AWB Chapter 413 Bao Ling's
Chapter 413 Bao Ling's
No wonder Pei Jin was curious.
If anyone else encountered the same thing today, their reaction would be similar to his.
After all, before today, who would have thought that the mysterious things that have always only appeared in online novels would actually become reality.
This makes people think more. Apart from this, are there other things that are within our cognition but beyond common sense that will also appear?
The ancestors of the Bai family were imperial merchants, and they were wealthy enough to rival the wealth of a country. By analogy, it is reasonable for them to have a villa that is well-known in the world, or a title similar to the Four Great Families. It's not too weird, right?
Faced with Pei Jin's question, Bai Yuan did not rush to answer, but took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen very calmly, and began to search through the photo album.
Pei Jin was amazed by this series of actions.
This... is it true?
While Pei Jin was thinking this, he became more and more looking forward to the secret that Bai Yuan was about to show him.
Soon, Bai Yuan found the photo he wanted, clicked on the full screen, flipped the phone screen, and showed it to Pei Jin:
"Here it is."
Pei Jin's excited gaze fell on the bright red background that filled the entire screen. After he saw the pattern on it, the corners of his excitedly raised mouth first froze, and then drooped down little by little.
After looking at the golden sickle and golden awl in the middle of the bright red background, Pei Jin said awkwardly:
"Party... Party emblem..."
As expected, he is a child of a rich family, so his ideological awareness is high - isn't it?! Which high school student would save this picture on his phone? ? ?
Bai Yuan: "My whole family are party members, is there a problem?"
Pei Jin: "...Please come in."
Dare not dare.
How dare he ask any questions!
Bai Yuan said so, so it seems that the Bai family really does not have anything like the Song family emblem as a token of trust.
In this regard, Bai Yuan explained:
“In the past, badges were mostly used for symbolic purposes, so that people could know their identities at a glance, and so that others could get out of the way in time, and to prevent someone from bumping into them without knowing what was good for them and causing trouble.
Powerful clans used their family surnames to pave the way and to demonstrate the glory of the entire family. The surnames were written on the badges.
The bandits were illiterate, so they could only use easy-to-understand pictures to convey information.
The two are essentially the same thing. The concrete meaning of the former has been diluted in modern times. There is no token, only prestige. Only the latter has preserved the pattern and is still in use today. However, for various reasons, most of them have disappeared. Only the Song family still retains the tradition, which makes things easier. "
Bai Yuan talked a lot and thought a lot, and blurted out unconsciously: "My family is not involved in gangs--"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt something was wrong, paused and changed his words: "My family is engaged in a legitimate business - uh..."
Bai Yuan was silent for a second, trying to make excuses for the Song family: "No, his family——"
Pei Jin: !!!
Pei Jin: So his family is still doing it!!!
Before Bai Yuan finished speaking, Pei Jin nodded deeply, "I understand."
Bai Yuan: “…Oh.”
Bai Yuan: "Don't talk nonsense, understand?"
Pei Jin cooperated very well and made a zipper gesture at the corner of his mouth.
Soon, after Bai Yuan changed her clothes, she and Pei Jin got into the Song family's car, and went to Haiqi First People's Hospital with Song Yanming to pick up Zhou Sheng from the hospital.
When the two came out of the house, Song Yanming had already thrown away the cigarette that was like a hot potato, and was now leaning against the front of the car with nothing to do.
There were many burly men in black suits and black sunglasses standing around him. Without exception, they were scattered around the car with him as the center, all of them looking like they were on standby at any time, instantly bringing the image and atmosphere of the gangster boss to the peak.
Originally, when Pei Jin saw Song Yanming, the three words "Kitten Gang" that Bai Yuan said kept echoing in his ears, and he was a little worried that he would not be able to hold back and would fail in front of the other party.
But when he saw this scene, he forgot about the matter of the "Kitten Gang" and the look in his eyes when he looked at Song Yanming quickly turned into amazement and admiration.
Teenagers in their teens and 17s, 18s and 19s are at the age when they are halfway through being obsessed with chuunibyou.
Just ask who hasn't thought about the feeling of a group of black-clad bodyguards suddenly rushing into the classroom, in front of all the teachers and classmates, respectfully saying:
"Boss, something happened in the West District, and we need you to go there in person."
Then I would enjoy everyone's exclamations, walk out of the classroom with a swagger, leaving only a chic back to others, and have such fantasies.
The only difference is that ordinary people only think about it and daydream about it, but Pei Jin really has the ability to do so. He can make everyone cooperate with him to act out such a satisfying show, which will also serve as the material of his black history as a joke at the student meeting more than ten years later.
