The three brothers of the Yu family picked up the charcoal on the ground, wrapped it in linen, and stood in front of Cha Wenbin one by one as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

"It's good to practice inside the public gate, and I don't feel shocked when I knock on the door in the middle of the night; Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and there will be gods in the first three feet. Cha Wenbin pointed to the sky that had been lit up and said: "Remember, people are doing it, the sky is watching, it's not that the time has not come." In the future, accumulate more yin virtue for yourself, and the two debts of unjust death will be recorded on your heads! ”

This play came to an end temporarily, and when they returned home, they were ready to rest, and after tossing all night, Cha Wenbin was already thinner and thinner than before. Uncle Chang and Su Su heard him say that this matter was settled, so they planned to leave first, and their goods were still in hand. After Uncle Chang thanked him, he agreed to visit him another day, so he pulled Su Su, who was a little reluctant, to get in the car and leave, although Uncle Chang was engaged in the sale of smuggled cultural relics, but Cha Wenbin was not a public security, not to mention that Chaozi was also involved, and he didn't think about asking about this road.

A few people closed the door, and when they had not been in bed for a while, someone knocked on the door outside. I also know this man, because he was a comrade-in-arms with one of my uncles, and he helped my father when he got married.

This man's name is Dunzi, and as his name suggests, he is as strong as a tree stump. At the end of the 70s of the last century, he and one of my uncles joined the army, because in that year the country began to reform and open up, the construction of large-scale projects was carried out everywhere, and transportation talents were urgently needed, so he and his uncle were fortunate to become a car driver. The vehicle he drove was the Greenskin Liberation, and he had run through many places from south to north, and his and his uncle's personalities were completely different. Although this person is big, he is careful and drives steadily, so he is very slow; Uncle is just the opposite, he is not big, but he is in a hurry, and he can always pull one more car than others in a day.

By the mid-eighties, both men had been transferred from the military, and at that time there were still very few people in society who could drive, and driving was a popular technical job. The uncle was eventually assigned to the government and was responsible for driving a car for the leaders at the time; And this dun went to the county's transport brigade, and it was still the Great Liberation, he responded to the call of the army, and after being discharged from the army, he would continue to fight in the post of socialist construction, so he chose this slightly difficult post.

That year, my parents got married, and the wedding car was my uncle's car, and the dowry was pulled by the great liberation of Uncle Dunzi, which was a very luxurious convoy at that time. Uncle Dunzi has been working in the transport team for seven or eight years, and the distance between him and his uncle has begun to grow larger and larger. Zhejiang people, who are known for their willingness to endure hardships, soon began to privately buy trucks for transportation, shaving fuel costs and maintenance, and the rest was their own net income.

The transport team was finally disbanded in the nineties, and the vehicles left behind were auctioned on the spot, and Uncle Dunzi was reluctant to let the old guy who had been working for so many years become scrap and be acquired, so he gritted his teeth and took out all these years of savings and scraped together to buy the truck he used. Since then, he has also become a self-employed transporter. But Uncle Dunzi is upright, he is too steady, he never overloads the load, and he always arrives a day later than others after running long distances, so he has never made a lot of money in that golden age.

Many of the people who ran transportation with him later became rich, but he was the only one who still drove. But he has a record that since the day he learned to drive, he has never been in an accident or violated a single traffic law. Uncle Dunzi later bought a rear eight-wheeler, specializing in running containers, and at that time, bamboo processed products in northwest Zhejiang had begun to be exported to Japan, Europe and the United States.

Because Uncle Dunzi is famous for his stability, most companies are willing to ask him to pull goods when they are not in a hurry, and the destinations are generally Ningbo Port and Shanghai Port, and sometimes they will go to Guangzhou, Fujian or Shandong. Uncle Dunzi has a son named Zhigang, who is five years older than me, and after graduating from junior high school, he followed his father to run cars.

One day, Uncle Dunzi had a dream at night, and when he woke up in the morning, the dream was still very clear in his mind. The plot in this dream is that he wants to send goods to Xiamen, and to go to Xiamen, he has to take National Highway 104. In a small town called Baizhang in Hangzhou on National Highway 104, he hit and killed a person, and in his dream he clearly remembered that it was a young woman, wearing a red dress, she was selling clothes at a stall on the side of the road.

For example, my uncle often told me that if you drive at night, especially if you encounter a stranger stopping you on a deserted road, it is best not to stop. When encountering a convoy such as a hearse, remember to honk the horn three times after it has passed; There were also things like he warned me not to park my car on the bridge overnight, not at any bridge; If you encounter a road section with sudden fog at night, you must not stop, but drive slowly and carefully, in short, you can't stop. These things have been passed down from generation to generation by their veteran drivers, and you can't afford to make mistakes when driving, because if you make a mistake, it's a disaster.

