The traffic police wanted to let him go, but seeing that this young man in his early twenties looked arrogant and deliberately found fault, he didn't seem to be able to swallow this breath, so he said righteously: "Your car violates traffic rules, I don't care how much the you bought it." Originally, when I saw your car, I didn't plan to fine you, but now that you dare to shout, I have to punish you. If you don't pay, you just leave the car!"

With that, he took out a pen in his pocket from his chest with his left hand, and with the other hand, he had already taken out a strange notebook from his trouser pocket, and then wrote a few words on it: "Disrupting traffic order, a fine of 200 yuan", and then he firmly fastened the ticket to the window of Pagani's car.

Although he said dirty words in his mouth, this kind of words suddenly became nice on such an occasion, domineering and evocative.

Seeing this, the tattooed man trembled and took a few steps back.

He was not scared, but because he was shocked by the way the traffic police were doing.

If it were an ordinary person or an ordinary traffic policeman, he would have bowed his head to him and admitted his mistakes, crying his father and calling his mother, but he never thought that he would encounter a hard stubble today.

His face was already blue, as if it had moss, and he must have been even more annoyed by now.

He glared at the traffic police coldly, and I don't know how long it took, he rushed up without saying a word, grabbed the traffic policeman's clothes, pulled a walkie-talkie from his left chest pocket, and then smashed it heavily on the ground.

His actions are nothing more than provocations.

Perhaps he felt that the traffic policeman did not dare to do anything to him.

I never thought that when the traffic police saw such a rude person, they were instantly furious, and their eyes burst out with a devouring cold light.

He suddenly pulled away the tattooed man's hand, and then grabbed him by the collar with lightning speed, and lifted him up violently.

A young man in his twenties was lifted up like a beast like this, and he couldn't do anything to the other party, and it would be very shameless to change it to anyone.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the traffic police slam the tattooed man to the ground so consistently, his whole face suddenly turned down, and he fell down thoughtfully.

The moment he fell, his eyes were full of stars, and before he could ease up, the traffic policeman's voice came from his ears again: "Pick it up for Lao Tzu! If you don't pick it up, I'll confiscate your car keys!"

The tattooed man lay on the ground, trembling all over, cold sweat had soaked from his back, and in an instant his clothes were already soaked, as if he was shocked by this compelling momentum.

He immediately withered, slowly crawled to the place where the walkie-talkie fell, and after picking up the walkie-talkie, he slowly stood up and handed it to the traffic police respectfully.

Isn't he acting like a clown?

The traffic police inserted the walkie-talkie into the pocket of his chest, and then wrote a few words on the fine slip, but suddenly heard a "buzz~" sound of the car starting.

He suddenly looked up, and the tattooed man had gotten into the car at some point, and stuck his head out of the window, threw resentful and cursing eyes at the traffic police, and shouted insults: "You are paralyzed, I curse you and the whole family is dead." Don't let Lao Tzu meet you on the highway in the future, otherwise, Lao Tzu will directly hit you to death!

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately retracted his head into the window like a turtle, and the car ran forward at a flying speed.

The traffic police wanted to rush up and stop him, but it was too late.

The speed of the tattooed man was already far beyond the speed limit on this highway, and the traffic police only drove a small battery car, which could not catch up anyway.

It was getting late, and the crowd was dangling on all sides, causing the light to be dim, and he couldn't read the tattooed man's license plate number.

He could only stomp his feet angrily and said hatefully: "This stinky boy, don't plant it on my head next time, otherwise I will make you look good." ”

The crowd of onlookers finally dispersed, the road widened, and the traffic came from the south like water, hitting the north.

On the side of the highway, I saw only a big red star shining on a police cap.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the traffic police: "Qing A68689! This is the license plate number of the tattooed man!"

The traffic police turned around, only to see a man standing in front of him, next to a young woman who was a head shorter than him.

Cute and pure shape, beautiful eyes, feminine and timid manners, all of which are loved by men.

Anyone who sees such a girl will undoubtedly take a few more glances and feast their eyes.

And this traffic policeman is naturally no exception.

It wasn't long before he turned his gaze to the man beside her, and it was clear that the voice was coming from the man.

The traffic policeman's expression changed, he looked the man up and down, and then bowed his head like a gentleman, and said, "Thank you! ”

This man and woman are Ye Han and Hu Lingxi.

Due to the weather and the flow of people, Ye Han saw the face of the traffic policeman clearly at this time, the traffic policeman's face was fair and shiny, sunny and handsome.

It's hard to imagine that a traffic policeman can still maintain such white and tender skin after experiencing the wind and sun every day.

It seems that he must be a person who pays attention to maintenance in normal times.

Facing the traffic police's thanks and instructions, Ye Han only smiled and nodded, and then walked back to the sidewalk with Hu Lingxi and continued to walk in the direction of Hu's clinic.

And the traffic policeman only smiled slightly, his eyes stayed on Ye Han's back, and after a long time, he turned around and walked to the other side of the road.

He looked at Ye Han with a very strange gaze, as if they had known each other.

Could it be that he has any wonderful friendship with Ye Han?

……

Father Hu had also prepared the meal, and was still standing under the loquat tree at the entrance of the clinic and waiting quietly.

I don't know how long he waited like this.

Probably since Hu Lingxi went to high school, he started to wait like this every evening.

