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Chapter 69 Big Brother
The driver's skills are very good, and after more than an hour, he has already arrived at Kunshan with Zheng Fan and Zhang Yixing.

"Phew, next you have to hold on to the handrails so you don't bump into them."

The driver took a long breath and was about to head towards Luojiazhuang. Normally, the road is difficult at most, so there is nothing wrong with being careful.

But today happened to catch up with this evil weather. Not only did the rain for more than two hours show no signs of stopping, but it was getting bigger and bigger, to the point where I couldn't even keep my eyes open when I was walking on the road.

Walking on mountain roads in such weather conditions is not a happy thing, so you must be careful.

Zheng Fan and Zhang Yixing heard the driver's words, looked at each other, checked the seat belt carefully, and then tightly grasped the armrest.

The heavy rain seemed to be pouring down. Although the driver had turned the wipers to the fastest speed, the front windshield was still soaked by the heavy rain in an instant.

The most important thing is that at this time they have reached the path, which is a one-way dirt road, next to it is a crop field, and there is a height difference of more than ten centimeters between the dirt road and the crop field.

Normally, when a car comes from the opposite direction, you can slowly drive the car into the crop field. At this time, the line of sight is blocked, and you may bump into rocks or the like accidentally.

There is no way to retreat, the driver can only bite the bullet and move forward.

Trapped in the small car in the heavy rain gave Zheng Fan and Zhang Yixing a sense of oppression.

No one was chatting in the car, and even the radio station was turned off by the driver because he thought it was too noisy. The silence in the car was in sharp contrast to the heavy rain outside.

Suddenly, there was a soft "kuang~".

"Boom~boom~"

Before Zheng Fan and Yixing could react, the driver had already pressed the clutch and stepped on the accelerator.

With a slight push on the back, the car instantly increased its speed and rushed out.

"This... what is this operation?"

The rain was so loud that the driver didn't hear it, maybe he heard it and didn't have time to answer.

Because looking forward from the back seat, the driver is keeping his head tilted forward and holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands. For a taxi driver who has been driving for more than ten years, this is a sign of high tension.

At this time, time seemed to slow down. Zheng Fan took out his mobile phone several times and wanted to send Su Linlin a message, but he deleted it after entering it, and finally put the phone back.

On the other side, Zhang Yixing had already closed his eyes, and kept opening and closing his mouth: "Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you..."

"Sit still!!"

Suddenly the driver shouted loudly, and it turned out that he had reached the most rugged road section.

Mountain road!

After passing this mountain road, it is considered to have reached Luojiazhuang.

On one side of the mountain road is a stone wall, and on the other side is a steep slope.

In case the driver makes a wrong operation, the consequences will be disastrous. The only good news is that the rain is gradually getting smaller.

If it is still the kind of pouring method, then you can't leave without saying anything, it's too dangerous.

Every time the taxi turned a corner, Zheng Fan's heart would tighten tightly, fearing that the rear wheel would fall off the road, and he would only put it down after turning the corner.

Just like that, Zheng Fan's heart went up and down like a roller coaster along the way.

Finally, the driver stopped the car. A tattered wooden sign in front of him had the words "Luojiazhuang" written crookedly in white lime.

"Brother, you two can do whatever you need to do. I have to rest for a while, my calves are cramped."

The driver slumped on the seat and waved at the two of them.

Zheng Fan and Zhang Yixing got out of the car and looked at the village in front of them. The village looked very peaceful in the rain. Except for the occasional barking of dogs, there was no one around.

Most of the houses are built with yellow mud and bluestone blocks. This kind of house makes Zheng Fan feel sweaty. Who dares to say that the house will not collapse in the storm?
"Let's go, ask and see if anyone knows where Roger's family lives."

The two braved the rain and walked into the village.

"Brother Fan, over there, the door is open over there."

Yixing pulled Zheng Fan and pointed to a private house in front of him.

Zheng Fan looked up, and sure enough, there was a figure walking in the door outside the house.

"go!"

"Hello."

"Hello, hey!"

The two waved their hands and ran away.

The figure froze for a moment, as if he wasn't sure if someone was calling.

Looking back, I saw Zheng Fan and Zhang Yixing running over in the rain.

"Quick, you two kids are both wet."

Zheng Fan and Yixing ran over to take a look. The figure was a man in his fifties with wrinkles on his face, and he was beckoning them to enter the room.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Where did you two children come from? It's raining so much, what are you running around outside, quickly, wipe it off."

Facing the two strangers, the first thing the man did was to take a towel from the wall and hand it to Zheng Fan.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a towel. It is a strip of cloth about the size of a towel, which is cut out by scissors and used as a towel.

"Thank you uncle."

"Hey, who are you two children from? I haven't seen you before?"

Hearing the uncle's question, Zheng Fan said quickly: "Uncle, we are not from this village, let's find a friend, his name is Luo Jie, do you know?"

After hearing Zheng Fan's words, the originally kind-hearted uncle suddenly changed his face: "Did this kid do something outrageous outside?"

"This brat...are you a police officer?"

It was as if the uncle had changed his face in a drama. He even gave the two of them the identity of a public security officer. It was obviously a misunderstanding.

"Uncle, no, listen to me. Luo Jie didn't cause any trouble. Didn't he go to Shanghai to participate in the competition? We are the players competing with him. The competition will be tomorrow. He hasn't gone today. We are afraid. What happened to him? Come over and ask!"

After some explanations, I finally explained the ins and outs to this uncle.

And this uncle is none other than the uncle who has been helping Luo Jie.

After Uncle Luo understood the purpose of the two people's visit, his tense face eased.

Uncle Luo: "Oh, he told me when he came back that there are two older brothers who take good care of him, and they are the two of you!"

After learning that Zheng Fan and Zheng Fan were the eldest brothers Luo Jie mentioned, Uncle Luo was very happy and insisted on asking his wife to catch and kill a chicken for dinner.

This is an important source of income for them.

Eggs can be sold for [-] cents in every market.

It was Zheng Fan and Yixing's good talk that made him dispel this idea.

Uncle Luo asked the two to wait in the room, and he went to call Luo Jie.

Uncle Luo's wife looked at the two dressed in urban attire, and was a little at a loss, so he could only keep pouring water for them to drink.

The water is soaked in an unknown kind of leaves, which brings a strong bitter taste in the mouth, but it is very refreshing.

Perhaps that was the only way she could say welcome.

Aunt Luo's face is weather-beaten, and her hands are covered with countless calluses and scars. She has been dealing with crops and bamboo all year round, and these are unavoidable.

The room was very simple, some fertilizer bags were piled up in the house, and there were two or three places where water leaked non-stop, which Aunt Luo caught with a washbasin.

"Brother Fan? Brother Yixing?"

The two of them looked back, and saw a young man whose body was covered with mud and water, looking at the two of them with disbelief and excitement on his face.

It was Roger.

"Brother Fan! Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)