To middle age

Time passed slowly. After tens of kilometers, I saw a fork in the road. As soon as the car came and went for a few kilometers, an alarm appeared on the dashboard and the right front tire was broken.

I braked and my face was a little ugly.

"What's the matter?" Xiaoya asked hurriedly.

"The tire is broken." I replied, pulling the handbrake and turning off the train.

When I came to the tire, I squatted down.

The sound of air leakage can be faintly heard. Now all I have to do is to open the trunk, take out the spare tire, and replace the spare tire.

It was originally a beautiful journey along the way. Although the road was not very good, I was still full of longing for this journey, but it was a pity that I never thought that this trip would be disadvantageous.

There is not much oil, but according to Xiaoya, there should be no problem with the inn which is a hundred kilometers ahead, so now we should change the tires first.

"Brother Chen, or else continue to drive and support to the inn in front. Since there is a gas station, the car can definitely be repaired." Xiaoya squatted down beside me and suggested.

"No, the flat tire speed will drop drastically, and it is very fuel-intensive. This is a hundred kilometers. Even if it arrives, the wheels must be broken. If there is no wheel replacement, this car will not run." I explained.

"Oh." Xiaoya smiled awkwardly.

At close range, I saw Xiaoya wearing a tight-fitting vest, revealing the plump career line, and shook her head. Perhaps in this case, having a companion who can talk is the greatest comfort.

I took out the spare tire, and I exhaled slightly. Fortunately, I have all the tools.

Picking up the jack, I started to raise the car. Soon after, I turned the wheel and found a nail on the tire.

This nail is relatively big and new, which makes me a little strange.

Could anyone here guess that nails are being scattered on the road?

"Brother Chen, is it easy to fix it?" Xiaoya crouched beside me, she asked with concern.

"It's easier to change tires, but when driving here, be careful." I said.

"Huh?" Xiaoya raised an eyebrow.

"This nail seems to have been spilled on the road deliberately. It was only a long time after we drove to this intersection," I explained.

"No, no, this is Tibet. It is a place for pilgrimage and washing the soul. It is the nearest to the sky. How can such a person be?" Xiaoya doubted.

"Didn't you also meet a group of travel friends who abandoned you and stole your money and mobile phone." I replied.

Xiaoya smiled awkwardly when she heard what I said, she bit her lip lightly and said no more.

After replacing the spare tire, I put the replaced tire into the trunk, and then checked the other three tires. After feeling no problem, I returned to the car and cancelled the malfunction light.

"Brother Chen, you are really capable." Xiaoya was sitting next to her. She took out a wet wipe from her bag and took the initiative to wipe my sweat.

amount!

Following Xiaoya's actions, I was a little surprised, and felt a little uncomfortable at close range.

"No, I'm sorry, Brother Chen, are you single?" Xiaoya blushed, apparently seeing me strange.

"No, I have a fiancee." I explained.

"Oh oh." Xiaoya pouted, she bit her lip lightly, her jade legs rubbed against each other, making me afraid to see her again.

When I met Pingshui, just to take a ride, she suddenly wiped my sweat and kept wearing a more exposed vest. Isn't she afraid of encountering bad guys?

I started the car again, I took a deep breath, looked nervously at the road ahead, and the speed was no longer fast.

Sure enough, it was only a few kilometers after driving. The ground reflected light, and I saw some nails. Fortunately, I drove slowly and went around.

Time passed slowly. Within half an hour, I saw three nails, basically all nails standing side by side. Once a corner of the throttle goes straight, at least the front tires are definitely not immune.

"What the hell is there so many nails!" I was a little irritable.

"Brother Chen, what do you do, can you tell me?" Xiaoya opened the conversation.

"I do sales, how about you?" I said.

Xiaoya hurriedly said: "Brother Chen, after graduating from university, I worked as an ordinary employee in a state-owned enterprise."

"University? What's your major?" I was surprised.

"I graduated from a foreign university and learned business English." Xiaoya continued.

Graduated from a foreign language university, studying business English?

I looked at Xiaoya with a little surprise. I didn't think that Xiaoya was still a high-achieving student. This business English professional is not bad. It has a good translation, and the salary must be more than 10,000. It is much better than ordinary staff in state-owned enterprises.

"Why not find a job in this major? For example, to be a translator." I asked.

"Ours is a small place. How can there be translation work? My parents said it is relatively stable in state-owned enterprises." Xiaoya explained.

Like me, Xiaoya did not expect to find a job in this major. Parents of course hope that their children's job can be stable, and they can be closer to home. Some parents will not worry about the long distance to work.

"Yeah." I nodded.

At first, I avoided some nails, but no longer appeared in the back. Seeing that the car's oil was about to reach the critical point, I saw an inn with a run-down gas station outside.

The people inside are plainly dressed and the grounds are dilapidated, like an abandoned car dump.

In the open space outside the gas station, there are a dozen dilapidated cars stacked, and the inn has two floors, five up and five down, it should be five rooms on the top and five rooms on the bottom.

When I drove into the gas station, I got off the bus hurriedly, and Xiaoya also walked down.

I saw a shaggy red-faced man walking out shirtless.

"Master, can you work hard here?" I hurried a few steps closer.

This big red-faced man had a cigarette in his mouth, and his face was full of meat. The cigarette was actually coming out of the gas station, which made me feel a little weird, but I was still more polite.

"Of course, how much do you add?" the red-faced man asked.

"Fill up!" I said.

"Come on here." The red-faced man stepped up and down to me, then looked at Xiaoya beside me.

"Good." I nodded and drove the car into the gas station.

I saw the big red-faced man pinched out the cigarette butts, then set up a hydraulic car and pulled out an oil tank barrel.

"So come on? Are these oil guns useless?" I swept a few oil guns in the gas station, only to see that they were rusty.

"What are you doing so much?" The red-faced guy said, he took out an oil pipe, opened my oil tank, put the oil pipe into the oil tank, and then shook it vigorously.

Seeing the red-faced man's movements, I began to wait.

For about ten minutes, the red-faced man stopped his movements, he took out the fuel hose and glanced at the port of my fuel tank.

"Look, is it full?" said the red-faced man.

Hearing this, I took a closer look. When I found that it was full, I nodded, "Thank you, Master, how much is this?"

"Three thousand!" The red-faced man showed three fingers.

"Wh, what?" My face changed.

Let me go, this tank of fuel actually costs 3,000. You must know that the fuel tank of this Highlander car has a volume of around 70 liters. Even if you feed 98 gasoline, it costs up to 500 yuan. Now this red-faced guy actually says Three thousand, a six-fold increase, isn't this a money grab.

"Except here, there are no gas stations. If you have no gas, you can't walk. You can call a trailer. Whether it's Lhasa or Linzhi, call a car to tow. It's more than that. I'm cheap enough for you. We pulled it from a far away." The red-faced man continued.