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“Shall we drive ourselves back? Good.” Senior White Eyebrow laughs: “I'll choose! ”

“Well, Wenzhou City isn't far away, it's only a few hundred kilometers away, so drive yourself back a little more conveniently.” Song Shuhang replied: “Pick a bigger space so we can put our luggage away. ”

Song Shu has a large box with a million cash in it, as well as Dan Yao, Baobai, Soul Pearl, Spiritual Spirit Tea and other things.

“Well, actually, I got one at a glance. Let's drive that one. I think it suits my eyes!” The White Venerable is happy pointing to a big, overwhelming driveway.

Song Shuhang looked up and opened his mouth without making a sound.

Learn about excavators. Which one is stronger? Shandong, China... Ahhh!

“Senior White, that's an excavator, not a traffic model, but an engineering vehicle for excavating the ground. If you're really interested, when we get back from Wenzhou City, drive it out and sneak up the back hill.” Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.

After all, Senior White closed down soon after, and although he mastered a lot of modern knowledge from the Internet, the online knowledge was too messy. A lot of knowledge, white forebears have not come and understood.

“Oh, well, what's that next to it? Is it an engineering car, too?” Senior White pointed to another car, the same hegemony and authority.

“Yes, it's also an engineering car. This is a bulldozer for clearing land, road structures or similar work. If seniors like it, we'll go out and play when we get back.” Song Shuhang sighed.

And instead of waiting for Senior White to reach his finger again, he started introducing the third car: “Tractor, I wipe... still handheld. Cough, this is a transport model. It used to be used for transporting crops in towns, right? ”

Song Shuhang wasn't sure - because although it was an agricultural tractor, when he was a kid, he saw this kind of handrail tractor carrying sand, cement, and so on, and it floated through his door with a roaring roar, and the wind left behind a string of black smoke.

By the way, where did you get this ancient Huangshan Shinjun? And Thelma's brand new? You're not asking the factory to work overtime, are you?

This is the kind of model that needs a 'tractor joystick' plugged in, rocked hard, and then started. If he remembers correctly, most roads aren't allowed to go now, are they?

It is also in remote areas where occasional use of these hand tractors is also observed.

Song Shuhang looked up and down and found a barrel of diesel behind the tractor... is it backup oil? Let's just say, did Masaru Huangshan prepare it so well?

“For transportation? You can squeeze someone by the front seat. The two of us can drive! That's it!” Senior Bai was excited, he immediately saw the three more hectic models, the first two are engineering cars, this can be transported and driven, no problem driving!

“No, Senior. This car is not allowed on the road now!” Song Shuhang shouted: “Let's change it! ”

“No, I got it. It doesn't matter if you can't get on the road, I can paint an invisible array in the car. Just wait till you get home and get rid of the array!” Senior Bai is in the talking room and has been in a tractor.

He's curious about the armrest of the tractor —— it's not as funny as the steering wheel.

He's curious, he wants this one!

“Senior, don't bother. Let's change the car. It's not driving fast. It's over 30 yards at most!” Song Shuhang Expressway.

Even if it's the ladies' car back, at least it'll cover the rain. This ancient hand-held tractor doesn't even have a windshield compartment in front of it, bare and exposed.

“It's okay, I can speed it up. This time I have long experience, I will never destroy the car, at most the array method to reduce air resistance and reduce the gravity of the vehicle. It's okay, just this one!” The White Honored acknowledged this.

Song Shuhang thought about it, his eyes lit up: "Senior Bai, if our driver's license cannot drive this type of car, we can only drive small pride cars. ”

Senior White turned over his driver's license and looked at it: "No, my driver's license is the kind that can drive all types of cars? ”

Song Shuhang extended his head and saw only A1 and A2 photographs above. That's the kind of A2 that then declares an increase, and then A1, A2 shows up on a driver's license.

Huang Shan Zhenjun, you are prepared very carefully!

“And anyway, we need to be invisible. It doesn't matter without a driver's license.” The white honored ‘hahahaha' laughed proudly.

Song Shuhang was right.

In the end, Song Shuhang still failed to make the choice of Senior Zhengbai.

The White Lovers are particularly fond of this only ‘hand-held' car. You see now, the tractor is not even on. The white honor is sitting in the driver's seat, holding the tractor armrest with his hands, swinging left and right, the whole person is swinging at a rhythm...

It's hopeless.

By the way, do you really want to drive this thing back to News Town? Think about that picture, it's all sour.

I knew I wouldn't give Senior White a chance to choose, so I could just get myself a car and drive back.

That's it. That's it. The only way to resist is to accept it.

