Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Triumphal Arch

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"Huh? You're only twenty-three? I turned my head and replied in disbelief.

With my head on the side of the seat, I tilted my head slightly to see the three people in the back seat. Duan Ke and the others probably felt that they were not familiar with Cheng Jiahua and did not answer his words. However, the expressions on the faces of the three told me that they didn't believe that Cheng Jiahua was only twenty-three years old.

"Yes, twenty-three, still a virtual age." Cheng Jiahua nodded and smiled, "But it's nothing, I'm used to it in college, and I'm often recognized as a teacher by my classmates." ”

"Oh." I said, looking at his face. If I could meet such an old peer in high school, I could have asked him to change into a suit and give me a parent-teacher conference. Cheng Jiahua's lips are much thicker than ordinary people, even thicker than the average for Asians. I wondered, could this person have foreign blood, so that his face is a little too mature?

In a thought, the pickup truck driven by Cheng Jiahua turned a turn to the left, and the road in front of him became wider. It's finally a bit of an urban arterial road.

There are neat rows of street trees on both sides of the road. Unfortunately, the temperature and light in winter caused their leaves to wither and fall off, and they were no longer verdant leaves. Roads strewn with dead leaves, and sharp, leafless branches, add to the loneliness of this empty city.

"Hey," Cheng Jiahua said to me, "your friend said just now, you just came from Icheon?" ”

Maybe he really has the genes of a foreigner, and even the way he starts his speech is the same as the black people in those movies. I replied, "Yes, from Icheon." ”

Cheng Jiahua drove the car to the middle of the road, I don't know if he did it on purpose, in order to enjoy the sense of freedom without restraint.

"Is there anyone there?" Cheng Jiahua glanced at me and continued to ask.

The pickup truck drove along the two yellow lanes in the middle of the road, and in a short time a bridge appeared in view.

"Yes, but not too much, maybe like here." I replied.

"Almost? Isn't that how many people survived? ”

"That's right."

Cheng Jiahua was a little puzzled, he slowed down the car, frowned and said: "No, I came all the way from Wuhan, and all I saw was a mess, didn't some experts say that the farther west you go, the safer it is?" ”

"Expert?" Surprised and amused, I sat up straight and asked, "Did an expert say that?" Which expert? ”

"I don't know," Cheng Jiahua said, holding the steering wheel, shrugging his shoulders, "I heard from my friend." ”

Oh, it must be rumors that people leak out of each other when they are frightened, and in order to increase the credibility of the rumors, they deliberately add "what the experts said". This "expert" is also quite awesome, and many highways in the country have been paralyzed.

"I've heard that too." I replied, "But it's a nonsense, we come from Chongqing, and if we want to talk west, it's going to be further west than Icheon, but it's still the same situation here." ”

The bridge was getting closer and closer in view, and it was probably only seventy or eighty meters away from us.

"You're from Chongqing?" Cheng Jiahua was a little surprised.

"Yes." I deliberately changed my Sichuan accent and replied to him. As I spoke, I wiped the air conditioner fan blade next to the airbag down, and the heating made me feel a little stuffy.

Cheng Jiahua may want to ask us why we went to Hubei, but I feel that we have only known each other for a short time, so it is difficult to ask. When he heard my Sichuan dialect, he nodded and smiled, and analyzed: "Actually, it can't be said that it's made up, I have thought about it carefully, you see, Otimit came from the United States, and if it wants to infect China, it must cross the Pacific Ocean, and if the wind in the Pacific Ocean blows to the mainland, it must be transmitted from east to west, step by step to the interior." In the end, when the virus has little effect, it must be the safest place to go west and live deep inland. ”

That's not necessarily, I said in my heart, the earth is round, and there are many directions to choose if it wants to infect China. But I didn't want to argue with him about the vernacular of this set of vernacular theories, so I said, "Probably, you studied geography in college?" ”

"No," Cheng Jiahua shook his head and said, "I have flipped through geography textbooks a few times in high school. ”

"So you're heading west?" I asked him.

"Well, but I heard you say that Chongqing is also in such a situation, I don't want to go." Cheng Jiahua said as he fell on his seat.

I nodded, not answering. Actually, I also want to go and see, who knows if there will be a large number of survivors further west?

The pickup truck is getting closer and closer to the bridge in view, and in a minute, it will be on the bridge deck. At this time, I saw a clearing outside the guardrail of the street on the left. There are a lot of vehicles parked in the open space, and if you look at the signboard, there is a driving school. Cheng Jiahua also found out about the driving school, so he turned his head and asked me: "Look at your appearance, you should be in college, do you know how to drive?" ”

"Well, senior." I deliberately avoided the question of whether I could drive.

Duan Ke in the back seat suddenly interjected mischievously: "He can't drive." ”

Five words came into my ears, and I couldn't wait to vote for Duan Ke with a hundred eyes. In front of a stranger of the same sex and age, I felt that my abilities had been ridiculed, so I had to force an embarrassed smile and look out of the car, not knowing how to answer.

