While yawning, he slapped the alarm clock and smashed the ringtone back hard. Zhao Mai had already developed agility and quick reaction, and was very sensitive to time. He would never let the alarm clock ring. It was 2:30 in the morning, and he had been writing books and didn't sleep at all. There was a pair of light sleeping old men living next door, and they were still very irritable. If the alarm clock really rang, he would definitely have to complain again the next day.

The alarm clock is the last resort, just in case he forgets the agreement. In fact, what is really amazing is his own biological species. He feels that what time is it, and he has never missed it. He never missed it if he is blindfolded for a few seconds. He washed his face with cold water and poured a large iced drink. Zhao Mai felt that he had come back from the fantasy world of writing books. He rested during the day, wrote in the evening, and was a special car driver at night. The alarm clock he booked was to prevent himself from missing the car appointment. After all, a bad review could make him earn less tips.

His original name was Zhao Yimai, and the meaning of obtaining a single lineage was to pass on the family planning system. Later, the family planning was released, and his parents added a pair of brothers and sisters to him, so he was renamed Zhao Mai. Originally, there were not many people in the family's three-bedroom and one living room, so he rented a house outside to live in by himself. Because he couldn't stand the fat face of the manager in the unit, Zhao Mai completed the process of graduation, employment and unemployment in less than a year. He was so strong by nature that he was unwilling to ask his parents for help, so he concealed the matter of speculating on his boss and tried every means to support himself.

He has a car, and as for what model it is, will it be sponsored after reading this book? After all, what can be popular and how to implant advertisements is something that no one can tell. This car is nothing strange. A four-wheeled sedan was still a driver's license when he was in his junior year. The father saved it from the "fitting fees for his daughter and second son" and was considered a late "adult gift". His parents told Zhao Mai that because of his younger brother and sister, he had less concern for him. However, Zhao Mai is already an adult. According to foreign sayings, he is able to be independent. Excessive care will affect his life. When watching TV series abroad, parents give their children a car, and they are no exception. So this car became Zhao Mai's treasure.

The end of this book that will last forever is longer than the Lord of the Rings in the fantasy masterpiece "Lord of the Rings". Is there really no sponsor for the title of "Sword, Magic and Taxi"?

If not, the name of this car is "THE·CHE". All letters must be capitalized, indicating that this is a proper noun and it also seems more unique. In case of support from the sponsor's decision, the author can also use full text search to replace the function, which is convenient, yes.

Zhao Mai has no other skills, so he can barely write a book. Although he won’t be famous—maybe maybe in the future—but he can finally see it and can barely earn enough to chew grains (that is, food). He likes swords, magic and related things, so he is roughly a fantasy novel. If he had better Chinese and knew more about words when he was in school, he might have written fantasy or fairy tale.

Writing a book requires imagination, and coupled with the life of a single dog, Zhao Mai sometimes talks to himself in his mind, which is equivalent to writing while talking. If in the crosstalk world, this is called stand-up comedy; if in the movie, this is called voiceover or narration; if in the second dimension, this is the bubble dialog box with words circled out of the character's head. In terms of writing, this is called expressing the character's psychological activities, enriching the character's personality and image, increasing the reader's sense of substitution, and complicating the number of words.

Let’s get back to the point. Since writing books is not thorough and living only enough to live in food and clothing, if you want to improve your life, you have to earn some pocket money by driving a special car. He especially likes business from the early morning to the early morning. He can write in the first half of the night and drive in the second half of the night. At this time, there are few cars, few people, and few exhaust gas on the road. Most of them are those who catch trains and planes, and they can guarantee their trip and come back. If you can say a few auspicious words, be a life tutor, and give them a few half-salty and unspicable spiritual chicken soup to coax them to make you feel good, you may earn extra tips. Another important reason is that after finishing work in the early morning, you can buy a delicious breakfast, warm and fragrant millet porridge and oily small buns, which can greatly improve your sleep quality after eating.

The guest I took today - why is this strange sentence - was an old man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, with white hair long fingers surrounding the map-shaped age spots. Although he was thin and had prominent knuckles, he was very energetic and had bright eyes, and he was not tired of taking a bus in the middle of the night.

"This is the first time I have seen an elderly person who is on the midnight flight. Mr., are you old? "

"He is four hundred and twenty-eight years old." The old man's voice was full of magnetic and full of energy. If he went to Shangengen Square to sing red songs, he would definitely be able to surpass all the heroes.

"You can't follow Taoist algorithms. Sixty days are counted as one year old?" Zhao Mai's flattery chicken soup was quickly delivered: "You have a good mentality. You can joke with young people like me. It's indeed the age to do whatever you want."

"It's not easy for you to know this allusion. What books do you usually read?"

It’s good to have a topic. As long as you start talking, Zhao Mai can keep up with any topic. "Read all books, those who have gained knowledge, those who have gained insight, those who have gained their minds and happiness. There are too many books in this world. If you read which one you can read, you can pick up anything. However, you still have the ability to distinguish between good and bad, just like driving to see passengers. I won’t answer those who have bad eyes, trance, and smell of alcohol. It’s not enough to make money. I’m willing to greet elderly people like you. If I don’t say anything else, I’m driving steadily, even those who are motion sick can’t feel it.”

