As she was talking, Song Qingyun blew in her stomach.

He entered the city today and planned to buoy a little at the fly restaurant on the road. The car was stuck here and it was delayed and he was not feeling hungry.

I quickly picked up the dates and ate a few more, and then I felt better.

The road was still blocked. The two car owners who had a car accident were still arguing, and they both tried to put the blame on each other. As they spoke, they became really angry and began to greet each other's direct female relatives. They were simply dirty words and filthy words, and X's mother and the beating mother were the same.

The screams echoed loudly in the valley, and tourists occasionally burst into laughter.

When Song Qingyun heard this, he screamed that something was wrong.

As mentioned earlier, people in W City probably eat too much chili and have a bad personality. When they encounter something, they like to use fists to solve problems. The so-called "not liking to eat chili" is not revolutionary! Usually, once the two cars have something to wipe, the drivers on both sides don't talk nonsense, and first pick up the stick and knock the other party's windshield. If this is not solved, then beat it again until one party accepts it and admits defeat.

Today, the people in the car scolded me like this, and according to the rules, they would have to see blood.

He hurriedly walked over and took a look, almost laughing out loud.

But they saw that although both drivers blushed and their fists clattered, they still held the last hint of soberness.

"What do you want?"

"What do you want?"

"Are you going to fight?"

"So what if you hit you?"

"You fight, you fight!"

Both of them took a step forward, their chests were about to bump into each other. But at this moment of flashback, they put their hands behind their backs at the same time, and took a step back, shouting: "Ahem, everyone has seen it, I didn't do it!"

The onlookers thought they could see a wonderful battle between dragons and tigers, but in the end it turned out to be such a result. They all shouted "thrust" and were very disappointed.

While Song Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, he wondered why these two people were so calm. Looking closely, he saw that the two cars colliding with each other had CA signs, so he understood.

Since ancient times, CA has been a wealthy area in the provincial capital, scholars have been born and elegant, and gentlemen have always spoken and never acted when encountering things.

Once a conflict occurs in the provincial capital, it looks like it will never stop. However, it is usually the two men who argue for four or five hours, and finally, with the advice of passing by the aunt, going downhill, each going back to their own house to find their own mother.

Unlike City W, since ancient times, bandits have been sent out, and they are very rude.

The onlookers couldn't help but want to watch the fun, but no one went up to do the old things. Song Qingyun smiled bitterly and had to go forward and said, "What's wrong? What a big deal? As for the trouble like this. If the car hits the car, you will ask the insurance company to pay for it. You can divide the responsibilities as you should. Find a way to move the car away."

The two of them looked at Song Qingyun viciously at the same time and scolded: "Who are you? Do you have the share of your words?"

They were so frustrated that they wanted to fight each other, but they were reluctant to take action. They were coaxed together. They felt that they couldn't bear to worry about their face, and at the same time they turned their anger at Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun: "I am a civil servant in Qianjin Street, the first secretary of Hongshi Village in front. Don't make trouble. If you make trouble, I will take measures."

The two of them changed their faces at the same time and smiled: "It turns out to be the secretary. For your sake, we won't fight in this fight. You can make a reason for commenting."

Song Qingyun said, "What's the reason for me to give you? You are both a driving recorder and a photo shoot. You are looking for the traffic police to appear on the scene and then look for insurance. You can move the car away quickly, and it's all blocked."

The truck driver spread his hands and said with a bitter face: "I want to move, but the car broke down."

Song Qingyun looked at the scene. After the two agricultural vehicles carrying bamboo collided with the car, they did retreat a few meters away, but why did they stop again?

The driver of the agricultural vehicle said that after the crash, he took photos and obtained evidence and was afraid that the road would be blocked, so he retreated to the side. Perhaps the car was overloaded so much that it was uphill and it was uphill. The clutch and throttle did not cooperate well, and the half shaft was broken.

This time, the cars on both sides were blocked and the road was narrow, so I couldn't walk at all.

When Song Qingyun was in high school, she worked in a summer vacation worker at her classmate's car repair shop. She knew some maintenance knowledge and looked closely. But she saw oil leaking from the rear wheel screws of the agricultural vehicle. The mat inside was probably rushing, so the man didn't tell any lies.

He asked the driver if he had contacted repairs, and replied that he had called and the repairman was coming with parts and was preparing to replace it with a new half-axle, but it was too far from the city and it was impossible to handle it in less than three or five hours.

Song Qingyun looked at the road and had no place to move, unless he dug out a wrong car on the side of the road, pushed the two cars aside, and moved them out of the position.

But it’s easy to say that the car that was damaged was too many bamboos on the agricultural vehicle weighed at least ten tons and could not be pushed.

Just as he was having a headache, Liao Liugu was already selling green dates among the crowd.

The tourists were already a little hungry and went up to buy it, then praised it and said it tasted so good.

After a while, I heard the motorcycle thud and a crisp sound: "Instant noodles, in terms of things, a box of ten dollars."

Song Qingyun looked over when she heard the sound. Xu Shuang was riding a motorcycle. She was carrying a roulette on her back, which contained two boxes of instant noodles and two bottles of boiling water. The instant noodles and boiling water were probably bought from Zhuhua. This girl is very economical!