"Haha, you're just like me," Cheng Jiahua said with a smile, "When I was in college, I was all about playing in a band, and I didn't go to get a driver's license." But I was lucky enough to get my driver's license a month before Otimit came. ”

"I should have taken the test too." I said with my cheeks propped up.

"No, you're luckier than me, it took me half a year to pass the test when I learned to drive, but now, you can learn to drive in just two hours, and you don't have to pass any tests."

Hearing this, my neck couldn't help but straighten. Yes, I used to hear friends complain about not passing the driving test and delaying time. If I want to learn to drive now, I only need Uncle Wang to teach me a few steps, where do I need to get a driver's license.

Hearing Cheng Jiahua say this, I actually had a sense of superiority, and I didn't spend too much time learning a driver's license before. Thinking of this, I turned my head and gave Duan Ke a roll of the eyes as I wished. Duan Ke stuck out his tongue at me, and then hid in Chen Lishan's long hair.

Cheng Jiahua turned the steering wheel, willfully turned the pickup truck into the wrong lane on the left and drove onto the bridge deck. Through the glass window, I could see the slings on the bridge. Cheng Jiahua probably heard Duan Ke's answer just now, and then remembered that there were three people sitting in the back seat, he turned his head back and greeted Zhou Zhihong and the three of them a few times.

Looking up, you can see a few bright red characters written on the bridge tower with the sling: Hongqi Bridge.

Although the name of the bridge is quite plain, the two pylons on the deck are quite interesting. The two bridge towers with slings were painted gray and white of cement, and they were built to look like "gates". Interestingly, the two pylons resemble a world-famous building. When I think about it, it's a simplified version of the Arc de Triomphe.

It is said that China's ancient architectural art is broad and profound, but in these modern buildings, our designers still can't absorb the essence of ancient art and bring forth the new.

Cheng Jiahua seemed to have exchanged a few words with Chen Lishan, but I didn't pay attention to what they were talking about. It didn't take long for the pickup truck to pull off the bridge and come to an intersection.

Cheng Jiahua stopped the car and asked me, "How to go?" ”

"Let's go straight." I said that it looks like the buildings ahead are denser, and the chances of finding the car are greater.

When you drive out of the car in a straight line, you can see that there are two or three stories of low-rise buildings all around. The entire street is empty, and there is still dirt left on the buildings, giving people a sense of old age. This area must have been renovated many times without demolition in the urban planning. The new signboard of the store is contrasted with the old exterior of the building, and this information can be seen at a glance.

"Look here," Cheng Jiahua pointed to the window on his left and said, "There is a car in there, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

I looked in the direction he pointed out, and there were two stone lions in front of a dam outside the car window, and there was a tight telescopic electric door at the door. In the dam, there are many buses parked neatly, and there are dozens of them. In the center of the dam, there is a lighthouse or other building in a circular green turntable. It looks like a bus stop. But just looking at the stone lion in front of the door, you will think that it is a government office or something. It's really confusing.

It may be that there are too many unemployed buses, so I have to find an open space and stop casually.

"Uh," I said, taking a closer look at the situation, "forget it, let's take a look at it." ”

There were buses parked inside, which were a bit too big for us. Moreover, these buses must have been parked here in advance, and the driver must not be inside. A clean passenger car was placed in front of us, we couldn't find the key and there was no way to take it.

Uncle Wang and Wu Linyu in the cargo box did not give a signal for us to stop, they must be the same as I thought.

The pickup truck continued to drive forward, past the same street, and in front of an intersection. This time, Cheng Jiahua didn't ask me, and turned left directly.

At this moment, there was a sound of the roof of the car being slapped. Cheng Jiahua immediately stepped on the accelerator and stopped the car.

"What's wrong?" He looked into the mirror.

"Maybe there's something wrong with them." I rolled the window and looked out at the cargo box behind me.

As soon as he wanted to ask them, he saw Uncle Wang jump out of the box directly. He saw me sticking my head out of the window, and while carrying the submachine gun behind him, he said to me, "Come down and see." ”

I answered him, retracted my head and opened the door. Cheng Jiahua asked the same sentence again: "What's wrong?" ”

"I might have found something, I'll go down and take a look." With that, I got out of the car.

Following Uncle Wang, he and I walked to the left side of the pickup truck. Wu Linyu sat on the cargo box of the pickup truck, and he didn't want to get out of the car, maybe he felt that his legs were inconvenient. Stepping onto the sidewalk, I found an orthopedic hospital in front of me. When I was still wondering what Uncle Wang was doing at the orthopedic hospital, I found that there were several cars parked in the shop next to me.

The decoration style of this shop is like a 4S store you see on weekdays. Large pieces of glass are complemented by a very modern dΓ©cor. Sure enough, the red signboard above the line of sight reads the words "Dongfeng Pickup". It's really selling cars.

However, the store in front of me is much more low-key than the common 4S store. Because it's so small, it doesn't even have a second floor, and the area inside is only a few dozen square meters. This small car dealership is hidden around the corner of the road, and you can't really find it unless you look closely. Moreover, the few cars parked inside are not pickup trucks written in the photo at all, but a couple of cars and urban off-road