"That's right." The old man nodded, looked up and down at Zhao Mai, and twisted the corners of his mouth with his thumb, just as the foodie saw exquisite dishes. "Young man, how much money can you earn in a month to drive?"

"I really haven't calculated it much. Driving a private car is not my main business. I'm not afraid of you to joke. I write books online and rely on fans to support me. If I make money alone, I can't compare to the driver who drives taxi. And I hate traffic jams, that's a waste of life, right? So how much money can I earn by just taking reservations for a private car order at this time?"

"It's very good for young people to write books. What kind of books do you write on?"

This old man is more talkative than Zhao Mai imagined, and he actually knows what fantasy is. If he talks about elves, dwarves and dragons, it is not vague. If he was a peer who was fifty years younger, Zhao Mai would not find it strange at all, but judging from his gray hair, where is the legendary generation gap?

"Don't look at me with such strange eyes in the reflector. It's very impolite. I am a translator and have made a living by translating foreign literature for most of my life, so I have read no less miscellaneous things than you. My son is currently working in a publishing house and from time to time I will come back to work overtime with books you want to get batch numbers. I will also help him read it, so I know more. We meet because we are destined to be together, and I see you..."

Before the Bones were finished saying this, Zhao Mai's phone rang. The ringtone was a very passionate march, which felt like a big military parade. Both the otaku and the taxi master were the same. They had obsessive-compulsive disorder of "never see the battery indicator turn red", so as long as they were not on the phone, the phone would always be charged.

After a glance, I found that it was her sister who called her, and a big portrait of her was shaking with the ringtone. Zhao Mai used to be called Zhao Yizhi, which shows how casual his parents named him. After this tradition was continued, Zhao Mai's younger brother was called Zhao Xiaofeng, and Zhao Mai's younger sister was called Zhao Xiaoluan - they were all birds anyway.

It's past four o'clock in the morning, and it's probably when Lazy Girl is sleeping soundly, why did you call me? Zhao Mai said to the old man in the car: "Sorry, I have to answer this call, there may be something urgent. For the sake of driving safety, I will use hands-free, please don't speak. My family doesn't know about me driving in the middle of the night, so please keep it a secret for me."

The old man blinked, made a move to tighten the zipper on his mouth, and then leaned against the back of the seat and pretended to sleep.

My sister's voice was very low. It seemed that she had hidden herself and called her secretly. Eighty times it was in the toilet. After the call was connected, it was true. "Brother, keep a low voice, I'll hide in the bathroom to call you. Dad is sick and has chronic renal failure. He has reached the point where he needs a kidney transplant. He is now undergoing dialysis."

A bolt from the blue exploded in Zhao Mai's head. His hands shook and the car shook. He quickly came to his senses, took a few deep breaths, and asked quickly: "How do you know, are you sure?"

"Yesterday I found that my mother's eyes were red and seemed to have cried. She didn't say anything when she asked her. Later, my brother accidentally saw her mother crying secretly while she was looking at some documents. We thought that my father had someone else outside, so we opened the drawer while my mother was shopping for vegetables and found out that it was my father's diagnosis and case. Brother, what should I do? I checked the Internet and found that this disease is painful and I need to go to the hospital for dialysis regularly. Only kidney transplantation can cure it."

Chronic renal failure is commonly known as uremia in the late stage. The safest treatment is kidney transplantation. However, there are not so many kidneys that can be replaced, and you can only queue up slowly in the hospital. The maintenance therapy is dialysis, using machines instead of the kidneys to remove the toxins accumulated in the blood. It is very painful and the cost is not cheap.

If I could have a lot of money, I might be able to think of other ways to help my father relieve his illness as soon as possible. But I don’t have a serious job, and my younger brother and sister are in junior high school and are still spending money, so my family will definitely not be able to afford such money.

"Little sister, I understand. I will call all the money on my hands and then think of a solution. You and my brother are at home to take care of your parents, don't let them worry. The two of them study hard, spend less money, don't let adults worry, so that they can maintain a better mood. In any case, dad's treatment cannot be stopped, do you know?"

The sister sobbed in a low voice and agreed.

"I have a brother at home. You two must do your own thing first, that is, study. Now listen to me, turn off the phone and go to bed, and get up in the morning to be a filial and good kid. If both of you are, do you understand?"

"I understand, brother, you need to take care of yourself."

Then the phone hung up.

The carriage became silent for a moment, and anyone who encountered such a thing would fall into a moment of depression.

"Young man, is it okay? There is no hurdle in the world that cannot be overcome, and difficulties can always be overcome slowly."

"I know." Zhao Mai said: "There is no problem at home for a while, but my father suffered a serious crime this time. Alas, my mother always wants to take care of herself, and she must be the most uncomfortable."

"This disease can be cured, so it is not a matter of falling sky." The old man said to him in a comforting tone: "An old friend of mine said that any trouble that can be solved with money is not a problem."

"But without money is the biggest trouble?" Zhao Mai smiled reluctantly and said, "If I had one or two million now, how could I find a relationship to let my father undergo surgery early to avoid those bits and pieces of pain. Better treatment and better recuperation conditions, which one does not require money? But what you are right is that this is not a desperate situation, after all, it is a disease that can be cured. Old man, if you have any work to make money, take care of it."
Chapter completed!