51: Chapter 51 I Won't Do Anything That Would Let My Wife Down

Boss Zhao replied slowly, "If your family's ancestral grave wasn't buried on this prime land of 'Turtle Head,' how could you two brothers both be so fond of this sort of thing?"

As soon as these words were out, both Zheng Jing and Zhao the Second couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Guo Jianjun laughed and cursed, "Screw you," though he couldn't help but smile himself.

The gloom and depression caused by Guo Kui's injury were completely dispelled by this joke, and the atmosphere in the vehicle instantly lightened up quite a bit.

Everyone had been focused on the journey, their nerves constantly on edge, and they hadn't realized they were hungry at all.

Now that their minds were slightly relaxed, their stomachs immediately started growling uncontrollably.

Fortunately, they had brought the rice cooked in aluminum lunch boxes from the evening, though after such a long delay, it had long since gone cold.

Everyone was starving by now, so they didn't fuss; they just took out their lunch boxes and started eating heartily with the pickles they had brought with them.

Although the food was cold, the current temperature wasn't low, so it wasn't hard to swallow; at least it was edible.

It was just that there was no way to boil soup in the vehicle, so they had to wash the rice down with tea from their canteens, otherwise they would have choked.

Soon, they had filled their stomachs, and Boss Zhao and Zheng Jing carefully helped Guo Kui up, slowly feeding him a few mouthfuls of rice to pad his stomach.

Everyone in the vehicle was full, except for Guo Jianjun, who was driving. Fearing a delay, he didn't dare stop for a moment, keeping his hands on the steering wheel the whole time without eating a single bite or drinking a drop of water.

"Brother Jun, find a spacious and safe spot ahead to pull over. You get out, and I'll drive."

Guo Jianjun was stunned upon hearing this and asked in surprise, "You know how to drive?"

Zheng Jing couldn't help but chuckle, his tone tinged with a bit of helplessness: "Brother Jun, now you're looking down on me. In this day and age, what kind of fool doesn't know how to drive? It's not exactly a rare skill."

"I don't!"

"I don't know how to drive either!"

Zheng Jing: ???

The Zhao Brothers answered in unison, instantly leaving Zheng Jing speechless, and the situation became somewhat awkward.

Seeing this, Guo Jianjun couldn't help but burst into laughter, taking the opportunity to add insult to injury: "Exactly, how are there still fools who don't know how to drive in this day and age?"

The Zhao Brothers were still somewhat polite to Zheng Jing, but towards Guo Jianjun, those two brothers launched a fierce verbal attack.

Suddenly, the vehicle was filled with colorful language, and the mother-related profanity count was extremely high!

Amidst the laughter, the iveco slowly came to a stop.

Guo Jianjun got out of the car, moved to the back seat, and took advantage of the gap to quickly shovel down a few mouthfuls of leftover rice to satisfy his hunger.

Zheng Jing sat in the driver's seat and took over the vehicle. His handling was skillful, and the car drove smoothly.

After Guo Jianjun finished eating and rested for a while, he asked Zheng Jing, "Do you want me to take over driving?"

Zheng Jing kept his eyes on the road, holding the steering wheel steadily, and replied casually, "No need to switch. Brother Jun, you've been tired enough today. Just lean back and rest for a while; I'll handle this stretch."

"Alright, just be careful then."

Seeing that his driving was indeed steady, Guo Jianjun stopped insisting on switching.

A cigarette after a meal makes life better than an immortal's.

Guo Jianjun passed a cigarette to everyone and then looked at The Zhao Brothers: "When we get to the county town later, Zheng Jing and I will take Kuizi straight to the hospital, and I'll drop you two off halfway."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of Boss Zhao and Zhao the Second darkened, their faces full of disapproval.

Boss Zhao was blunt: "Old Guo, what kind of nonsense are you spouting? We are definitely going to the hospital with Kuizi."

"That's right, we'll stay and keep watch together, and we'll talk about leaving after the check-up is done and his injuries are properly taken care of."

Guo Jianjun quickly explained: "I know you brothers mean well, but everyone has been tired from Gold Panning all day, and then spent most of the day looking for Kuizi, and now traveling on top of that. So I thought you should go back and get some rest first."

Boss Zhao waved his hand: "Cut the crap. We're tired, but aren't you and Zheng Jing tired too? We're all brothers eating from the same pot, why distinguish between us? Stop your damn nagging."

Zhao the Second was much gentler: "Jianjun, having one more person means one more person to help out. You'll also be able to relax a bit more. There's no need to be so polite with us."

Seeing that their minds were made up, Guo Jianjun nodded heavily: "Alright, then I'll trouble you."

"I told you to stop with the bullshit." Boss Zhao took a puff of his cigarette and said in a muffled voice.

Lying down, Guo Kui said with emotion: "Boss Zhao, Zhao the Second, once I'm back on my feet, let's go to the sauna in Xiongcheng together. Zheng Jing will cover my 699, and I'll cover your 699s."

Boss Zhao immediately straightened his face, putting on a look of asceticism, and said solemnly: "There's no need to waste money like that. I don't do things that betray my wife."

"Exactly. It's not easy to earn money. Besides, how can everyone be like you brothers, so fond of romance?"

Just as Zhao the Second finished speaking, Boss Zhao's tone suddenly shifted, "But then again, little brother, we shouldn't let Kuizi's good intentions go to waste."

Zhao the Second immediately nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Brother, what you say also makes some sense. After all, he's already hurt so badly; if we still reject his offer, would we even be human?"