The next morning, before seven o'clock, Ping Hanhan got up, freshened up a little and went out, ready to continue to report to the police station. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Pingguo stopped her and said, "Bring the love breakfast box, if there is any accident, text me in time." I'm just waiting for your message at home!" Pingguo knew that because of the language barrier, whether he went to the police station or not would have the same effect, but if he went, it would give his daughter great psychological pressure and annoyance, and of course, it would also make her feel psychologically homebroken. However, Pingguo chose to let her face it, make trade-offs, and solve the problem alone.

The so-called love breakfast box is just leftover bread, yogurt and other leftovers from last night, but it will definitely bring her daughter back to life.

Sure enough, Ping Hanhan hugged him and said, "It's good to have my mother here! At lunchtime, I'll take you to a good and inexpensive western restaurant to eat, but my kitchen utensils haven't been delivered yet. ”

Pingguo nodded again and again, yes, yes, the poor family is rich.

Anyway, the student apartment has Wi-Fi, posted a widely advertised circle of friends, posted the previous pictures, still not enjoyable, Pingguo began to wonder: is it to write a travelogue of "Genguo Yunxing" or something, and post it on the Internet, such as starting point Chinese? Hehe, just like my daughter said: "Mom, the stories you and the stories you said about these people around you are written intact, they are all ups and downs of the out-of-print novel, write, write, it's very interesting." ”

At this moment, the lonely and worried Pingguo found that the loneliest woman would have different considerations and thoughts, and the recorded thoughts could be literary works worthy of others' scrutiny.

In the past, Pingguo loved tragedy, because those things that were torn to show people often happened in real life, closer to life. However, the nature of the public security propaganda work to which she once belonged required her to come into contact with all kinds of human beings, either singing praises or revealing viciousness, rather than the beauty and ugliness of human nature, joy and sorrow, and the enlightenment of fate.

It is estimated that everyone longs for themselves to "live happily in the glass house" for eternity, or look up at the starry sky late at night, but the reality is skinny, especially sometimes, it is the most beloved thing that is torn up, you will feel deceited, you will doubt, you will think, and then you will wake up, you will find yourself, and no longer be a chess piece.

Hurry up, Mr. Lu Xun also said.

Pingguo began to conceive and began to type on the keyboard in the draft box.

The refreshing wind, through the blue sky and white clouds, passed through the open large glass window one by one, like a cold little hand, soothing Pingguo's soul and face, as well as all the exposed skin, very cold and comfortable.

Pingguo was proud, and thought, well, people in the country are in the heat, but I am alone and comfortable, and I am drunk enough. Although there are many accidents, from the perspective of summer escape, Europe has come to the right place.

One interesting thing is that on the first night, because he forgot to buy mosquito repellent or something, Pingguo took out a bottle of wind oil essence, sprinkled a few drops on the window and door, and then put the open wind oil essence on the windowsill, hoping that the mosquitoes bred in the river downstairs would not come into the house to harass the mother and daughter.

In the summer, Pingguo is most afraid of buzzing mosquitoes, as long as there is a mosquito in the room, Pingguo must be killed before he sleeps. Because Pingguo's constitution or blood type is particularly loved by mosquitoes.

As a result, Pingguo, who wanted to take a break, took a glass of tap water, walked to the glass window, and wanted to bathe in the cool breeze and sunshine, but unexpectedly found that a giant large spider web had been formed circle by circle, and the web-forming spider who was waiting for the rabbit must be very happy, because more than a dozen green insects or small mosquitoes have become a meal on the plate.

It's no wonder that you can open the windows overnight and enjoy the cold summer breeze of Sburg, France, without mosquitoes and flies. Pingguo can't help but be happy, isn't this God helping people?

Pingguo came to the bookcase, took out the agarwood box, opened it, looked at the six strands of hair of different lengths, different colors, and entangled, folded his hands, and silently thought.

Then, Pingguo sat down again and worked hard to write.

Until his stomach rumbled, Pingguo looked at the computer time, and it was already past twelve o'clock (in the middle of the night, his daughter rarely Pingguo's Apple MacBook, played for a long time, and adjusted the time to European time synchronization).

Pingguo immediately went to WeChat: "Baby, what's wrong?

Soon, the daughter replied: "I am still in line, and I said that in three hours, it will almost be me." There were two people in front of me, so I didn't dare to leave. Eat whatever you want for lunch. ”

God, with this efficiency, I'm afraid everyone in the Celestial Empire will get drunk.