At this moment, facing Song Yanming who was born in such a family, and the scene in front of him that only existed in his fantasy for the time being, Pei Jin was not only excited, but the image of Song Yanming in his mind also instantly became tall and mighty.
The boy's deep blue eyes were filled with envy and admiration, as if in just a few seconds, he regarded the other person as his new role model.
"This is so handsome..." Pei Jin couldn't help but sigh quietly.
Bai Yuan, who was waiting for the bodyguard to open the car door, glanced sideways when he heard the voice. His usually calm eyes rarely broke the calmness, and his pupils trembled slightly:
——Ah? Are you okay?
With Song Yanming as a precedent, Pei Jin had a better impression and expectations of meeting Zhou Sheng soon.
An hour later, the car stopped in the parking lot of the First People's Hospital.
The hospital parking lot was crowded with cars, and Song Yanming's convoy had no place to park, so the others had to park farther away and walk over.
If it is a private hospital, there is no such concern.
Zhou Sheng was sent here by the crew and went straight to Haiqi City First People's Hospital. Later, because he had many broken bones and it was inconvenient to move him, he just stayed there and was not transferred elsewhere.
Zhou Sheng has stayed in hospitals many times since he was a child. He is not picky about where he wants to stay. As long as there is a bed, someone brings him food, and he doesn't starve to death, he is fine. He has lived quite comfortably in this month.
He originally planned to stay in the hospital until he recovered.
But the wards in public hospitals are crowded, with many people being admitted every day. It is impossible for you to occupy a bed all the time. It is not a hotel where you can stay until you are comfortable. It doesn't matter if the bones haven't grown well, as long as they grow a little and you can move.
Therefore, one month later, Zhou Sheng was issued a discharge permit by the hospital and was "driven" out.
It is said to be discharged from the hospital, but in fact it means transferring to another hospital.
Before Bai Yuan and others came to the hospital, Zhou Sheng had already packed all his luggage with the help of the nurses and his bodyguards.
He is now sitting in a wheelchair, waiting for Bai Yuan and Song Yanming to pick him up.
Pei Jin was originally wondering what illness Boss Zhou had that required him to stay in the hospital for such a long month.
When they really saw him in person, they were shocked by the way he was wrapped in bandages all over, his hands and feet were held in racks, and he had a cervical brace on his neck that looked uncomfortable, but he was still smiling and waving at them.
Before coming, he thought that the other party was hospitalized for pathological reasons. Now, judging from the plaster all over his body, it was clearly a physical blow!
Before walking over, Pei Jin grabbed Bai Yuan's arm, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Did your brother Sheng get hit by a car? So serious? A chain rear-end collision? What kind of car is that on the other side?"
"..." Bai Yuan's eyelids twitched. He couldn't say that it was caused by the pig riding, right? So he said carefully, "Half hanging, he fell from above."
Pei Jin sighed and nodded in understanding, "That is indeed dangerous."
After fooling Pei Jin, Bai Yuan took a few quick steps to walk side by side with Song Yanming, frowning and asking:
"Why does it look more serious than the last time?"
She remembered that before, only one arm and one leg were in plaster, and the rest of her body was fine. But after staying in the hospital for a month, even her neck was in a cast.
Song Yanming: "...He lowered his head to play with his phone for a month straight, and his cervical spine has some minor problems."
He did not avoid others when he spoke, nor did he lower his voice like Bai Yuan did. Every word he said fell into Pei Jin's ears, thus attracting a puzzled look.
Bai Yuan grabbed Song Yanming's wrist and turned his head to give him a glare.
Bai Yuan: Speak more quietly! Is this glorious? !
Song Yanming smiled until his eyes curved, then he turned around and shook off Bai Yuan, walked towards Zhou Sheng and shouted, "Boss Zhou! Congratulations on your discharge from the hospital!"
After approaching, Song Yanming originally wanted to give the other person a big hug in a pretentious manner, but after seeing Zhou Sheng's body covered in bandages and plaster, he paused, worried that he would cause him some other problems.
So, he changed the hug to a handshake, looked at each other for a long time, and then shook the three fingers that were not wrapped in plaster, and said:
"Look, this is our future brother-in-law."
When she heard Song Yanming introduce himself as "brother-in-law", even though he added "future" in front of it, she couldn't help but blush. She walked forward and whispered, "Hello, Brother Sheng, I'm Pei Jin."
