An inexplicable stimulus swept over the land.

At the 35th anniversary parade of China, each province and region carefully decorated a float to participate in the parade, and when the float in Shencheng slowly passed by, the slogan on it made everyone feel very dazzling and incredible.

"Time is money, efficiency is life."

He was originally an ordinary slogan on a sign in the Shekou Industrial Zone, but it was later defined as the urban spirit of a city.

And more broadly, this is the first time in history that time and money have been equated in China.

An era of copper smell has begun!

It's the best of times, and it's the worst of times.

"The sea is not endless, a punch to the sky and the tide."

The quantification of matter also seduces Xu Xinian's heart that is about to move.

He's going to get out of here!

That's right, since the big brother with the gas canister got on the bus at the last stop, he wanted to get out of the bus.

After fantasizing countless times about the bloody motifs that advertised a ban on fireworks, the car finally stopped at its next stop.

The driver's master didn't light or heavy the brakes, Xu Xinian planted it forward, and he saw that the gas tank also shook forward, so he quickly reached over and held it.

Only then did the eldest brother react and glance up at him.

"Thank you, Mustache."

Xu Xinian was stunned for a moment before he understood, nodded at him, and got out of the car before the door closed.

The salesman was a chicken thief, put a brick on his head in the door, deliberately so that the door could not be fully opened, Xu Xinian was carrying a big bag, and he was afraid that the door would close, so he was in a hurry to get out of the car, and his shoulder was strong and hit the door.

It happened to be the side that Shen Qing bitten.

Some people looked around, old neighborhoods, small alleys, and small buildings in the international style of ten-mile foreign fields.

Laxatives, people in Shanghai, just got off the plane......

Leaving in the name of going to Hangzhou, I can't count how many times I changed cars.

The north of the Qinling Mountains seems to have turned around!

In the end, he cautiously slipped away to Huhai alone.

The first feeling is, like a headless fly.

I have never lived in Shanghai.

Without navigation software, in this unfamiliar realm, isn't it just a headless fly?

Then run around.

There is also a strong atmosphere of the old Shanghai Sea in the Shanghai Sea, which is not much different from the scenery seen in the "Shanghai Beach".

Looking at Pudong, there are still low bungalows, and even large pieces of farmland, the Jin Mao Tower next to the Oriental Pearl has begun to take shape, and the financial center is still a project on hold.

After a morning of wandering, Xu Xinian squatted on the curb and rolled up his trouser leg to smoke.

The first thing he figured out was to have a car!

There is a car to travel, and it is convenient for me to run errands everywhere next.

The second thing is, hungry.

When I looked up, I saw a small stall with smoke and a sign in front of it.

Xu Xinian looked at the sign fixedly, and thought horizontally, even the traverser was a little shocked.

Huhai has such a wonderful food?

"Hand roasted..?.. Roast hands? ”

After reading it twice, I felt that it was wrong, and I looked at it vertically again to see that it was.

Finger cakes, baked cold noodles, omelettes, egg scones.

The four words were arranged vertically, and reading them horizontally gave Xu Xinian the illusion that he had accidentally looked crooked.

Looking around, it didn't seem to be looking at any restaurant, my feet hurt when I walked, the cigarette butt fell to the ground, and the leather shoes were stepped on and twisted twice.

Let's go over and buy two egg scones to satisfy my hunger.

As soon as the geographical location shifted, it seemed to go back to another season, and at noon, you had to hide from the sun under the shade of the trees.

At this noon, Xu Xinian felt like a big octopus crawling in his stomach, his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them, and he looked at people with double vision, and his legs trembled when he walked.

The brain is confused, but the heart is like a mirror.

It is estimated that it is not adapted to the soil and water and heat stroke, and maybe there is also that hand roast.. Or... Bake hands are not clean.

The desire to survive is still very strong.

I insisted on taking a taxi by myself, Xiali's, and told the driver to find a nearby hospital.

The driver's name is Shao Shiming, who is a little lucky in middle age, with a white vest hanging on his body, and a white towel with balls hanging around his fat neck.

He looked at Xu Xinian's state, "Brother, can you make it to the hospital?" ”

Then he said, "Don't throw up in the car!" I know there's a small clinic nearby, I'll send it to you. ”

While opening, he looked back uneasily, for fear that Xu Xinian would vomit.

It's not too far, just a few minutes to the door of the small clinic.

Xu Xinian asked how much it was, and Shao Shiming said that 10 yuan within 5 kilometers was 8.

Xu Xinian carefully took out ten yuan and eight cents from his wallet and handed it to him, and carefully tapped it twice with his fingers dipped in saliva before giving it.

As a result, the legs of the car are weak, and the feeling of not being able to walk at all is not so good, and the hearing of the ears is not so good, and the sound of the heart pounding can be heard clearly.

I couldn't even breathe.

Shao Shiming sighed, and said in his heart that a good person should be in the end.

He helped Xu Xinian walk in, and there was no one in the clinic at noon, so Shao Shiming shouted Lao Guan twice to the inside.

A somewhat stout middle-aged man lifted the white curtain and walked out of the room, holding an enamel cup with blue edges on a white background and a red character written on it.

The white coat on his body is very conflicting with his rough and rough image.

If Xu Xinian was still awake, he would still be able to recognize that this was the eldest brother carrying the gas canister he saw on the bus.

Li Qingshan took a sip of the water in the enamel cup and looked at Shao Shiming.

"What's wrong with Lao Shao? Who is this? ”

Shao Shiming pulled his arm and put the cup on the glass table.

"This guy is estimated to be suffering from heat stroke, hurry up and pour him the Huoxiang Zhengqi water."

Li Qingshan frowned, his two thick eyebrows twisted together, and beckoned in front of Xu Xinian's eyes.

"Are you still awake?"

Shao Shiming thought for a while, "It's okay, I can still count the money just now." After saying that, he also waved the few banknotes that were not in his hand at Li Qingshan.

"Help him lie down."

The two of them supported Xu Xinian and put him down on the marching bed next to him.

Li Qingshan unbuttoned his clothes, wiped his chest with a wet towel, padd his head, fed him a few sips of salt water, and smeared some alcohol on his head.

I don't know how long it took for Xu Xinian to be freed from a whirlwind.

The first thing that came to mind was to find his bag, and he struggled to sit up with all his might, as if he was about to delete a file in the network disk before he died.

"Brother, don't move, have a good rest."

The owner of the voice is a small one, estimated to be seven or eight years old, wearing a pink dress, a little thin, and big eyes are very cute.

It would be more fun with a pigtail, but unfortunately the head is empty.

Maybe it was because the movement of sitting up just now was too large, and a feeling of dizziness came from Xu Xinian's brain, and the little girl knelt on the bed and put her hand on Xu Xinian's head.

"Nannan's hands are cold, and if you press it on my brother's head, my brother won't have a headache."

Xu Xinian, who had recovered from it, first observed his situation.

A medicine shelf full of medicines, the bitter smell of Chinese medicine mixed with the smell of disinfectant water, and an eye chart on the wall.

It looks like it's in a clinic.

However, there is something very familiar on the medicine shelf, and Xu Xinian patted it on Nannan's little bald head.

"Go, bring the medicine from the blue box to my brother."