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"Do we drive back ourselves? Good." The white predecessors opened their eyes and smiled: "Then I choose!"

"Well, Wenzhou City is not far away, it is a few hundred kilometers, and it is convenient to drive back." Song Shuhang replied: "If you choose a bigger space, we will let the luggage go."

Song Shuhang has a big box in his hand, which contains a million dollars in cash, as well as medicinal herbs, knives, broken souls, soul beads, Lingmai Bicha and so on.

"Well, in fact, I am in the same position at a glance, let's drive that car, I feel that the car is very close to me!" White Zun is happy to point to a domineering big driveway.

Song Shuhang looked up and opened his mouth without making a sound.

Which excavator is strong? Looking for Shandong, China... ah!

"White predecessors, that is an excavator, not a traffic model. It is an engineering vehicle that is specially used for excavation. You should be really interested. When we come back from Wenzhou City, we will drive it out and go back to the mountains." Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.

After all, the white predecessors came out of retreat. Although they have mastered a lot of modern knowledge from the Internet, the knowledge on the Internet is too messy. A lot of knowledge, white predecessors have not come and understand.

"Oh, what is it on the side of it? Is it an engineering vehicle?" The white predecessor pointed to another car, the same domineering and mighty.

"Yes, it is also an engineering vehicle. This is a bulldozer to remove land, road structures or the like. If the seniors like it, we will go out and play when we come back." Song Shuhang sighed.

Then wait for the white predecessor to stretch his fingers again. He took the initiative to introduce the third car: "Tractor, I rub... or hand-held. Cough, this is the model used for transportation. Was it used to transport crops in towns and villages?"

Song Shuhang was not sure - because although he was a farm tractor, when he was a child, he saw that the walking tractors were carrying sand and cement, and they roared from the door of his house with a roaring roar. The next string of black smoke.

In other words, where did this old antique Huangshan Zhenjun come from? Also is Tema's brand new? Wouldn't it be to let the factory work overtime?

This is the type of model that requires the ‘tractor rocker’ to be inserted and shaken before it can be started. If he remembers correctly, most roads are now not allowed to go on the road?

In some remote areas, occasionally you can still see people using this type of walking tractor.

After Song Shuhang looked up and down, he also found a barrel of diesel oil behind the tractor... Is it spare oil? Can only say that Huangshan Zhenjun is really appropriate?

"Transportation? The first two driver's seats. We can open two! Let's just do this!" The white predecessor was excited. He glanced at the three models that were more mad, the first two were engineering. Car, this can be transported and can carry people, driving no problem!

"No, senior. This car is not allowed to go on the road now!" Song Shuhang called: "We still change one!"

"No, I am in the middle of it. It doesn't matter if I can't get on the road. I can draw a stealth array on the car. When I get to your home, I will remove the battle." The white predecessor has already sat down. tractor.

He clings to the tractor's armrests - this hand-held style is also quite interesting compared to the steering wheel.

Causing his curiosity, he wants this car!

"Predecessors, don't introduce. We still change one, this car is not fast, up to 30 yards speed!" Song Shuhang hurried.

Even if it is to drive the lady's car back, it can at least shelter from the wind and rain. This old-fashioned walking tractor has no windshield in front and is barely exposed.

"Nothing, slow speed, I can speed up. This time I have experience, I will never destroy the car, and at most, I will cut the air resistance and reduce the gravity of the vehicle. It doesn't matter, just this one!" Looked at this handle.

Song Shuhang thought about it with his brains, and his eyes lit up: "White predecessors, our driver's license can not open this type of car, can only open a small car."

The white predecessors turned their own driver's license and looked at it: "No, my driver's license is the kind that can drive all models?"

Song Shuhang looked at it and saw that it was A1 and A2. That is the kind of A2 and then declare the increase, then A1, A2 shows the kind of driver's license.

Huangshan Zhenjun, prepared very carefully!

"And, anyway, we have to be invisible, it doesn't matter if we don't have a driver's license." Bai Zun's ‘hahaha’ proudly laughed.

Song Shuhang is speechless.

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In the end, Song Shuhang still failed to find the choice of the white predecessors.

White Zun has a special love for this unique 'hand-held' car. You see, the tractor is not open now, the white lord is sitting in the driver's seat, holding the tractor's armrests with both hands, swinging left and right, and the whole person is shaking in rhythm...

Hopeless.

In other words, do you really want to open this game back to Wenzhou City? Think about the picture, it’s sour.

——I knew that I would not give the opportunity for the whites to choose. I just want to find a car and drive back.

Well, things have come to this point. If you can’t resist, you will only accept it.