This is an old and physically disabled old father who misses his relatives ordinarily and greatly.

After seeing Ye Han and Hu Lingxi come back, he anxiously clubbed his crutches, walked up to the first, and asked, "Why did you come back so late?" As he spoke, he went to take Hu Lingxi's hand.

The rough and uneven hand made Hu Lingxi feel indescribable warmth.

Ye Han sighed and said honestly: "I met a domineering guy who drove a Pagani Zonda Cinque Roadster and quarreled with the traffic police, so we watched a good show there for a while." ”

Hu Lingxi also continued: "The traffic police didn't write down the number plate of the car, or Ye Han told him." ”

Father Hu glanced at Ye Han, and then said lightly: "It's better for us to take care of other people's affairs." ”

Then his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "By the way, Wei Yunmo came to look for you just now." ”

Ye Han's smiling face suddenly became very serious.

He can only become so serious when he cares about the people he cares about, but from his mouth, he only spit out an "oh" word, and then pulled Hu Lingxi and helped Hu's father into Hu's clinic together.

Every time the three of them have dinner together, it is Ye Han's happiest time. Because it's been a long time since he's experienced the taste of home.

To be exact, he was born without it.

Because when he first began to remember, his parents had already died.

However, he couldn't remember everything before he remembered.

Moreover, all the previous impressions of my father and mother have gradually faded in my mind.

Therefore, the time spent with Father Hu and Hu Lingxi for dinner every day is always what he cherishes the most.

Even if Wei Yunmo had something to look for him, he couldn't delay him from having dinner with his family.

While eating, Ye Han told Father Hu about what he met today, and on the way, Father Hu suddenly asked Ye Han, "Who brought you up when you were a child?"

It seems that Father Hu has been thinking about this question for a long time, and it seems that he blurted it out when he suddenly thought of it, which made Ye Han feel strange.

However, he still replied slowly: "It was brought up by my grandfather." ”

Father Hu's face seemed to become very happy, and he smiled: "I didn't think you still have a grandfather?"

Ye Han nodded and said with a wry smile: "If it weren't for my grandfather, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago." ”

Father Hu said, "Oh?"

Ye Han's eyes seemed to reveal a sad color again, and he said in a deep voice: "I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and if my grandfather didn't take care of me, I'm afraid I don't know when I will die." ”

Father Hu said lightly: "But now you are very strong, much stronger than ordinary people." ”

Ye Han nodded and said: "I have been bullied since I was a child, others say that I am a child without a father and a mother, but I can't beat them, so I will always suffer." ”

Hu Lingxi's eyes suddenly showed a hint of pain, and he never imagined that Ye Han was also an extremely pitiful person.

Her fists clenched suddenly, and she asked curiously and concernedly, "Then how did you survive at that time?"

Ye Han's gaze suddenly became tough and sharp, and he clenched his fists and said, "Eat a trench, grow a wisdom." has been bullied a lot, and naturally understands some truths. ”

Father Hu and Hu Lingxi did not speak, but listened quietly.

Ye Han paused and continued: "I know that I will always be bullied, so I would rather suffer a little bit myself, but secretly I work hard, and one day, I will turn all the losses I have suffered into a stepping stone to success." ”

Father Hu couldn't help but nod his head in admiration and said, "But now you have succeeded!"

Ye Han stared and said, "Did I succeed?" The corner of his mouth suddenly showed a wry smile, from his wry smile, Hu Lingxi could see that Ye Han was far from satisfied with everything at the moment.

How can he be satisfied? With his current ability, he can't protect the Hu clinic, and he can't be satisfied no matter what.

However, Father Hu suddenly said firmly: "If you succeed, at least now you won't be bullied, and you don't have to suffer any more." ”

Ye Han agreed with this sentence and nodded his head.

Father Hu looked Ye Han up and down, and suddenly asked again, "Aren't you going to go home to see your grandfather?" His eyes suddenly became very expectant, as if he hoped that Ye Han would leave to go back immediately.

However, Ye Han only sighed faintly, thinking of his grandfather, he didn't know what to say.

Because since he was a child, his grandfather has been like a fan, and he has never revealed anything about himself to him, even if he has lived with him since he was a child, Ye Han still feels that his grandfather is unfathomable, just like an old man in the clouds.

However, Ye Han's eyes were pure with a look of longing, and anyone who thought of their relatives who were far away would always miss them.

It's just that soon, his nostalgia was dispelled by some kind of thought, and he only heard him say slowly: "Let's talk about this another day, I don't want to go back now." ”

Father Hu's face suddenly became very disappointed, but he asked again, "What does your grandfather do?" He seemed to be very interested in Ye Han's grandfather.

However, Ye Han didn't notice Father Hu's strange words and deeds, because he was already filled with thoughts at the moment, thinking of his only blood-related relative in this world, his face had become solemn, and he smiled awkwardly: "He should also be regarded as a doctor." ”

In fact, Ye Han didn't know what kind of work his grandfather did, but in his impression, he felt that his grandfather seemed to have saved many people, so he could only give him the position of a doctor.

Father Hu's face smiled faintly, it was a smile as if he had met a peer.

When he was about to open his mouth to ask something about Ye Han's grandfather, a knock suddenly sounded outside the clinic.

"Little Hu Xiang, open the door!"