Therefore, Uncle Dunzi had a pimple in his heart that morning, he has been careful in doing things all his life, and he was a little uncomfortable when he ate in the morning. On this day, he was going to run a short trip for others, right in the county. After starting the car, he still had some scruples, so he said to his son: "Zhigang, your father is a little uncomfortable today, this car, you will drive it." With that, he got out of the car and wanted to change seats with his son, but his son refused to get down when he was in the co-pilot.

Zhigang's personality is completely inherited from his father, from the day he touched the steering wheel, Uncle Dunzi said to him the most: safety first. Seeing that his son's face was not very good, Uncle Dunzi asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I don't want to drive." "Why don't you want to open it?" "I just don't want to open it, for no reason."

Uncle Dunzi was a little angry: "Hey, you kid, you can't work for your son for a day, I will die in the future, you will have to eat!" ”

Zhigang was scolded by his father like this, his face was red and white for a while, and he held it for a long time, and finally told the reason: "I had a dream last night, and I didn't want to open it." ”

Uncle Dunzi was shocked when he heard this, why did he also dream, and hurriedly asked, "What did you dream of?" ”

"I dreamed of killing a woman." "Where did you hit it?" "Baizhang!"

Uncle Dunzi dragged Zhigang down, closed the door with a "clang" and said, "Damn, it's evil, we won't drive this car!" He didn't tell his son that he had the same dream, because that would only make him more worried and afraid, so he told his wife to rest for a few days on the grounds that he was tired.

For the next three days, father and son did not make a single trip, but every night, father and son repeated the dream they had dreamed of the night before, the woman in red was run over by their truck, and the back eight wheels ran over the woman's head, and the brain mixed with blood spilled all over the ground.

By the fifth day, Uncle Dunzi couldn't hold it back, not to mention that he didn't dare to drive, but his legs trembled when he walked out of the gate. On this day, he thought that this was not a solution, and he had to ask someone. He knew Cha Wenbin, so he went to look for it that day, but it happened that Cha Wenbin went to prepare a dojo for everyone Yu that day. When he didn't find anyone, he was anxious, and when he was in a hurry, he rushed to the doctor.

In our town, there was a one-eyed dragon who went out to be a bandit when he was young, and was blinded in one eye during the battle to suppress bandits in Xiangxi. Later, he was sentenced to a few years in prison and was released in the early sixties, just in time for the three-year natural disaster, the one-eyed dragon fled all the way to the northwest of Zhejiang, and later settled in our town.

This one-eyed dragon said that he had learned from a master who was proficient in fortune-telling when he was a bandit, and he could read faces and knew some ways. For this, he was almost killed during the Cultural Revolution, because he was a dual identity: he was born as a bandit and engaged in feudal superstition, and later he finally picked up a small life by eating cow dung and drinking cow urine in the cowshed, pretending to be crazy and stupid. In the late seventies, he adopted an abandoned baby and later opened a small brewing workshop in the town to make a living.

There are very few people who know his past history, but Uncle Dunzi knows that because his second brother was a Red Guard when he criticized the fight, if his second brother hadn't had the heart to let him go, the one-eyed dragon would have been killed a long time ago. Uncle Dunzi went to the town to find the one-eyed dragon, and the one-eyed dragon didn't know if it was too miserable because of that criticism or other reasons, and since then he has stopped looking at people. But the person who came was Dunzi, the life of the one-eyed dragon was saved by his second brother back then, in order to repay this favor, after thirty years of immersion, the one-eyed dragon entered the back room and took out a compass of incense paper for Uncle Dunzi.

The one-eyed dragon only told Uncle Dunzi that his ability was limited, and this matter was not simple, there was a little ghost who asked him to go out to deliver a letter, but he could save their father and son from this catastrophe, and other people's could not do it. And he said that it was too late for Dunzi to find him, and it was already the last time for the little ghost to deliver the letter to Dunzi, and if this letter was not sent, then the Dunzi family would be in trouble.

According to the instructions of the one-eyed dragon, Uncle Dunzi returned home with a worried heart, and as soon as the front foot entered the door, someone came to him on the back foot, and our local chief asked him to urgently send a batch of goods to Xiamen overnight. The business of this factory has always been undertaken by Uncle Dunzi, he has no way to refuse, and the price given by people is high enough, Uncle Dunzi gritted his teeth and thought about what the one-eyed dragon told him, and drove out to load the goods.

After loading the goods, it was almost evening, and my mother-in-law brought dinner to the father and son. After eating, the two of them drove the rear eight-wheeled car slowly towards National Highway 104 with an uneasy heart.