Song Shuhang put the suitcase behind the armrest tractor, and instructor Li was also put behind it.

He sat in front of an armrest tractor with Baijong and threw the ‘vehicle license' of more than thirty different cars handed over to him by agent Shinjun Huangshan into a small lattice beside his seat.

“Let's go!” Senior White has a temper!

But.

A moment later, Senior White pressed on the armrest tractor for a while and asked, "Book Sailing, how does this start? ”

“…” Song Shuhang sighed, pulled out the tractor joystick, then came to the tractor head, pressed the pressure relief rod, and inserted the joystick.

Then, Song Shuhang bent over to lift his hips, grabbed the joystick, and rotated fatally.

He had an impression when he was a kid when he saw someone turn on the tractor.

Alas, needless to say, he just remembers his current posture in his head, which must be so beautiful that he doesn't dare look directly at it.

“Bombing…” The tractor was quickly activated and a black smoke erupted.

Wait a minute!

Did I just do something stupid —— if the tractor doesn't work, can't I choose another car? Why do I have to rock the tractor so hard?

Song Shuhangton wanted to cry without tears.

“Huh? Still like that? Interesting! I'll shake it next time.” Senior White laughed.

“Ha-ha-ha.” Song Shuhang smiled and pulled out the joystick.

“Let's go, let's go!” Senior Bai shouted.

When he was there alone playing with the tractor armrest, he had almost studied how to drive a tractor. After Song Shuhang boarded the car, Baizhun started the tractor and left a string of black smoke to rush out of the underground garage.

“Interesting, although it's a bit slow, but it feels a lot more handy!” The White Honored judge.

You have to have a hand, a handrail, the head is so heavy.

- Just a tractor, just a tractor. Senior White will have fun.

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After driving out of the underground garage, Song Shuhang pressed the remote control of the garage door and left the garage door.

Senior White swings his fingers and activates the long laid defensive array by the garage. After all cars are delivered, the garage security work is under the responsibility of Song Shuhang and Bai Senior, which Huangshan Zhenjun's agent mentioned.

As such, Bai Zunzi drove the tractor with Song Shuhang and Teacher Li to sail to the school...

Once the garage is out, it's the main road.

Between 9: 00 and 10: 00, that's the biggest crowd flow on the road.

I don't know if it's my illusion, Song Shuhang always feels that myself and Bai Zhuang have become the focus of people's eyes... countless eyes sweep straight at him, so stinging!

Wenzhou City, Baiwhale Road.

Song Shuhang's home is right here.

Today is Wednesday, but Daddy Song specifically took a leave of absence from work and stayed home.

Mainly because we are going to have a guest at home today, it is the more important kind. Daddy Song took a leave of absence to wait for the guest to come to the door.

“Lu hasn't come yet?” Mama Song came out of the kitchen with a chili chicken and put it on the table.

The table is already full of seven dishes, but Mother Song is still trying to increase the number.

“The old man, who had not dared come to my side for a whole year, now suddenly said to bring his son. Humph, no good at all.” Daddy Song pushed his glasses and looked very unhappy.

And then he turned away: “I can guess his purpose with my toes —— I heard that his son had dropped out of school a few years earlier and went into business to earn money. Now, he must have come to me to show off his son's accomplishments. Look, I bet you he's gonna show off his son when he walks in the door. The first thing you have to say to show off your son is definitely a career, a famous car, a mansion or something. It won't get away with this! ”

“...” Mother Song couldn't help laughing: “Didn't you start this yourself? ”

Mother Song remembered that last year, Song Shuhang college entrance exam worked hard and took the prestigious Jiangnan University.

Then, Daddy Song took Song Shuhang to Lu's house all day long.

As soon as he entered the old Lu family, he talked about how his son's grades were, how brilliant he was, and entered Jiangnan University. Then compare the old Lu family's son who dropped out of school, Song Daddy's bravery, don't mention how much he owes.

Later, Song Mama finally couldn't watch it. She definitely refused to let Song Daddy drag the Book Navigation to Old Lu's house again. Daddy Song's bragging ended the story.

After this, Lu, who had been looking for something to show off, was bored at home for almost a year. He could not find an opportunity to show off in front of Daddy Song. It was presumably desperate.

Speaking of which, Old Lu and Song Daddy have been friends for decades. They have been growing up and climbing comparable.

From height, to learning, to career, to daughter-in-law, to son, whenever one side is stronger than the other, you should joyfully run forward to the other side and show off, with each other's pain as your source of happiness.

“Alas, just think about what luxury car the son of old Luna came in a while later, I have liver pain!” Daddy Song was depressed...