Cheng Xinjie grew up in Beijing, so she spoke with a Beijing accent. Of course, the driver could hear it. He turned his head slightly and said, "What? You're smoking in my car, and I can't do anything about it?
Young people, don't be so hot-blooded. You'll only suffer losses! "
I smiled indifferently. Seeing that Cheng Xinjie still wanted to argue with the driver, I hurriedly said, "Xinjie, don't talk to the driver anymore. Let him focus on driving. Our safety is in his hands!"
Cheng Xinjie was obedient and stopped talking. The driver also didn't say anything to hurt her.
I couldn't help but chuckle and say in my heart, This society, ah, people are really all different.
However, I immediately realized a serious problem!
I patted my head and secretly scolded myself. I frowned and looked at Cheng Xinjie's arm. I asked with concern, "Xinjie, how's your arm? Does it still hurt?"
There were still traces of blood there. The blood had already dried, but on her body, the dried blood was particularly eye-catching.
I couldn't help but feel pity for her. Who would have the heart to see such a beautiful, cute, and pure girl with blood on her arm!
Cheng Xinjie couldn't help but touch her wound. She shook her head and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It only hurt a moment ago, but it doesn't hurt anymore!"
I thought for a moment and had an idea. I said, "I'll go buy some medicine in a while and apply it on your wound.
It's winter now, so wounds won't heal easily. You should pay more attention to your health. "
Cheng Xinjie looked at me with happiness. The smile on her face became clearer. She said with a smile, "Thank you, brother-in-law!"
I just nodded and didn't say anything else.
However, I still couldn't feel at ease. I reached out and adjusted my seat. Then, I quickly moved to the back seat from between the two front seats. I asked Cheng Xinjie to pull her arm over and take a look.
The driver seemed to be scared. Maybe he didn't see how I moved from the front seat to the back seat. He couldn't help but complain, "Hey, are you a monkey?
Why are you moving around? Are you playing hide and seek with my car?
Well, I'm just unlucky today. What kind of person did I meet? "
I still didn't pay attention to him and just took Cheng Xinjie's arm. Reaching out, I gently touched it. Fortunately, her injury wasn't too serious. Her muscles and bones weren't hurt. Finally, I felt a little relieved. I thought to myself, thank the heavens. At least, it's not like I can't report to my beloved. If You Meng knew that Cheng Xinjie was injured, who knows how she would deal with me!
The taxi continued to move.
However, when we reached a place not far from Qinghe, it became difficult to drive, and there was a serious traffic jam.
The driver couldn't help but frown. As he honked the horn, he blurted out, "F * ck, there's a temple fair in front. There are so many f * cking people here, blocking the way!"
...... Temple.............
... Temple...
The driver said, "You must be an amateur. Beijing has a few temple fairs every year. This is the Spring Lake Park temple fair. With this traffic jam, it will probably take half an hour to get through."
I thought for a moment and said, "All right. Let's get out of the car at the entrance of the temple fair."
The driver's face immediately became excited. He smiled and said, "That's great!
Alright, it's quite romantic to bring your girlfriend to the temple fair, isn't it? "
I nodded perfunctorily. Cheng Xinjie just smiled bitterly and didn't explain.
The complicated group of cars moved little by little. Ten minutes later, under the driver's excellent driving skills, the taxi finally cut a bloody path and stopped in front of the temple fair.
After paying the fare, I frowned and looked at the crowd. Then, I pulled Cheng Xinjie and walked over.
I believed that this place would be a good place to stay.
At least, it was safe for the time being.
After buying the tickets, Cheng Xinjie and I followed the crowd into the temple fair. The temple fair in Beijing was similar to the temple fairs in other places. It was a hubbub of voices and people.
The sound of people buying and selling, the music of singing and dancing troupes, and the promotion of the circus at the entrance. It was very lively.
It seemed that a few hooligans took advantage of the chaos and secretly took advantage of Cheng Xinjie. The girl couldn't help but tighten her grip on my arm and frown.
Due to the special circumstances, I didn't take revenge for Cheng Xinjie. At this moment, safety was more important than anything else.
We quietly followed the flow of people. There were a few 'Xinjiang people' who were selling raisins in the middle of the street. They would pull any customers they saw and promote their raisins in Mandarin with a Xinjiang accent. When we passed by, the young man who was selling raisins didn't miss the opportunity to make a move on us. Everyone in the business knew that when young men and women were together, it was easy to make money.
Of course, they wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity.
The 'Xinjiang native' grabbed a handful of raisins and introduced us to the magical effects and authenticity of this product. He even used words like 'beautifying' and 'nourishing', which made us laugh out loud.
Cheng Xinjie just kept laughing. Then, she quietly moved closer to my ear and whispered, "Old Wang is selling melons!
People these days are all very eloquent. Those sellers can even bring the dead back to life with their words! "
I only smiled indifferently. I didn't have time to listen to the endless sales speech of the 'Xinjiang people'. Thus, I pulled Cheng Xinjie and took a detour.
We finally stopped in front of a dance hall. I paused for a moment and pulled Cheng Xinjie, "Let's go in!"
Cheng Xinjie glanced at the dance hall and couldn't help but blush. She stuttered, "Go in and see this?
Brother-in-law has this kind of hobby? "
I blushed with shame and said, "Let's go in first!"
The performance center of the dance troupe was like a huge round yurt. It could hold several thousand people.
The canopy was made of canvas, and there were pictures of a few beautiful girls and the words' Carefree Song and Dance Troupe 'pasted on it.
The tent was supported by countless iron frames and there were seven or eight people holding a trumpet.
There were two young people selling tickets at the entrance of the tent. They were holding a stack of tickets.