Chapter 43 Philanthropist, Birthday
"Teacher."
"Uncle Hua--"
Xia Xiaoye, Xiaoduo quickly hid behind Kong Danhua.
Their little hands clutched the corners of his clothes left and right, and they looked afraid that it seemed to be swallowed up by the night. There was only the moonlight road. For them, only Kong Danhua was worth relying on.
The sound of cars at the end of the road is getting closer and closer.
"No, I'm not in a hurry."
Kong Danhua threw the bowl in his hand to the bottom of the car.
He picked up the youngest Xiaoduo in one hand, took Xia Xiaoye's hand, and ran quickly to the school bus. They were only about 20 steps away from the door.
Instead of fleeing to the orchard hundreds of meters away and leading this sudden danger to others, it is better to hide in the school bus and maybe you can avoid it.
pedal, pedal pedal.
The three of them did not hesitate for a moment and quickly pedaled the school bus.
......
At the same time, in the high-speed Bluebird school bus.
Chen Qinghe and Lin Leshan (executive officer) sat quietly in the back row.
They sat with their eyes closed, and no one spoke.
Despite this, Chen Qinghe has always used his perception all the way to secretly observe and guard against this unknown executor.
Maybe there is no reason for the other party to be unfavorable to the team.
But it's better to be careful, especially for such executives of unknown origin.
"Huh? Is there someone in front of you?
Lin Leshan (executive officer) opened his eyes.
He frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a glow green light, and he looked a little curious.
People?
Chen Qinghe glanced at him.
He then released his perception and extended his radiation around the highway, which was heard in his ear.
"Three hundred meters ahead, the orchard in the right direction."
Lin Leshan (executive officer) looked at the front of the car and muttered, "There are more than ten children and several adults. Oh... It seems to be cooking, but we have been found, and now we are hiding in panic."
"What do you mean?"
Chen Qinghe doesn't know what the executive is thinking.
"Do you keep helping the same kind?"
Lin Leshan (executive officer) picked up the elemental fog knife that had been placed in the side seat, looked at him with great meaning, and said, "I believe that with your ability, as long as you are willing to take action at will, you can easily save these dozen lives."
Chen Qinghe was silent.
He can feel that the executive is testing something against him, but the purpose must be inseparable from observation.
"Zicheng, stop nearby later--"
......
After a while, the Bluebird school bus stopped.
The door of the palace RV opened, and the Indians got out of the car and rushed in.
"Brother Dashan, you?"
Singh was surprised to see that Lin Leshan took the lead.
No matter whether the other party removes the gauze, the forehead that has grown new meat, or many details such as Chen Qinghe who follows him against common sense, it is unusual.
"Vikas Singh?"
Lin Leshan (executive officer) got out of the car and took a breath of air.
He looked sideways at the dark-skinned Indians, who were much stronger than before, and shouted softly.
Singh was stunned.
He was so keen that he felt the difference between the people in front of him.
He immediately took half a step back, his eyes were alert, and he subconsciously pressed his short hand on his back.
There was a hand in front of him, which pressed on his shoulder and patted him gently.
"You don't have to be nervous."
Lin Leshan (executive officer) smiled.
He pressed his hand on the Indian, and he could clearly feel the tension and stiffness of the other party's body.
"Your Excellency, is this?"
Singh held the handle of the gun through his clothes and looked at Chen Qinghe in surprise.
This familiar person in the past is completely different from each other in just a few hours, and his temperament has changed dramatically. How can such a sudden change make him adapt immediately?
"He is not Lin Leshan."
Chen Qinghe approached and said lightly.
"You can call me--"
Lin Leshan (executive officer) looked at the school bus, slightly sinking, and then said, "Well, let's be a "philanthropist."
A philanthropist?
After listening, Chen Qinghe knew how the other party could reveal his real name at will.
In his previous life, he had never heard of any executive who revealed his name, and what is the name of this philanthropist? At best, it is just a code name for an action on Earth.
suddenly.
- Hula.
The window of the school bus suddenly opened, and a figure jumped from the car three or four meters away. As soon as he landed, he fled at full speed towards the wasteland in the opposite direction of the orchard.
Kong Danhua tried his best to escape.
The cold wind blew on his face, and there was only the roaring wind in his ear.
In his opinion, only by taking the initiative to attract strangers behind him can he avoid the students in the orchard from being found and win a little time for the two children hidden in the car.
There may be a chance to escape from the bottom of the car!
It's just that he regretted it. It was just that he came to the car to try to contact him. Three days ago, he went to explore the way for the team alone to Jinhe Town, but at this time, a strange motorcade passed by.
And unfortunately, there are two children around him.
One meter, five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters——
Kong Danhua rushed straight, but strangely found that there was no expected chase sound behind him.
Inexperable, a girl's surprised cry came from behind him.
"Xiaoye!"
"I'm Shuishan, is that you?"
......
Two hours later.
An open space was cleared in the center of the orchard next to the highway.
A pile of bonfires is burning, and there are several picnic cloths spread flat on the ground on the side, covered with canned candy and other non-staple food. Two iron pots on the simple stove are cooking rice.
More than a dozen children of Songbai Primary School sat around the picnic cloth and swallowed the food that had been separated for a long time.
Puffed potato chips,
Beef jerky, peanut candy, wafer, egg roll——
Every time they swallow it, they feel unreal like a dream. With the previous long-term pasting experience, even if they are told several times that all this is true, they are still worried that this dream will be broken at any time.
"Ouch, Xiaoye."
"This is a birthday gift from Brother Qinghe."
"And this is mine. Don't think it's not good-looking. I've tried my best."
Lin Shuishan and Xia Xiaoye stood alone under the fruit tree.
She took out a brand-new cartoon cotton hat and a graffiti painting from the small schoolbag behind her.
"Thank you, Shuishan."
Xia Xiaoye took the gift and held it tightly in the palm of her hand.
The cotton cap is very soft, and there is a little smell of plastic packaging. She picked up Shuishan's graffiti painting.
A4 printing paper is written in crayon - happy birthday.
Below is a graffiti painting of two girls carrying schoolbags, holding hands and leaving school.
See the content of the painting.
Xia Xiaoye's eyes were moist and water mist.
Maybe it's because she met her former good friend after more than a month, or maybe it's the graffiti painting that evokes her memories of the past, or maybe someone remembers that today is her birthday in the end of the world.
Tears overflowed his eyes and wet this dirty little face.