The tourists were hungry enough, but they thought the instant noodles were too expensive, so they argued with Xu Shuang, saying that you were not quarreling about making money in the country? Xu Shuang rolled her eyes and said that at this price, do you like to eat it or not.

At this moment, there was another roar of a motorcycle motor: "The ones who sell lunch boxes, the ones who sell lunch boxes, each box of ten yuan, there are vegetables, meat, soup, and it is hot."

Song Qingyun looked at him again, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Xu Shuang, your business competitor is here, it seems that this box of instant noodles is going to be ruined."

There were more than a dozen people coming, all of whom were the owners of the village farmhouse and family inn. They heard that there was a traffic jam here, but after thinking about it, it was already past one afternoon, and the guests should be hungry, so they brought the food to make a fortune. Anyway, the food was ready.

Xu Shuang had a look of her face and scolded: "Is there anyone who robs business like this? I'm giving me eye drops! No, I can't swallow it." After that, she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to go forward to argue with someone.

Song Qingyun grabbed her and said, "Forget it, you can still fight with people, they are all from the same village. I advise you not to charge money for instant noodles and give them to customers for free."

"Free gift, are you sick?" Xu Shuang rolled her eyes.

Song Qingyun likes to tease this little girl the most. Both of them are young people, and they can usually chat together: "Xu Shuang, are you stupid? Who are you blocking here? They all go to the village to play, and eat and stay in the family inn. Some people have to play for a day, while others may have to stay for two nights. If they come, they may have repeat customers in the future. These are all sources of customers that need to be maintained. Others don't know what to do and only know how to make money by selling lunch boxes, so you might as well give them for free. I am so happy that I will take your inn to stay for one night, and I will earn back the extra money. A bowl of instant noodles is worth a few dollars, and staying at your house for one night will cost 100 yuan."

Xu Shuang's eyes lit up: "Song Qingyun, you are so smart. Why are you a graduate of a prestigious university and you are admitted to civil servants again!"

Song Qingyun: "Don't talk to me, why don't you go and attract customers quickly. Otherwise, wait for other families to come back to their senses... Haha, to be honest, your instant noodles are not as competitive as others' hot meals."

Xu Shuang: "It's right, Song Qingyun, please look at my words."

She is smart, versatile, and she is cute, so she attracts enough tourists in just a moment.

The others came to their senses and said that the boxed rice was given for free, as long as they stayed at our house, they would be fine.

For a moment, the air was filled with the fragrance of food and instant noodles.

The tourists had enough food and drink, but when they saw that the road was not smooth for a while, they accepted their fate. They got off the car, picked up their cameras and took photos, and went to the mountain next to them to play.

Someone played music on his mobile phone, and more than a dozen old ladies danced square dances in the music of "Little Apple".

An old man was practicing Tai Chi on the road. He didn't know when he changed into Tang suit and had a long hair and a young face. He was really particular.

Several children were playing on the road and staggered the old man.

The old Tai Chi man was annoyed and scolded: "Young man, you don't have martial ethics."

Another middle-aged man opened the trunk and took out a set of tea sets to make tea happily. Song Qingyun looked at his car curiously and found that there was a set of fishing gear in his car, and said, "There is no fish pond in our village."

The middle-aged man said, "I have seen the map. There is an hour's drive from your village to fish in a river."

Song Qingyun slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot." Isn't that the place where I went to break the fucking bug last time?

Our Secretary Xiao Song said again: "Are you depressed when you are blocked here?"

The middle-aged man replied, "What are you depressed? The scenery on this road is very good. I park the car and take a night in the maple forest. When I travel, I see different scenery. The key is the experience, and I don't have to go to somewhere. Today's experience is quite good. What is the meaning of life? The meaning of life lies in tossing.

His words are quite philosophical.

The mountain roads here are 18 bends, and it is not a solution to keep blocking them all.

Your brother finds it interesting to make tea on the road, and the villagers can wait for tourists to stay in the inn to make money!

Song Qingyun walked over and found two car owners who had been replenishing their energy and were about to continue arguing after eating. They discussed and said, "I said, two irritable guys, I think it would be better to move the car away first. Otherwise, I would like to ask the villagers to come and unload the goods on the truck, and then level the car here. You can share the wages and not let people work in vain."

The truck driver asked how much it cost. After Song Qingyun said he would give him 600 yuan, two cars and one person shared 300 yuan, he felt that the price was fair and nodded in agreement.

But the tourist was unwilling to say that I was the victim and the party at no fault, so why should I pay?

Song Qingyun advised again, brother, I see that there are elderly people and children in your car. It’s very cold in the mountains. It’s better to settle them in the hotel early and don’t freeze it. Besides, I’m going out to play just to be happy. Don’t ruin your mood and ruin your weekend holiday because of this incident? I think your car is not serious, so I might as well live here first. At that time, let the insurance company take it to the repair shop. When your family spends this holiday in our village, I will help you find a car to enter the city. By then, the car will be repaired and drive it back to the provincial capital without delaying it. Three hundred yuan is really nothing, and it’s enough to set up a better restaurant in the provincial capital.

The man thought this was the reason and was willing to do so.
Chapter completed!