Last night, it rained in the city.

There was a small amount of water on the highway, but it was evaporated as soon as the sun came out.

On the road, in addition to the goods trucks coming and going, there are some private cars that go to visit relatives.

Wang Jianfa drove the car like a leopard, and the black private car was rampaging on the road, and as long as it could add stopper, it would definitely not slow down.

Originally, Qin Fan didn't want to say anything about his bad driving skills, after all, although he could drive, he didn't have a driver's license at all.

But as the speed of the vehicle became faster and faster, he gradually remembered the situation when he rode the black car north.

Qin Fan vaguely remembered that he was hired by their family back then, and the driver of the black car who drove the car to the village drove very steadily.

Maybe it's because people are not young, and now they are very sorry for their lives, and they drive the car smoothly all the way.

It also rained that night, and where there was a puddle, the black car driver deliberately bypassed it and never rushed over.

After the rain in the northern winter, the road surface will freeze, and the weather will be cold, even if you sit in the car, you will feel almost frozen into ice.

At that time, Qin Fan was still young, only fifteen years old, and he was a half-grown child.

He grew up in the village and rarely had the experience of riding in a private car, except for the bus to the city and town.

Sitting in the back seat, Qin Fan felt that the car drove very smoothly, and he didn't know how many times more comfortable than taking a bus.

On a rainy night, the road was slippery, and the driver of the black car did not dare to take risks, but when he saw that the sky was dark and there was no light ahead, he stopped and did not dare to drive forward.

Qin Fan's taciturn father, Qin Shan, suddenly became angry at the black car driver's rebellion.

Originally, when he was in the city, he said that he would drive them to their destination, but this was only half driven, and he planned to retreat because it was dark and the temperature was getting lower and lower at night.

Qin Shan took out a knife from his arms, forced the driver of the black car to get out of the car, jumped into the driver's seat himself, and drove the car on a rampage all the way.

The shaking sensation in his memory overlapped with this moment, and it quickly made Qin Fan's face pale.

"You drive the car slower, I'm dizzy. ”

Qin Fan said coldly, seeing Wang Jianfa's eyes shining, seeing the excitement on his face when he drove the car so fast, he couldn't wait to step forward and break his neck.

"It's only sixty yards, and the speed has already slowed down, and if you drive slower, I guess it won't be dark. ”

Wang Jianfa retorted, saying that they had to hurry to the electronics factory.

What he said made sense, Sanshi Village is a certain distance from the city, and now it's past noon, let alone entering the city, even if you go to find someone, you have to delay your efforts.

In this way, Qin Fan could only ask Wang Jianfa to drive the car steadily, not to rampage like just now.

He was so frightened of this feeling that he wanted to jump out of the car immediately.

At that time, Qin Fan was too young to recognize the dashboard of the car, and he didn't know how many yards his father drove the car to in that black rainy night.

People only felt that the speed was very fast, and the car seemed to be flying, and it was rampage in the night, without any rules.

His mother, Lin Qiuping, was afraid that Qin Fan would be too young to stand it, so she asked Qin Shan to slow down the car a little.

Then he personally held Qin Fan in his arms and told him not to be afraid.

But the speed of the accident happened too fast, and then the car skidd, and it made several turns on the black asphalt road, and the tires kept rubbing against the road, making a stabbing sound.

Later, their family will pay the price on a rampage, and even today, Qin Fan still has the scar left by the accident on the back of his head.

There is no way to undo the past, Qin Fan is now sitting in the co-pilot, tightening his seat belt, pulling the handle with his hand, and staring at Wang Jianfa with his eyes.

He thought that if this man stepped on the gas pedal again, he would blow his skull with his hand!

It is estimated that it was because Qin Fan's gaze was too naked, Wang Jianfa not only slowed down the speed, but even when he got off the highway and encountered those private vehicles that were driving smoothly, he did not add a stopper.

Soon, after two hours of driving from their home, they finally arrived in the city.

This place is called Yangjiang City, and the reason for this name is entirely because there is a Yangtze River that crosses the city in the city.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to eat the water, the people in Yangjiang City have also relied on this river to develop tourism.

Every year when the flood season comes, I don't know how many people from all over the country rush to watch the tide.

A series of surrounding economies have been driven by this river.

But the remote and isolated place of Sanshi Village was not stained with light, if nothing else, because the river had already divided into many tributaries in the past, and when they got there, there was only one river that was not much longer than a car.

Yangjiang City is not only a place that develops tourism, but also a well-known herbal medicine industry.

People who come here for tourism will inevitably buy some precious medicinal herbs when they leave.

In this way, what the people in the herbal medicine factory said at that time that the herbs in Sanshi Village were not in good condition, and they did not plan to continue to collect them in the future, in Qin Fan's opinion, it was all nonsense.

Not all of the people who come here are connoisseurs, and there are many people who don't even think about buying expensive herbs in order to bring a souvenir for relatives and friends.

Whether it is a good product or a bad product, as long as it is packaged by the herbal medicine factory and then sent to the market, there is no reason why it cannot be sold.

It was already past noon now, and although Qin Fan didn't feel hungry because of his cultivation, Wang Jianfa couldn't stand it for a long time after driving all the way.

The two of them chose a small restaurant on the edge of the Yangjiang River, next to a school, and most of the people who came to eat at noon were students from the neighborhood.

The two sat in the restaurant, waited quietly after ordering, and looked at the sightseeing boats by the river and the dead leaves rolling outside the door.

"Boss, give us some bean curd, hot and sour duck blood, and some tamales!"

Suddenly there was a rough voice outside the door, and a team of construction workers in camouflage uniforms walked in outside.

They carried many measuring instruments on their backs, all of them grizzled and wearing hard hats on their heads.

These people were surveying the road on the edge of the Yangjiang River, and during the conversation, Qin Fan heard that a new urban area would be developed in the city in the future.

At that time, Yangjiang City will expand the scale of the tourism industry even more, and want people from all over the country to come here to watch the tide and buy herbal medicines.

Qin Fan pursed his lips and asked Wang Jianfa to follow him to listen to the conversation between them.

Opportunities are reserved for those who have a heart, and Qin Fan has to be this person.