Song Shuhang put the suitcase behind the walking tractor, and Xiao Li’s instructor was also placed behind.

He sat in front of the walking tractor with the white lord, and threw the ‘vehicle driving license’ that more than 30 vehicles of his Huangshan Zhenjun agent to his small plaid on the side of the seat.

"We are leaving!" The white predecessor is very angry!

but.

After a while, the white predecessors pressed on the walking tractor for a while and asked: "Book Airlines, how do you get started?"

"..." Song Shuhang sighed, pulled out the tractor rocker, then came to the tractor's front, held down the buck, and inserted the rocker.

Then, Song Shuhang bent his hips, grabbed the rocker, and turned to death.

When he was a child, he saw someone else started the tractor, so he was impressed.

Oh, needless to say, he just thinks about his current position in his mind, and it must be the kind that makes people dare not look straight.

"Booming..." The tractor was quickly started and a black smoke came out.

Hey... wait!

Did I just do something stupid - if the tractor can't open, can I choose another car? Why should I do this and shake the tractor?

Song Shuhang suddenly wants to cry without tears.

"Ah, what about this? Interesting! I will shake it next time." The white predeer laughed.

"Ha ha ha." Song Shuhang laughed and pulled out the rocker.

"Go, let's go!" cried the white predecessors.

When he was playing with the tractor armrests there, he almost studied the way to open the tractor. After Song Shuhang got on the bus, Bai Zunren started the tractor and left a string of black smoke to rush out of the underground garage.

"Interesting, although the speed is a bit slow, but it feels more open!" White Zun commented.

The feel must be there, hand-held, the front of the car is so heavy.

- Well, the tractor is on the tractor. It’s good to have fun with the white predecessors.

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After driving out of the underground garage, Song Shuhang pressed the remote control of the garage door and dropped the garage door.

The white predecessors used a wave of their fingers to activate the defensive array that had been laid out on the side of the garage. After all the vehicles were delivered, the preservation work of the garage was taken care of by Song Shuhang and the white predecessors themselves. This was originally mentioned by Huangshan Zhenjun’s agent.

In this way, the white lord drove the tractor, carrying the Song Shuhang and Xiao Li faculty members, and went to the school on the air...

After the garage is opened, it is the avenue.

From 9 to 10, it is the most time period for people on the road.

I don't know if it is my own illusion. Song Shuhang always feels that he and Bai Zun have become the focus of people's eyes... Countless pairs of eyes are hooked on him, so dazzling!

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Wenzhou City, Beluga Whale Road.

Song Shuhang’s hometown is here.

Today is Wednesday, Song Dad specially took a vacation at the company and stayed home.

The main reason is that I want to come to a guest at home today. It is more important. Song Dad took a vacation and waited for the guests to come home.

“Lao Lu hasn’t come yet?” Song’s mother came out from the kitchen and put it on the table.

The table is full of seven dishes, but Song mother is still trying to increase the number.

"The old thing, I didn't dare to come to me all the year. Now I suddenly said that I would bring his son. Hey, there is no good thing." Song Dad pushed the glasses, a very unpleasant look. .

Then he dismissed another face: "I can guess the purpose of his coming with my toes - I heard that his son had made a business after he dropped out of school a few years ago. Now, he must come to me to show off his son. Achievements come. You look at me, I bet you, he must show off his son as soon as he enters the door. To show off his son, the first thing to mention is definitely a career, a famous car, a luxury house or something, not going to be like this!"

"Oh..." Song mother couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Isn't this the first thing you opened yourself?"

Song mother still remembers last year, Song Shuhang's college entrance examination hard work, admitted to the famous school Jiangnan University.

Then, Song Dad went to Lao Lu’s home with Song Shuhang.

As soon as I entered the old Lu family, I talked about how my son's performance was, how to make a living, and admitted to Jiangnan University. Then compare the son of the old Lu family who dropped out of school, Song Dad that is very proud, don't mention how much it owes.

Later, Song’s mother finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and she refused to let Song’s father pull the book to the old Lu family. Song’s dazzling show came to an end.

Since then, Lao Lu, who has been looking for no show off, has been sulking at home for almost a year, and has been unable to find a chance to show off to Song’s father. It is estimated to be miserable.

Speaking of it, Lao Lu and Song Dad are decades old and bad friends. The two are from small to large, and they can compare with each other.

From height, to study, to career, to daughter-in-law, to son, whenever there is any aspect that is stronger than the other, it is necessary to show off in front of each other and to use each other’s pain as their source of happiness.

"Hey, just think about it for a while, the son of Lao Lu's goods is driving in a luxury car, I have liver pain!" Song Dad depressed...