Zhang Fengqi was also a little scared.

Murmuring in my heart, I shrank my neck and closed my fur coat, and asked the two people who were blocking the car with the "strike" and asked: "You two are so late, where did you come from and where did you go?"

The young woman who rushed out to stop the car had already stood up with Xiao Fanghua.

She whispered: "...My dad and I came to Jiangcheng to visit relatives, but were accidentally hit by a car. I want to ask you for help and take us to the city."

The older man also said weakly: "Please trouble this big brother. We have relatives in the city, so it's okay as long as we go to the city."

"I have relatives..." Zhang Fengqi looked at the man at least twenty years older than him, and could call him "Big Brother", so he could bend and stretch, so he didn't make things difficult for him. He smiled heartily: "That's good. People are in the world, so how can they not be stabbed? I think you have this hurdle in your life, and it will be fine if you pass it."

When Xiao Fanghua heard what Zhang Fengqi meant, she seemed to not want to take these two people back to the city.

But looking at the wound on the head of this old man, the girl was also young and beautiful.

It's so late, and it's a small road, so it's not as safe and peaceful as the highway.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Fanghua still begged: "Uncle Zhang, just do me a favor. They are not familiar with the place here and are hit by someone. It is a mistake in our municipal work, we..."

Seeing that she was about to make a long talk again, Zhang Fengqi was most troubled by such words, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll take you for a while in terms of the face of Fanghua."

"I'm giving you face to Fanghua. You don't have to thank me, thank her."

Zhang Fengqi said, pointed at Xiao Fanghua, then waved to Wen Yinuo to come and take her back to the Grand Cherokee first.

Wen Yinuo was still sitting in the passenger seat, watching Xiao Fanghua and the young girl walking towards her with her older man.

Xiao Yiyuan walked behind the three of them, without any intention of going forward to help, but he did not stand by.

Wen Yinuo held his cheeks with both hands and said to himself: "...Is there a relative in the city? Can't I just call them to pick them up? Do you have to stop the car on the road?"

"What if we were the same as the bad guys who bumped them before..."

Zhang Fengqi took a deep breath of cigarette, then threw it into the ashtray and twisted it out, and said softly: "Yinuo, as a celestial master, the most important thing is to see through it and not tell it out."

"Your Sister Xiao is extremely mouldy today. Just ask her to do something and don't get stuck in the slightest way."

"Are you trying to help Sister Xiao?" Wen Yinuo knew it, smiled slightly, and grabbed Zhang Fengqi's arm intimately and rubbed it, "I knew my uncle was the best!"

"Tsk, why should I help her?" Zhang Feng bent his fingers, made a counting position, and said proudly: "I counted my fingers and thought it was a promise to give my family a promise! So I asked them to get in the car!"

"What does it have to do with me?" Wen Yinuo laughed and pointed at the car window, "Who knows where they came from? I hope I don't cause trouble for my uncle."

"It's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster. I'll let it go. Your uncle, I've been with the flow." Zhang Fengqi saw Xiao Fanghua and the others coming, and hurriedly stopped talking and asked Wen Yinuo to open the car door.

The spacious Grand Cherokee can sit at least six people.

Xiao Fanghua and Xiao Yiyuan gave the father and daughter the seat in the middle of the car and sat in the last row.

After the father and daughter got in the car, the car became quiet again.

Zhang Fengqi even stopped the music in the car speaker.

The rest of the journey was smooth.

Although it is a small road, the road conditions are still good because it has not rained or snowed recently.

Half an hour later, they had already opened the spacious asphalt road in the city.

At this time, the old man who had his head bumped out his cell phone and started calling and sending text messages.

His daughter looked at him worriedly and asked from time to time: "...Dad, can you contact your relatives now? Are you relieved?"

"It's okay, I can still trust Lao Luo." The man said calmly.

After a few minutes, he finally called, as if he had found the person he was looking for, and said a few words softly.

After putting down the phone and waiting for another five minutes, he politely said to Zhang Fengqi who was driving in front: "This big brother, when he arrived in the city, he put down our father and daughter at the entrance of the auditorium. Our relatives will wait for us there."

"Hello, you'll turn ahead and go to the auditorium. Please wait." Zhang Fengqi said politely, looking at the man from the rearview mirror.

The man was originally wearing a white bandage on his head, but now he wore a black thread hat, probably wool, and looked quite warm.

The accent of this man was definitely a northerner, but his eyebrows looked a little like those of the southerner, with slender eyes and thick eyebrows. However, he was old and mixed with a few gray eyebrows.

The face looks familiar.

Zhang Fengqi took another look and kept the person's appearance in his heart.

Soon the auditorium in the center of Jiangcheng City arrived, and Zhang Fengqi stopped at the fountain in the square at the entrance of the auditorium.

There was a black sedan parked there.

The color under the street light is so dark that it is bright. The icon in front of the car is a three-pointed star emblem that divides the outer circle frame into three equal parts.

It doesn't look like it is not visible, but it is actually an imported Mercedes-Benz C-Class.

The door of the Grand Cherokee opened, and Xiao Fanghua wanted to get up and send the father and daughter down.

The older man pressed her back and said with a smile: "Why are you your surname?"

Xiao Fanghua hurriedly said, "I am not willing to be proud, my surname is Xiao."

He asked again: "Don't you really need to go to the hospital? The city hospital is not far away, you will be there after opening two more streets."

"No, no, no, no, no, no," the man said with a smile, "In fact, it's not very serious. Just go to my relative's house to raise it. Xiao Fanghua is right? Thank you Comrade Xiao."

As he said that, he held his daughter's arm and slowly walked down Zhang Fengqi's Grand Cherokee.

Zhang Fengqi, Wen Yinuo and Xiao Yiyuan did not move, but just watched the father and daughter get out of the car.

Then I saw two people coming out of the Mercedes-Benz C-Class sedan and respectfully took the father and daughter into the car.

Zhang Fengqi didn't start the car, and he didn't follow him until the Mercedes-Benz C-Class drove away first.

Wen Yinuo looked at it for a while and smiled and said, "Is that Mercedes-Benz newly bought? Haven't the license plate yet? I didn't see the license plate number."

"The license plate number is blocked." Zhang Fengqi was not surprised at all. He looked back at Xiao Fanghua and then reminded: "Tonight's work is to do a good thing. I don't want to repay kindness. I'm not surprised by it. That's it."

Xiao Fanghua was stunned for a moment, subconsciously nodded and obeyed: "I understand, thank you for the reminder."

Xiao Yiyuan pulled Xiao Fanghua to sit down and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang is worthy of being a great master. He can always see things that we cannot see."

"Ah! I was born in a new society and grew up under the red flag. I looked at Feng Shui scientifically and refused to be in chaos! - Don't put a trap on me, kid!" Zhang Fengqi smiled and replied to Xiao Yiyuan.

Wen Yinuo was amused by the side.

Her uncle Zhang Fengqi is still a big internet celebrity on Weibo, named "The Great Master of the New Era". Her self-introduction means: born in a new society and growing under the red flag.

Wen Yinuo took out his mobile phone and went to Zhang Fengqi's latest Weibo to reply: [The Great Master's Achievement of One Good Deed in a Day].

After replying, I found that the word "Iron Fan" was actually at the back of my Weibo account. I was discouraged and sighed and said, "Uncle, I am actually your Iron Fan. - I'm dirty."

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