Fanzi drove off the last truck and saw where Wang Haonan was going. Everyone was waiting for Wang Lang to come out.

The entrance to the garden market is not big, it is a door made of very old iron frames, and it is not very wide.

The little brother who was driving stopped and jumped, hugged his arms and looked reluctant to find Wang Lang. After a while, he saw Wang Lang coming out of the vegetable market, carrying a large bag of ingredients.

The younger brother looked confused, not knowing what Wang Lang was doing.

After a while, Wang Lang was seen carrying two large buckets of mineral water and throwing it into the car.

Afterwards, Wang Lang came out of a store, stuffed it into the car, and walked around the market for a long time. He saw that he had bought a lot of things and didn't know what he was going to do.

After a while, Wang Lang walked out of a seasoning shop, carrying a large bag of seasonings in his hand. It was already past six o'clock now. Because it was winter, the day was short and the night was long and the sky was completely dark. The little brother couldn't see clearly what Wang Lang had bought, so he could only see a rough one.

After buying a lot of things, Wang Lang drove out of the garden market. Because the road was not wide, there were a lot of grocery shopping and vegetables delivering vendors at this time, so he couldn't turn around. Basically, he was caught by people and by car.

Wang Lang honked his whistle while retreating outside. The little brother also hugged his arms and retreated outside, almost leaving the garden market.

A scream suddenly came out.

A young mother who was buying vegetables turned her head and found that her child was running to chase the toys.

Because the snowy sky and the ground were slipping, the child could not stand steadily, so he squatted and sat on the ground. Under the influence of inertia, the child continued to slide towards the front.

Wang Lang's car was swaying his butt in the market, and walked out perfectly.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand and unboxing the box with the other. Wang Lang's ears stood up and suddenly heard a scream outside. He looked outside and found that many people were shouting to ask Wang Lang to stop.

Suddenly I heard the crying of a child behind the car.

Wang Lang's expression changed slightly, and he could see a child's feet from the rearview mirror where only half was left.

When Wang Lang's car crashed into it, the young mother rushed towards her child regardless of everything and protected her child with her body.

Wang Lang changed his gear and wanted to drive forward, but who knew that the ground was full of ice skates and could not stop at all.

When he was about to touch it, Wang Lang twisted the steering wheel and shook his whole body towards the car door.

I saw the whole car slanted, and the chassis barely wiped the young mother's head and passed by.

When Wang Lang saw the mother and son, he shook his body and the car returned to normal.

Everyone was relieved. I don’t know who was the first to applaud, and the rest clapped their hands and applauded.

The mother and son came up to thank him. Wang Lang rolled down the car window, touched the child's head, and handed the child a lollipop he had just bought and made up his money.

The child saw the candy recover from the shock.

Wang Lang was also about to make a few remarks. When he turned his head and saw a traffic police coming. When he thought that he didn't have a driver's license, he said a few casually and drove away.

Ah B, who was in front, was confused when he heard that Wang Lang had bought some ingredients. He didn't know what Wang Lang was going to do, but when Wang Lang came, he ordered to drive and continue to walk.

Wang Lang in the car held the steering wheel with one hand and opened the shopping bag with the other, took it out from it and told the windshield to paste it.

Then he took out a box and took out a stove from it.

After observing, Wang Lang placed the stove in the middle of two positions and fixed it with iron wire. Then he inlaid the stove barrel and rolled it down the window at the rear right. The stove barrel stretched out and smoked out later.

Wang Lang took out combustible ice and charcoal from the plastic bag, set fire in the small stove, and waited for a while, and finally there was a temperature in the car.

He turned around and took out the pot he had just bought from the box behind and put it on a small stove. He poured water into it, poured all the hot pot base he bought from the seasoning store into it.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wang Lang added some charcoal to the stove, and the water turned on. The red soup was rolling, and the smell of hot pot was emitting the car.

Wang Lang took out chopsticks, fat sheep rolls, and fat beef rolls from the plastic bag, poured them in, and then used a disposable paper cup to prepare sauce for himself.

When Wang Lang was in the city, he just served vegetables. As soon as he left the city, on the deserted road, Wang Lang held the handlebar with one hand and picked up the food with the other.

"It's great!" Wang Lang exclaimed sincerely.

After taking pictures of the radio, Wang Lang took out his phone and found that it was almost out of power. He couldn't help but miss the pirated machine he used to have not been charged several times a year.

Wang Lang sang a song by himself.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the evening breeze blows the willows and flutes are terrible..."

The driving in front of him accidentally glanced into the rearview mirror, and after seeing clearly, his chin was almost shocked.

The person in the co-pilot also noticed the look of his classmate and looked back.

I didn't see clearly from the rearview mirror, so I lowered the window and stretched my head out of the window to see what happened.

"Damn!"

"Did you see clearly? What's wrong with the car behind? Why is there smoke still? Is there something wrong?" asked the driver.

My head was really cold outside. The younger brother in the passenger seat retracted his head, covered his ears, and turned the air conditioner to face him.

"Damn, Brother Nan, you're eating hot pot in the car." The younger brother in the passenger seat sighed, unable to help but look through the rearview mirror again, and swallowed.

"Your name is Brother Nan. If Brother B hears it, would you want to die?" the driver cursed.

The co-pilot covered his ears, "I won't forget this." As he spoke, his eyes were still staring at the rearview mirror and swallowed.

"Brother B treats you today. Didn't you have a hot pot in the afternoon? Look at your unpromising look." The driver scolded.

The younger brother of the co-pilot swallowed, "Have you ever simmered the hot pot in the car?"

Both of them couldn't help looking back.

Both of them couldn't stop admiring.

Show it!

If you can't teach this level in nine years of compulsory education, you must have been secretly tutoring.

Wang Lang in the car behind was humming a song. He was already hot all over and no longer had the coldness he had before. It was so pleasant to have such a hotpot in the middle of winter. He opened the drink and drank a drink.

"Cool!"

Wang Lang yelled himself, and Hapi was like a fool.

Now the dishes started to be served again, scraping the oil.

After taking a bite and taking a sip, Wang Lang started humming again.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the evening breeze blows the willows and flutes are sounded in vain..."

The two places were not far away. When Wang Lang was about to finish eating, the trucks in front slowed down one by one and stopped at the front. It seemed that he had arrived at the place.

A loud bang sound came from outside the car. Wang Lang looked through the window. A red sports car on the right whizzed past, with an extremely fast speed. Finally, he stopped beautifully in front of a step.

Two people got out of the car, followed by several business cars. Finally, they stopped, and a group of people got out of the car, leading a strong middle-aged man.

Wang Lang drove the car and was about to finish his last bit of food. The front tire suddenly exploded and the car shook violently. Wang Lang swung the steering wheel with one hand, pressed the pot with the other hand, stepped on the brake slowly, and the car turned around the ground, and finally stopped steadily next to the sports car.

The one who drove the sports car just now was a handsome young man. He lay curiously on Wang Lang's car window and looked in. After seeing it clearly, he turned his head and spoke to the leader.

"Damn it! This show! Brother, this guy is smearing hot pot in the car."
Chapter completed!