Zhou Sheng looks like his mother, with a fair and clean face, gentle facial features and an innate gentleness between his eyebrows. He looks a bit like an ancient scholar. His smile is harmless and kind, and he has a kind of honesty that makes people feel close to him.
Seeing Pei Jin, Zhou Sheng smiled even more. He stretched out his plastered hand stiffly and waved it twice. When Pei Jin carefully reached out to hold it, he patted the back of Pei Jin's hand like an old lady lying in a wheelchair holding a cat:
"Okay, okay..."
Pei Jin: “…”
After saying that, Zhou Sheng looked in the direction of Song Yanming with his neck stiff again.
Seeing this, Song Yanming was afraid that he would strain his neck, so he went around from behind his wheelchair to the front.
Zhou Sheng raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to his pocket. Song Yanming took the thing out of it for him with a twitching mouth and stuffed it into Zhou Sheng's hand.
When Pei Jin saw clearly what was taken out, his expression changed slightly, his back straightened a little, and the look he gave Zhou Sheng became more respectful.
——Another red envelope.
Could this also be a puppy gang, or a bird gang?
After taking the red envelope in his hand according to the procedure, Pei Jin moved his fingertips slightly and secretly touched the shape inside the red envelope.
This time it was not a thin sheet of iron, it had a certain thickness, but it felt much lighter in the hand, and when I pinched it - it was soft.
Zhou Sheng didn't wait for Pei Jin to open the red envelope, and said with a smile:
"Inside is a lucky charm that can turn misfortune into good fortune and bless you with peace and success."
Pei Jin: Ah?
The boy's azure eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhou Sheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair like a high-level paraplegic, in a daze.
Just at this moment, Bai Yuan also added:
"The talisman he prayed for worked."
Zhou Sheng has encountered countless things since he was a child, some of which were quite strange. If he didn't have some luck, it would have been difficult for him to live smoothly to this age.
The talisman his family asked for is guaranteed to be effective.
Pei Jin's pupils trembled violently.
People are like this? It still works???
Pei Jin looked at the red envelope in his hand, turned his head to look at Bai Yuan, then looked down at Fu, and then looked at Zhou Sheng in front of him.
Didn't he remember that Bai Yuan was a staunch materialist? Why did he follow Xin's lead this time? Bai Yuan had clearly said before that he was hit by a semi-trailer...
Thinking of this, Pei Jin had a flash of inspiration in his mind and suddenly he understood.
Although being hit by a semi-trailer is unlucky in itself, but he is still alive after being hit by a semi-trailer and is about to be discharged from the hospital. How can you say that this is not effective?
In short, no matter whether it works or not, it is always proof of the other party's intentions and recognition of one's identity.
Pei Jin was only shocked at first because of the huge amount of information he received. After his worldview was refreshed and restarted, he quickly accepted this setting. After thanking Zhou Sheng, he carefully put away the red envelope sent by the other party, and prepared to go back and hang it together with the badge sent by Song Yanming.
Long before Song Yanming brought people over, someone had already gone to process Zhou Sheng's discharge procedures, and was just queuing back at this moment.
When leaving, Song Yanming helped Zhou Sheng push the wheelchair from behind, while the bodyguards quickly carried Zhou Sheng's packed luggage.
A frame of image suddenly flashed before Bai Yuan's eyes, and a long-forgotten memory came to his mind. He turned around and looked at Zhou Sheng again.
When he looked over, he saw Zhou Sheng placing his plastered elbow on the button that controlled the wheelchair's switch and speed, and was about to press it.
He was almost about to recreate Wei Shaoqing's "wheelchair sprint" feat and become the second person in the compound to have the honor of experiencing the ultimate feeling of being pushed on the back.
Bai Yuan rushed over and lifted his arm from the switch, then checked the seat belt on the wheelchair again and fastened it carefully around his waist.
In this way, even if Zhou Sheng accidentally touches the wheelchair switch and flies away, when he suddenly stops, he will not be thrown out of the wheelchair by inertia.
Everyone escorted Zhou Sheng all the way, and finally he was transferred safely and smoothly from Haiqi City First People's Hospital to Haiqi Private Senior Sanatorium.
After leaving the hospital, Bai Yuan and Song Yanming breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.
Although Pei Jin didn't understand why, he could sense the seriousness of the matter from the tense atmosphere between the two men.
Song Yanming stretched his arms, which were a little sore from holding on to the wheelchair tightly, and joked with Bai Yuan, "Finally free! After I leave in a few days, the burden on my shoulders will be handed over to you. You have to take good care of your brother Sheng in the future, and try to let him live a few more years, ah."
Bai Yuan:......