Chapter 281
Zheng Huawen didn't wait for Song Rongchang to say anything more, and directly took the box out and put it in the trunk of his car.
Then he came back and said to Song Baoxuan.
"Let's go, uncle, Baoxuan, I'll send you back."
"No need, we're here on a bicycle, I'm afraid your car can't fit this bicycle, let's ride our own bicycles back!"
"Also, I really can't put down the bike in this car, you wait a minute, I'll go change the car."
Zheng Huawen went to drive another car, and then put Song Baoxuan's bicycle directly into his car.
"It's okay, Baoxuan, get in the car quickly."
"Okay, I'm sorry for you."
Song Baoxuan said to Old Man Zheng.
"Goodbye Grandpa Zheng!"
"Goodbye girl, you come often when you have time, I'm an old man who is bored."
"Okay."
Old Man Zheng watched Song Baoxuan and the others walk before entering the house, and the room that was lively just now has become deserted again.
He sighed, when people are old, they want to be lively and popular at home.
But Zheng Huawen, a stinky boy, is too angry, and now he hasn't brought out a granddaughter.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it, and I get angry when I think about it.
Old Man Zheng went to take medicine, although he looks good now, he has to take medicine every day.
I used to work too hard when I was young, but now I have a problem when I am old.
If it weren't for his poor health, he would have personally sent Song Baoxuan and them home.
Li Dahua took this kind of car for the first time, and at the beginning, she was quite excited and curious.
But the car didn't drive far before she felt very uncomfortable in her stomach and wanted to vomit, and her head was dizzy.
Song Rongchang asked Li Dahua in a low voice.
"What's wrong with you?"
"It's fine."
"It's okay, your face will be so bad, why are you uncomfortable?"
"Dizziness and vomiting, and I feel sick to my stomach."
"It's... What's going on, why don't we go to the hospital and see! ”
"Don't, I'll just endure it, let's not spend this kind of unjust money."
Song Baoxuan sat in the co-pilot and heard the conversation between Song Rongchang and Li Dahua, so she looked behind her and found that Li Dahua's face was very bad.
However, she was relieved to see that Li Dahua was not sick like that.
"Mother, you are motion sick, can Uncle Zheng open the car windows?"
"Okay, are you okay?"
"It's fine."
Zheng Huawen opened the windows of the car, and the wind blew in, and Li Dahua instantly felt a lot more comfortable.
"Mother, do you feel better now?"
"Well, it's much better!"
Li Dahua wanted to stick her head out of the window, but Song Baoxuan hurriedly said.
"Mother, don't stick your head out, it's too dangerous."
"But... I think it's a little bit more comfortable that way. ”
Song Baoxuan said very seriously.
"That's not going to work either."
"Mother, you just rely on your father to sleep, sleep and we'll get home."
"Okay!"
Li Dahua leaned on Song Rongchang's shoulder and closed his eyes, Zheng Huawen tried his best to drive the car steadily, but the road to Song Baoxuan's village was potholed, no matter how careful he was, the car was still very bumpy.
Li Dahua fell asleep in a daze in a daze, Song Rongchang reached out to support Li Dahua and let her lean against her.
Now it's dark, the wind is cool at night, the windows of the car are still open, and the wind is blowing in.
Zheng Huawen didn't add clothes before going out, and now he was shivering a little by the wind, but he didn't say a word and didn't close the window.
Song Baoxuan found that Zheng Huawen had goosebumps and said.
"Uncle Zheng, close the window in front of you, the wind is a little cold at night, and I can't stand it!"
"Huh."
After closing the window in front of him, Zheng Huawen was not as cold as just now, but it was still a little cold.
Finally arrived at the entrance of Dali Village, Zheng Huawen's car couldn't get in, so he could only park here.
"Baoxuan, I can only send you here."
"Okay, I'm sorry for Uncle Zheng."
Song Rongchang shook Li Dahua and said.
"It's here, wake up."
Li Dahua woke up, but as soon as she smelled the smell of the car, she couldn't stand it, and wanted to get out of the car but didn't know how to open the door.
Zheng Huawen was outside to help her open the car door, and then took the bicycle down with the box of things that Mr. Zheng had packed.
"Bao Xuan, let me help you move this box of things in!"
"No, Uncle Zheng, go back quickly, we can just move back by ourselves, thank you so much today."
In the end, Song Rongchang put the box of things on the back seat, and then pushed the bicycle and walked back, anyway, it was all at the entrance of the village, there was not much road, and it would take a few minutes to get home.
Zheng Huawen turned on the headlights to illuminate the road for them.