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Chapter 2 Conflict with Chickens

Due to the long-distance flight and the lack of jet lag, the [Mobile Phone] from Feiyi class rarely listened to a conversation, and did not pull him to stay up late with him.

Before ten o'clock, Fei Yiban was so asleep that he didn't know what night it was.

Fifteen hours later, Fei Yiban finally ate the bowl of wonton that often appeared in his dreams when he opened his eyes, but he never ate the wonton in his mouth once.

After taking the last sip of wonton soup, looking at the bottom of the bowl that was cleaner than licking it, Young Master Fei felt at ease.

Seeing Ms. Han who was unable to deliver food well, she just asked in a good voice: "Which car can I drive?"

"Where are you going?" Ms. Han asked her son.

"Turn around casually and see what changes here." Fei Yiban casually found a reason.

Han Yuxin, who had always been worried that Fei Yi's group would not come back, saw her son so interested in the changes in her hometown, she laughed so hard that her eyebrows frowned.

"Then I'll call Xiao Meng over and let him drive you around." Han Yuxin said.

Fei Yiban refused to compromise: "I want to drive by myself."

joke!Do you really think he came back to see the scenery?
"Son, it's not that mom doesn't believe in your driving skills." Ms. Han carefully laid the groundwork before persuading: "The driver's license you got outside has a different direction from ours. You just came back , you have to get used to it first, don’t you think?”

Fei Yiban took a look at his own mother with disapproving eyes.

The direction of the driver's seat is different. Is it a difficult thing for a skilled racer?

Having said everything like this, did you say that you don't believe in his driving skills?

Do you think he went out before graduating from elementary school?Still think you can't understand the most basic Chinese?

Seeing her son blowing up in place, Han Yuxin hurriedly asked her husband for help: "Brother Afei, please persuade your son."

Fei Yiban looked disgusted, Ms. Han is such a big person, and she still calls her husband [Afei brother], I don't know how to say it?
Probably because we haven't seen each other much in eight years, Fei's father is very rare to stand by his son: "Let him go, let Xiaomeng drive him the van from the factory that is about to be scrapped."

"Ah?" Ms. Han didn't understand Brother Afei's logic, "That car...isn't that good?"

After listening to Fei Yiban, he looked smug.

He is very happy with this decision.

The worse the car, the more fully the technology unfolds.

Dad finally started to put his driving skills to the test seriously.

Fei Yiban's good mood lasted until the second before he got into the car.

Father Fei held on to the key, and said to him earnestly: "Go to a place where there is no one near the factory and drive slowly. This car is going to be scrapped anyway, and it's fine if it's bumped. It's okay."

? !
Does this family have the most basic trust in the chief car god of Racing Valley?

Facing such a pair of parents, besides letting the facts speak for him, what else can Fei Yiban say?
In this way, Fei Yiban drove a van that was about to be scrapped, drove on the highway for more than two hours, and drove on the mountain road for more than an hour.

With his superb driving skills, this van that is about to be scrapped has a new life, leaving countless perfect mountain road corners.

Fei Dache drove the car to the open space in front of the village committee of Yijia Village.

He checked the video he had taken, and directly made a wonderful clip and sent it to Ms. Han.

A voice demonstration is attached: "Did you say it yourself, as long as I have the driving skills of Brother Meng, you will not stop me from buying a racing car."

He can play with a van that is about to be scrapped so well, what else can't be played by Fei Dache?

Because the video is a bit big and the signal in the village is not very good, it took a long time to send it.

Fei Yiban was bored waiting, but couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, so he played drifting in the open space.

The chief car god of Racing Valley has designed a perfect 360-degree drift in place in his heart.

However, [Che Zijun] was not strong enough, which made his drifting radius much larger than expected.

In an instant, chickens flew and chickens jumped, and there were chicken feathers on the front of the car.

In the flying chicken feathers, Fei Yiban calmed down his emotions - no matter how good the driving skills are, they can't hold up the car.

Fortunately, this is a deserted space.

Fei Yiban got out of the car to check the chicken that was unfortunately killed by him because it flew up.

Is it not good to learn from other chickens and run on two legs?
If you insist on flying into the sky, do you really think you are a flying chicken?
The movement of drifting and bumping chickens was too loud, and someone from the village committee soon came out.

"Who doesn't have eyes, dare to hit my chicken! See if I catch it or not..."

Yi Cunzhang, director of the village committee and head of the first village, rushed out with a feather duster and came to the front of the van that was about to be scrapped.

Before he finished talking about beating someone, Yi Cunzhang saw Fei Yiban who was at a loss for what to do with the chicken feathers all over the place.

