Chapter Eleven Arrives in Jinhua

  When I woke up again, the ferry had already reached the shore.

  Accompanied by the loud whistle, I was slowly awakened with a shake, it felt like being in a cradle, and also like being in my mother's arms, feeling the gentle shaking, listening to the faint whistle sound beside my ear.

  Breathing in the nauseating stench of the machine, I vomited. As I vomited, I came to my senses. I coughed violently, as if only through coughing could I expel the burning sensation brought by the vomit that had entered my airway.

  Coughing and coughing, I seemed to see a seven-colored light shining on me, making me feel calm and relaxed, and I fainted again.

  When I regained consciousness again, I felt a clear and sweet spring flowing on my face, which was so comfortable and warm. The spring flowed over my forehead, making my mind clear, flowed over my eyes, letting my soul fly away, flowed over the bridge of my nose, making my heart drift, and flowed into my nostrils, making my lungs burst.

  "Hmm!"

  I sat up abruptly, feeling a buzzing in my head, as if someone had taken a broken gong and struck it against my ear a hundred times. My eyes were filled with stars, but my eyelids felt unusually heavy, making it impossible to open them.

  "Bang!"

  I don't know how that kid was so naughty, he put a small whip by my ear, and the sound was still so crisp.

  "Bang!"

  This is another small whip, but this time the small whip was too close to me, and I felt the explosive airflow blowing painfully on my face.

  That mischievous kid was muttering something in my ear, it sounded like there was a water curtain between us, I couldn't hear clearly, I wanted to wave my hand to shoo away this annoying little brat who wouldn't let me sleep.

  But I feel that my arm is too heavy, very heavy, and I'm too tired to move it, like I'm about to fall asleep.

  "Ah!"

  I finally came to, the intense pain at the tip of my fingers stimulating my brain. I opened my eyes and lifted my right hand, my right middle finger's nail had been pried off, bloody and mangled. My cheeks felt abnormally hot, that scorching feeling reminding me of Sichuan's fiery name.

  Heo Shu-zheng was squatting in front of me, his right hand holding a Phillips screwdriver with blood on the tip. I looked at my right hand and then at the screwdriver in his hand, and something seemed to have clicked in my still somewhat unclear mind.

  "This silly kid is awake," Huo Shu yelled at my right side, I mechanically turned my head and stared straight to the right, where there was a highway, under the highway was a beach, and I was paralyzed on the beach, I felt like I was part of the beach, I was just a puddle of mud.

  "Look at your physique, I didn't expect you to be so weak. You even fainted after crossing the sea?"

  I turned my stiff neck to the right front following the sound, and finally saw the person who came. It was my uncle, that short and sturdy man, with a small red bucket in his hand.

  In previous trips I had seen my uncle and Huo Shu making "Fanta" in this red bucket without a water bottle, and I was lucky enough to have participated in this activity.

  "This is sea water," said my uncle, watching me use my still fairly intact left hand to touch my damp cheek and sniff it.

  "This seawater has a strong stench to it, the pollution is really severe." I said as I gazed out at the vast ocean to my left.

  "What a hazy day!"

  The two men with the screwdriver and red bucket suddenly jumped up and rushed towards me, they also ran towards the highway, where the big truck that knocked me unconscious was parked.

  "Who hit me in the face?"

  After that dreamlike experience on the ocean liner, I who had never been seasick in my past life dare not take a boat again until today, let alone hide in a car to take a boat. That experience was indeed very dreamlike, it was a deadly dream.

  After traveling day and night, our group of three finally arrived at the destination of this trip, Zhejiang J City. Perhaps my uncle felt guilty for my miserable appearance, so he started telling me what this cargo was all about and its origins without me even asking.

  It turned out that before retiring from the army, a former leader of their unit had lost contact with my aunt and uncle. At the end of last year, through some means or other, he found out how to get in touch with them and took the initiative to contact them again.

  At the beginning of this year, I said let my uncle use his logistics network to help the old leader transport a few times. Because of the face, my uncle and Huo Shu let their drivers drive for several times.

  It's possible that they thought Aunt and Uncle had passed the test, so this time they let Aunt and Uncle pick up the goods directly at the Russian-Chinese border.

  Unlike before, this time they only sent people, waiting somewhere on the Sino-Russian border. A truck coming from within Russia crossed the national border and stopped right in front of them.

  What's even more incredible is that the car has a complete set of Harbin procedures, and the owner is my uncle himself. The goods are just ordinary wooden boxes containing some inconspicuous metal structural parts, which look like some common accessories on agricultural machinery.

  All of this is too ordinary when put together, it's too extraordinary. After listening to it, I was terrified by the energy of their old leader, my uncle.

  On the way, I called my cousin through He Shu's mobile phone and briefly understood the situation at home.

  What we didn't expect was that Baldy Li hadn't died, and at the time when I had hit him his heart had stopped beating and he had lost all vital signs. In those brief two minutes between my escape from the hospital and before the police arrived, Baldy Li was rescued back to life.

  However, this guy was rescued, but in the next ten years, he will have to let his brain fluid flow through his nose, and his intelligence will also be confirmed to have a certain decline. As soon as I heard this news, I couldn't help but feel an urge to go home immediately.

  Perhaps it was the look on my face that gave me away, but my uncle helped me analyze the fact that I had severely injured Guang and would have to serve a sentence of over ten years even if I turned myself in, which completely doused the enthusiasm in my heart.

  It was almost noon when the car arrived in J City and got off the highway. The black Jeep that had been contacted by phone earlier was already parked on the side of the road waiting.

  "Hey, Xiao Hua, does that guy look familiar to you?" asked Huo Shu without turning his head, staring at the man who got off our truck after passing the toll gate.

  "Is this guy the co-pilot of that military vehicle?" I narrowed my eyes and looked for a long time, but wasn't very sure. However, I remembered the military vehicle that Uncle Huo showed me on the highway and asked him doubtfully.