Chen Dong chased after him, also panting: "You... you said you could call the master... to expose the peep show, right?"

Chen Dahong stared and said: "I can call you a master if you poke a zoetrope!"

"If you can call someone, why are you running away?"

"I...don't I feel that the time is almost up? I need to call someone quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

Chen Dong looked at the time, it was only one o'clock.

"Dad, stop pretending. If you can't call me, you can't call me. If you can't, let's go hide somewhere else..."

"Can't I call you? Just look at it!"

Chen Dahong stood up again and strode forward. Chen Dong had no choice but to follow him again.

"Where is my car?" Chen Dahong asked.

Chen Dong took Chen Dahong outside the school. Parked on the side of the road was the Santana that was not only old, but also dilapidated - the bumper was gone, the hood was raised, and the engine was still smoking all night.

"Damn, why did the car become like this?!" Chen Dahong looked incredulous.

"You did it." Chen Dong told what happened last night.

"Drinking is such a waste... I can't drink anymore..."

Chen Dahong shook his head, and while talking, he took out Erguotou and drank a few more mouthfuls.

Chen Dong was still not surprised. His father had said thousands of times in his life that he wanted to quit drinking.

"Can it still be opened?" Chen Dahong asked.

"It should be possible." Chen Dong replied.

"Then let's go!"

Chen Dahong got into the car and started the car.

Chen Dong didn't know where his father was going to call someone, but he wasn't worried about his father leaving alone, so he immediately got into the passenger seat.

Chen Dahong drove the car forward unsteadily.

Soon, Chen Dong discovered that this was the route back to Guyang Town.

Where is there anyone in my hometown?

Everyone in my hometown hates my father more than the other.

Chen Dong wanted to ask his father several times, but he held back.

The car quickly drove to the main street of Guyang Town.

Surprisingly, Guyang Town, which is usually deserted, is now very lively. The streets are like going to a market. Men, women, old and young are all out, and everyone is smiling. There are even people doing Yangko, setting up street stalls, and dancing.

Square dance.

"It's so lively!" Chen Dahong said in surprise.

"Yes!" Chen Dong was also surprised.

In my impression, Guyang Town has never been so lively. Not to mention normal times, there are no people on the streets during the Chinese New Year.

What's going on?

Chen Dahong stopped the car, and the father and son got out of the car together.

The moment Chen Dahong appeared on the street, it was like an air-raid siren was sounded on the street. Everyone rushed home like crazy, whether they were wandering around, setting up street stalls, or performing yangko dance.

Disappeared without a trace.

It was as if Guyang Town had been cleansed of streets, with no one left.

No, there is another person, an old man with disabled legs who makes a living by singing. Because his legs and feet are really weak and he has a lot of equipment, he hasn't left the street for a long time.

But it can be seen that he also wants to leave. He is carrying the microphone and stereo with one hand and crawling forward very hard with the other hand.

Chen Dahong was puzzled and walked up to ask: "What is going on? Why are everyone running?"

The old man couldn't run away anymore, so he had to open the box on his body and reveal a pile of five and ten yuan in change.

"There is only so much harvest today..." the old man said tremblingly.

"Haha, you are quite sensible. I will follow the old rules and only take one hundred yuan..." Chen Dahong stretched out his hand to grab the money.
Chapter completed!