What Chen Du wants to do most now is to rush to his father and embrace his only relative in a foreign land.

After crossing the zebra crossing, Chen Yaojun looked at him face to face, and then he and his father hugged each other in a tacit understanding.

"Woooooooooo... Son, it's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine... Suck..."

Chen Yaojun rubbed his shoulders with the slump of the liquid that could be sluggishly, and it suddenly became stiff: "Dad, aren't you? Are you crying?"

Chen Du never thought that his child who was paid for phone bills actually had such an important position in his father's heart.

He was not used to the excessive intimacy between his family, like a piece of wood, and was held tightly by Chen Yaojun. After he felt a warmth that he had never felt before, he tried to slowly cover his hand that could still move on Chen Yaojun's back.

The hands first touched tentatively, and then carefully put them on them. Then the force became stronger and stronger, and in the end, it became a hug of the same force.

They hugged each other for a long time, and the troubles around them seemed to be in the same space as them, and would have no effect on them.

"What's going on here?"

"I just had a major car accident... I bumped into a person crossing the road..."

"Have you called the police? Where is the ambulance!"

"Yes, call the police! Call the police!"

"What are those two men doing?"

"It should be a father and son. His son just now had a very good luck to escape... and passed by the crazy car."

"I stood here and saw that the young man's hair was blown by the wind blowing by the car. Just tell me how close he was to the god of death at that time."

"His father was so scared that he collapsed on the spot, the kind of crying loudly."

"Now that father and son meet, the child is probably comforting his father..."

Amid the messy voices, there are legends about the luck of the two of them, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

For the past, a rich and leisurely life is a happy life.

But now, living is the happiest.

Now, the feeling of happiness does not last long.

Chen Du and Chen Yaojun did not hold each other for too long, but were interrupted by the sirens coming from the other end of the road.

"The police are dispatched very quickly!"

It took only a few minutes to gather relevant personnel from all directions to the scene of the crime.

The traffic policeman riding a motorcycle, before the buttons of his uniform were fixed, he saw that the policeman rushed over temporarily, and the ambulance with blue warning lights flashed, appeared in front of the people around him in no order.

In just three or two seconds, the personnel of the traffic police brigade wearing a fluorescent yellow reflective vest temporarily isolated this crowded intersection with warning lines and prohibited signs.

Those who want to pass through this intersection will be driven by the traffic police detachment to aid, and use the traffic baton to guide them to another fork.

The only purpose of this series of treatments is to prevent more traffic and pedestrians from appearing here, and to avoid secondary traffic accidents caused by poor traffic and the increase in onlookers.

Of course, this is the latest treatment for later personnel and vehicles.

But for the first person like Shen Du who had experienced the scene, they were invited by the traffic police who maintained order to inspect the traffic police who rushed over.

The time and passing of some accidents also require them to give a simple answer to the traffic police inquiring.

As for the police officers who rushed over later, they were responsible for evacuating the melon-eating people who had nothing to do with them.

The sunkenness has been discovered. The natural attribute of watching the excitement does not only exist in Beijing, a city with many close friends.

People say that the city of Shanghai has an elite indifference.

He only looked at the number of people watching... This seems to be not very correct.

"Okay, okay, stop watching, go home!"

"It's time to get off work, have you bought the side dishes? Are the meals at home ready?"

"When I go back late, will my family say you? Is it meaningless to stand here?"

Chen Yaojun, who had just explained the situation to the traffic police, felt that the voice of the person behind him who drove away the onlookers was quite familiar. He turned his head and met the smiling policeman.

"Oh! Why are you here?"

"What? You were stolen again?"

This is also well-used, which makes the eyes of the little traffic policeman who just asked Chen Yaojun's question full of sympathy.

Chen Yaojun said that, he waved his hand and explained: "No, wasn't there a major traffic accident here?"

"My phone wasn't stolen...it was my son who almost got knocked away..."

Traffic Police:...

Local police:...

OK, this seems to be a little worse than the second time I was stolen from my phone... it sounds a little worse.

Chen Yaojun is autistic, and Chen Yaojun doesn't want to continue talking to you at this time.

Still Chen Du bowed to the inquiring police officers and traffic police with a particularly warm and well-behaved smile, and said thank you again for his unreliable father.

"Thank you uncles for your help. I think Shanghai is really an inclusive, friendly and warm city."

"Everyone is so enthusiastic about people. I feel very happy to come to this city..."

What a weird thing!

My little grandpa, I will definitely not come for the second time!

If I had passed one of the three universities in Beijing, I would never have come to Shanghai to study.

This... before the day arrived, so many thrilling events happened one after another...

Maybe this city is in conflict with me.

We don't know what the deep man thought, but his deceptive and harmless face made the two policemen's expressions softer.

They comforted the poor child well and went to this complicated scene to work hard.

Now, Chen Du and Chen Yaojun can completely evacuate from this unlucky intersection, and by the way, they figured out what happened just now before leaving.

"Are you a female driver?"

"What? Don't say it's a female driver in an accident, okay?"

"It's a male driver!"

"The brake suddenly failed, and I was also taking a phone call and driving drunk!"

"It is said that I got this spot at noon and I was swaying and wanted to go home and sleep."

"Who thought that when he was about to reach the intersection, a call came. When he picked it up with his hands, he looked up and saw that the light at the intersection had changed."

"When he wanted to step on the brakes, he found that he couldn't step on the brakes anymore."

"I'm just rushing around and turning the lane again, and then changing the lane again... I've done so many things!"

"It's a sin!"

Really, enthusiastic people exist everywhere.

Chen Du didn't know anything about the traffic police, but was all the enthusiastic Shanghai aunts.

After learning that this was not a conspiracy attack.

Only then did Chen Yaojun and Shen Du steadily leave this not-so-won intersection and head to the hotel where they live.

I just took two steps at the beginning, and the pace under their feet was still quite fast.

After all, this is like an arrow.

But as we walked, the two of us had the same reaction.

Hungry.

Calculate the time, it seems that I haven't had a good meal since I went out in the morning.

Now, let alone walking back to the hotel, I am afraid that if I take another step, my legs and feet will fall on the long journey.

‘Gululu’

"Dad, I'm hungry..."

Chen Du just opened his mouth and was stopped by Chen Yaojun stretched out his hand.

Then he saw his father poking his nose out, sucking it, and smelling it around him.

Then, a dazzling blue light came out in Chen Yaojun's eyes. His fingers kept on a small shop on the side, and shouted to Chen Du: "I found it, the fragrance floated out from here!"

"According to my 20-year history of cooking, there must be the best and delicious food here!"

After saying that, Chen Yaojun was happy and pulled Chen Du to the shop.

"Welcome!"

This is a small storefront.

How rough and simple are they?
To be continued...