Pingguo thought, this is not good, still in the queue, lunch can't be eaten, otherwise send food, but how to get to the police station? How to go to the supermarket to shop? Pingguo asked blankly: "Is there anything to eat and drink at the police station?" Or is there a supermarket nearby? Or I'll go to you, send a power bank, and send a bank card?"

The daughter said, "Mom is so caring, my phone has four percent of the battery left." There are vending machines in the waiting room of the police station where you can buy drinks and coffee, but I didn't bring any money with me. ”

Pingguo immediately took out his mobile phone: "The address of the police station is sent, I'll check it, and I'll send the bank card and power bank now." ”

My daughter sent me a link map.

Pingguo searched on the map of Gaode, went there, and carefully checked the directions.

Then I immediately took the keys, bank cards, and power banks, changed my clothes, put on my bag, and walked out of the house, only to see the letter from my daughter: "Mom, don't come, if you get lost, it will be more troublesome!"

Pingguo pursed his lips and thought to himself: Cut, before, was it also a police flower, okay?

When he came to the wooden road of the Ill River in Sbourg, France, Pingguo looked around and firmly thought that he was going in the left-hand direction, which was right.

Walked across the wooden bridge, walked through two street intersections, the third street intersection is along the river and the intersection of the wooden bridge road, suddenly, Pingguo was in a trance for a while, could it be that he went in the wrong direction? The east, west, north, south direction is wrong? Pingguo stood there, recalled the map direction, and thought silently again: when facing north, go up and down south, left, west, right east. A white swan nests in a nest of grass and bark, with its mouth in its wings, and sleeps soundly. A thought came to Pingguo's mind, it's the season, it's midsummer, is the white swan still hatching eggs?

Then, a seagull or dove of peace flew by, Pingguo smiled, affirmed himself and said: "Believe in yourself, it is victory! Go, keep walking, according to your train of thought, go down to the police station." ”

Walking, walking, suddenly, Pingguo really saw an English word: Police. Yes, it's the only word she knows and will never forget, Police.

Walking up the steps, in front of the police station building, there are signs with colored flags and a rectangular open field, in front of the glass gate, there are stainless steel railings to block, it is estimated that when there are many people, they are used to queue up.

Pingguo pushed the door open and walked in, and immediately a heavily armed riot police boy rushed over, startling Pingguo.

What he was muttering was French, the only European language that Pinggo could distinguish. A police flower behind him, also heavily armed, with a submachine gun on his chest that was very terrifying, and he was in front of Pingguo.

Pingguo is also from a police flower in the end, calm and quiet, suddenly she smiled, pointed to the hall and lounge-like place inside the door, her eyes were firmly fixed on the big blue eyes of the riot guy, and suddenly an opinion popped up: "Here, my daughte!Ddaughter, Ping Hanhan!"

Such a loud noise, as expected, led to her daughter Ping Hanhan.

She ran out of the waiting room and spoke to the riot guy in English or French. You must understand that quite a few French people love their national language too much and do not like to speak his Chinese language. Also, after all, people's language is the language that the United Nations must use for the record of ironclad documents, so it cannot be exaggerated that people are unwilling or disdainful to speak or learn other Chinese languages.

The riot guy finally figured out Pingguo's origin and identity, so he asked Pingguo to show his passport, and after looking through it, he asked Pingguo to open his backpack and look through it, feeling that there was really nothing suspicious, so he looked down at Pingguo, smiled quietly and kindly, stretched out his right hand, and said earnestly: "Please!sorry!Please!"

Well, although the swarthy handle of the pistol was on his waist, for the sake of the young man smiling and apologetic and knowing a little bit of English, Pingguo no longer glared angrily.

Sitting in the waiting room, Pingguo found that there were nearly ten people waiting in line, and his daughter said, "Next, it's me!" while hurriedly charging the mobile phone.

After listening to the hardships of his daughter's waiting, Pingguo took out his bank card and said, "Hurry up, see which ones can satisfy your stomach, and buy some." ”

However, the daughter said, "You didn't bring anything to eat? I guess only the change will be recognized by the vending machine." ”

Then she walked over, tried and tried, looked and looked, and said, "Sure enough, the two vending machines can only use change." ”

In an instant, Pingguo alone found the sense of accomplishment of the police station and disappeared.