"Fei, Mr. Fei?" Yi Cunzhang quickly threw the feather duster away, and stood up straight, as if he hit the chicken.

Fei Yiban was a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to face the current situation.

Should the director of the village committee tell his parents about killing him?
The chicken crash happened purely because he put all his attention on the video, and it had nothing to do with his driving skills.

If this was reported by the village elder to his parents, it would not be a chicken that died, but his racing license.

How can this be done?
"You're here for a second inspection, aren't you?" Yi Cunzhang suddenly realized, "Mr. Fei is afraid that our plan for you will be watery, isn't it?"

There was no need for Fei Yiban to answer, Yi Cunzhang picked up the conversation by himself: "Yesterday, I heard you said yesterday that you would go to other villages to see. I, I, have been thinking about the advantages and disadvantages of our village. No Thinking of it, so soon, just, just..."

When Yi Cunzhang was nervous, he couldn't keep up with his words.

He originally thought that in a few days, he would find a way to send the organized advantages of Yijia Village to the inspection team.

Did not expect to usher in the second inspection so soon.

Yi Cunzhang enthusiastically invited Fei Yiban to the village committee for tea.

Fei Yiban neither spoke nor drank tea.

He had to figure out why the director of the village committee's attitude towards him was so different.

Fei Yiban recalled it.

It should be that Ms. Han called him "Mr. Fei" one by one yesterday, which made the director of the village committee mistakenly think that as long as he nodded, everything would be fine.

He thus became the most important "decision maker" of the delegation.

With this realization, Fei Yiban made up his mind.

As long as he is as cold as yesterday, this misunderstanding can continue.

With this understanding, Fei Yiban only asked Yi Cunzhang from the beginning to the end: "How can I compensate you for that chicken?"

"No, no, how can I ask you to pay me a chicken? I don't know how grateful Mr. Fei is for giving our village another chance." The director of the village committee rubbed his thighs nervously.

For the car racing that he has been thinking about, Fei Yiban bites the bullet and refuses to explain to the village director that he is not the oolong of the decision-maker of the investigation team.

Just when he was refueling on the road, Fei Yiban found that there were hundreds of dollars in cash on the van that was about to be scrapped.

Confirming that the director of the village committee did not dare to sue the "decision maker", Fei Yiban put down 200 yuan and strode away.

Before he could walk out of the gate of the village committee, Fei Yiban bumped into a basket of eggs oncoming.

He didn't even see how the basket of eggs came from, [Egg Lord] slipped off his body one by one, and smashed to pieces at his feet one after another.

Fei Yiban's first reaction was whether the remaining cash was enough to pay for eggs.

After thinking about it, the pair of shoes he is wearing now is a joint name of Spike Lee and Air Jordan, the market price can be worth at least [-] local eggs, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

It's not clear who should pay for soiling his limited edition Air Jordan 1.

In order to maintain the persona of the decision maker, Fei Yiban resisted not to yell directly.

When he saw clearly that the one who hit him with an egg was a girl whose face looked like an underage girl, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

First, a chicken was killed, and then a shoe was smashed by a basket of eggs.

Before he went out today, didn't Ms. Han go to see the almanac?
Why didn't he remind him that he would have a conflict with the chicken today?
It was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he cleaned up the eggs on his shoes and hurried home.

Fei Yiban didn't want to stay for a moment when he came out of the "rare" Oxford green toilet after simply processing the upper.

I'm afraid that the broken eggs will come to trouble him even if they are forced to hatch into chicks in order to avenge the dead chicken.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you..." The voice of the director of the village committee came from behind.

"I still want to look at the plots of other villages." Fei Yiban said without looking back.

Last time, Ms. Han said such a sentence, and the village chief did not stop her. This time, there should be no problem.

Fortunately, he still remembered this reason, and if he continued to toss, he didn't know if he would reveal his secrets.

After leaving the door of the village committee, the chief car god has a free soul.

Among other things, the tea-scented air in Yijia Village is still very good.

Fei Yiban stepped briskly out of the gate of the village committee.

"Mr. Fei, do you have any doubts about the plan that our Yijia Village has made for you?" A mature female voice came from the wall on the right side of the gate.

Fei Yiban scanned it with the corner of his right eye.

Isn't this the "underage" girl who hit him with a basket of eggs just now?

It turns out that it's just that she looks more girlish, not that she is underage.

If he had known this earlier, he should have gone over to argue with this sister just now, what age is this, who is still wandering around with a basket of eggs?

A good adult, pretending to be innocent and pure.

It is simply the opposite of his aesthetics.

(End of this chapter)