemed that the driver on the opposite shift was already waiting.
The taxi is very old and the sealing is not very good.
Sitting in the car, I could clearly hear two people exchanging words outside.
"Xiaowu, why are you here? I've been waiting for a long time."
"Lao Xie, don't be ridiculous.
It’s only six fifty-eight now, so you’re probably too early to wait a long time.”
"How's business? Are you filled with gas?"
"There were guests, so I didn't have time to drink.
This hundred is money for gas filling.
This two hundred is the fare to take them to Ruixue Temple.
How about it, brother, are you interesting enough?
I'll give you a big job as soon as you turn over."
"Okay, let me thank you first, I think you have a conscience.
Go home and sleep quickly, I'm leaving."
"Well, Lao Xie, please slow down, the snow on the village road has not completely melted, so be careful.
By the way, I replaced the front windshield yesterday.
When you go to Dahai Auto Repair, don't forget to pay the bills.
I don’t know how fast you drove and how you made such a big hole.”
"Well, stop inking, I understand, let's go, let's go."
Before Xiao Wu finished speaking, Lao Xie had already got in the car.
After fastening his seat belt, Lao Xie lit a cigarette first.
He looked at the alms-raising Arhat carefully and nodded.
“You rich people, you can still buy mask straps now, especially since they fit so well on your face.
Awesome, really awesome.”
These two lines of praise made the Arhat feel happy.
That is, of course it is great, but I am just lucky and there is nothing I can do about it.
After praising him, Lao Xie turned to look at Moon in the back seat and grinned.
"Oh, let me go, why did you lose your leg?
This time I used a cane, but next time I won’t be able to use a wheelchair?
Why don’t you take care of your body so much?”
The words were spoken a bit abruptly, as if an acquaintance was joking.
Liboluohan just thought that this old Xie was familiar with him and his words were humorous, so he didn't care.
Moon saw Lao Xie's smiling face and chewed on his teasing.
Two lines of tears flowed down uncontrollably.
Who can understand the pain in Moon's heart at this time?
At first, when she heard the driver call Lao Xie, Moon didn't take it seriously.
There are so many people with the same name and surname, how could it be such a coincidence?
But when he heard them talking about the hole in the car glass, Moon's heart became anxious.
Finally, Lao Xie got in the car and smiled at her, and Moon finally felt relieved.
She also let go of all her thoughts.
This time it was better, I finally caught up and stopped running away.
As expected, Lao Xie is worried about Xie.
Heaven, earth, what evil destiny is this?
But fortunately, if the sky falls, there will be someone big to hold it up.
With such a big bowl-bearing Arhat sitting there, he probably wouldn't be in trouble, right?
Just when I was about to give a warning, before even a single syllable was uttered, I felt the cold eyes of the Arhat holding a bowl, which clearly meant a warning.
"You really don't think that I will shoot you to death?
Do you still dare to speak? Is this an extreme challenge?"
After receiving the ultimatum, Moon shut her mouth honestly.
At the same time, he lowered his head and stared at his only leg.
It seems that the wheelchair issue will most likely be put on the agenda.
Should I buy an electric one or a fuel-assisted one?
Domestic products are cheaper, but the quality is not guaranteed.
Although imported ones are expensive, they can last a long time.
If you check it, the price is almost the same as that of domestic products.
Hey, why didn't you listen to Capricorn just now?
Be honest and beg for food with him.
Looking at it now, is it considered a good choice?
However, sitting in a wheelchair is more suitable for begging than using crutches.
If you are considering your future career, it is better to buy a domestically produced wheelchair.
Otherwise, who would sympathize with a person who buys an imported high-end wheelchair?
It affects sales and is not suitable for business exhibition scenarios.
Xie An'an seemed to be able to understand Moon's thoughts. He kept smiling on his face. He didn't know what he was laughing at. He probably wasn't laughing at the wheelchair.
