Chapter 222: Spit on your face with barbecued pork rice

Not long after getting into the car, Gu Cang began to feel dizzy.

After eating in the Star City Ecological Zoo, and resting for a while, the time has already reached one o'clock in the afternoon, although it has not yet reached the opening time, but some giant pandas have been taken to the outdoor activity field, ready to welcome the opening of the museum for a while...... That's how the panda called Doudou was taken out.

To be exact, he was taken out with Gu Cang.

Gu Cang was taken to the car, and that guy, followed by the other two giant pandas, was taken to the outdoor playground.

There are a lot of things in the car, because when I first came, the zoo brought a lot of things, and this time I brought them all back, and the Qin Yi people were sick, so naturally they didn't bother the Qin Yi people.

There were a lot of things, so Gu Cang was not put into the iron cage, but simply placed on the back seat, and soft mats were laid around the back seat to prevent it from being touched during driving and braking...... Gu Cang didn't think about it so much, after being put in the car by Xiao He, he slowly lay on his seat, lay down, and closed his eyes.

It looks like sleeping, but it's actually ...... It's taking a deep breath and preparing for motion sickness later.

It stands to reason that people with motion sickness (bears) can relieve the effect of motion sickness as long as they don't look outside, lie on the seat, close their eyes, don't think nonsense, and take a deep breath slowly, and if they are lucky, they won't even be uncomfortable during the whole process.

Gu Cang also wanted to do this, but God took too good care of him, and this kind of good thing could never forget him, an African panda.

A short wave of traffic in the afternoon.

The red light stops, the green light goes, the yellow light turns on, and wait...... So the car is stop-and-go.

Motion sickness...... The most taboo is this, if a horse Pingchuan all the way to the end of the road will not be fine, but stop and go, the originally calm stomach began to gurgle action, and streams of sour water tumbled in the stomach, rising, rising, wanting to break through the throat and gush out.

Gu Cang opened his eyes.

Slowly, sat up, looked around, looked at the old driver Xiao He in front of him, Xiao He looked back strangely, saw that there was nothing serious, said a simple greeting, and then continued to concentrate on driving.

After the intersection in front, it is the bridge, except for the bridge, even if it is in the suburbs, you can get on the highway if you drive a section in the suburbs.

Gu Cang was in no mood to talk to Xiao He, and did not respond to people's questions.

Instead, he slowly moved his buttocks, approached the window, and poked out his paws.

"Eh, what are you doing?" Xiao He, who saw this scene through the rearview mirror, was startled, thinking that Gu Cang was going to open the door.

Gu Cang blinked, the bear paw swept over the handle, rushed to the car window, and knocked on it a few times.

"Open the window?" Xiao He asked.

Nodding the bear's head, Gu Cang pointed to his throat again, making a motion to vomit.

Xiao He was shocked, he didn't know that Gu Cang was just demonstrating, and he thought he was going to vomit now, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly pressed a few times in front of him, and lowered the window on Gu Cang's side: "Slow down, slow down, don't vomit in the car." ”

Gu Cang rolled his eyes.

The paralysis here is all Uncle Xiong's objects, of course he won't vomit.

He leaned on his back and gulped in the fresh air, which passed through his trachea and into his lungs, to suppress the urge to vomit.

can be regarded as a sigh of relief, Gu Cang has a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.

Seeing this scene, Xiao He subconsciously put the speed of the car, crossed the bridge, arrived at the suburbs, stopped when he was about to get on the highway, opened the car door to let Gu Cang go down to take a breath, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Cangcang to still get motion sickness, cough cough, this is a little difficult to do, you can't open the window on the highway for a while, you must hold back." ”

Gu Cang, who was walking slowly on the ground, nodded.

Xiao He's face froze: "......"

That's not all, after nodding, Gu Cang rummaged through the driver's seat and the passenger seat again, and seeing that there was no vomit bag or plastic bag, he returned to his seat stupidly, and snorted at Xiao He.

Damn, I don't even have a plastic bag, what should I do if I vomit later?

Xiao He: "......"

After doing this, Xiao He finally understood, and the feeling of this panda promised him to hold back, which means that he couldn't bear it and didn't vomit casually, if he really couldn't stand it, then it would be ...... Returning to the car, starting the car, he prayed silently in his heart—

Uncle Xiong, don't throw up!

Go back to the main road, get on the highway, and start picking up speed.

After buffering Gu Cang just now, he has calmed down, both on the surface and inside.

It's a short period of comfort.

He continued to lie down, closing his eyes, ready to survive the ten hours or so.

But the philosophical idea of the agency of consciousness is often discounted when it is applied to some people (bears), such as Gu Cang, whenever he wants to sleep and doesn't think, he just can't sleep, and his brain can't help but think cranky.

Ideas pop up one after another:

What happened to that zoo just now; How about the breeder there; Opai can't wear a small color; Star City is not a first-tier city; The humanities here are good; The barbecued pork rice just now was delicious...... Barbecued pork rice?

I don't know what's going on, so my mind turns to the barbecued pork rice.

Immediately, the appearance of the barbecued pork rice just now took shape in Gu Cang's mind.

Plump rice, honey, barbecued pork, color and flavor...... Vomit!

There was a sharp contraction in the stomach.

The barbecued pork rice, which I felt very good when I ate it just now, is now like a rancid water that has been left for nearly a year, invisibly stimulating the taste buds, throat, esophagus, and stomach, so that it begins to squirm from bottom to top.

Stomach acid and food residues collide violently in the body, and a symphony of a new era is brought together - the vomiting march!

Gu Cang sat up suddenly, and the bear's paw slammed on the window.

"What's wrong? Firmament? Xiao He was startled, and hurriedly looked in the rearview mirror, "Want to vomit?" ”

Gu Cang nodded his head violently, and then continued to knock on the window.

Grass!

Open the window quickly, Ben Xiong can't help it.

Xiao He looked embarrassed: "No, it's dangerous to open the window on the highway, if you want to vomit through the window, you may fall down your whole body." ”

Gu Cang didn't care about it, and continued to knock on the window - Damn, hurry up, I really can't help it!

It's a pity that the bear face is covered with hair, unlike the human face, which can change expressions, and Xiao He is not very familiar with the giant panda, so he can't tell what Gu Cang's situation is, so he just continued to shake his head: "No, it's dangerous!" ”

Gu Cang's limbs stiffened, and he closed his mouth tightly to endure the impulsive feeling of rushing to his throat.

Devoted to this struggle, there is no time to think about anything else.

And yet—

Bear power is sometimes exhausted, life should be like this, how can it be against the sky.

He snorted, but finally couldn't help it, his throat opened, and a sour heat rushed through his tongue and teeth, and rushed into the air of freedom—he raised his head, opened his mouth, and squirted out a mouthful of barbecued pork rice......