Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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But Gao Kui never expected that Chu Zihang's father would drive his 100-ton truck over there.

Work is work and life is life. Besides this heavy truck, doesn't your dad have any other private cars?

Yeah, how come my dad drives a 100-ton truck?

Chu Zihang also wanted to figure this out.

"Hehe, here, here!"

The driver's cab window rolled down, and Chu Tianjiao, wearing a bright red transport company uniform that hadn't been washed for several days, leaned out halfway. He wanted to call out to his son but was afraid of embarrassing Chu Zihang, so he could only chuckle and wave to the two people upstairs.

Chu Zihang's eyes welled up with tears, and he grabbed the windowsill, trying to climb out.

Maybach and 100-ton king are all trivial details.

Chu Zihang liked Maybachs simply because that man drove one. Now that man drives a 100-ton King, Chu Zihang likes the 100-ton King.

He was absolutely certain that the middle-aged man leaning halfway out of the car window was Chu Tianjiao, and that was enough.

Gao Kui was startled and grabbed Chu Zihang's leg, pressing him to the ground. He shouted at Chu Zihang, "Calm down, Bro! This is the fourth floor!"

Seeing his son about to jump off the building, Chu Tianjiao was also shocked. He haphazardly pulled two raincoats from the box behind him, shouting "Don't jump, don't jump!" and rushed to the front of the teaching building.

In the classroom, Chu Zihang, who had been pinned down by Gao Kui, calmed down a bit.

"Gao Kui, I might really be going crazy."

Chu Zihang scratched his head and asked, "Really, I might really be going crazy."

I can't guarantee that the dad who came to pick me up wasn't just a figment of my imagination, and I can't even guarantee that the person in front of me, and the things we said, were true.

"Are you still coming home with me?"

Whether he's crazy or not, no matter what kind of car Chu Tianjiao drives, Chu Zihang will get in Chu Tianjiao's car without hesitation.

But he didn't want to harm Gao Kui.

Gao Kui Xiaoxiong shrugged: "What else can I do besides get into your dad's car? If I don't take my medicine, I'll probably really die."

Gao Kui was not exaggerating, and Chu Zihang also knew that Gao Kui was not exaggerating.

If Gao Kui hadn't stopped him, Chu Zihang would have jumped. If Gao Kui had another episode after he left, who would be able to stop him?

Without even taking their schoolbags, the two mentally ill individuals helped each other downstairs.

Finally arriving in front of Chu Tianjiao, Chu Zihang, who had been showing his emotions all along, suddenly calmed down. He supported Gao Kui, his eyes slightly moist as he gazed at Chu Tianjiao.

His eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words.

The truck driver version of Chu Tianjiao is very different from the Chu Tianjiao of four years ago.

Perhaps because he had been running around for many days, his hair was messy and greasy, and his loose, bright red work clothes were covered in oil stains. The name of the transportation company, Hengtong Logistics Co., Ltd., was printed on the back of the work clothes.

Despite all these differences, Chu Zihang could still feel that he was connected to this man by blood.

Chu Tianjiao felt that her son, whom she hadn't seen for many days, was different; he was much more enthusiastic towards her than before.

Before she could ponder how her son had become so sensible and enthusiastic, Chu Tianjiao greeted Gao Kui with a fawning smile: "And who is this handsome young man?"

"My classmate Gao Kui isn't feeling well. Dad, could you please take him home first?"

Chu Zihang spoke softly, his voice choked with emotion.

Chu Tianjiao was flattered. He didn't expect his son to be so sensible as to call him "Dad" right away. He had originally thought that he would be afraid of embarrassing Chu Zihang, so he would call himself Chu Zihang's cousin.

"Hey, of course no problem, Xiao... Xiao Hang, your friend, I'll definitely make sure he's taken good care of!"

Chu Tianjiao's eyes were also moist and his voice was choked with emotion. He unfolded the plastic raincoat that was crumpled into two balls in his arms and said, "It's raining too hard outside. I'll help you put on your raincoats."

"Uncle, what about you?" Gao Kui looked at Chu Tianjiao and shouted. The middle-aged man wasn't wearing a raincoat, and his work clothes were soaked through.

Chu Tianjiao subconsciously looked at Chu Zihang. Why is your friend's voice so loud?

“My friend’s tinnitus has relapsed…” Chu Zihang did not mention that Gao Kui’s schizophrenia had relapsed.

Chu Tianjiao understood.

“I can handle a few steps of rain, Uncle. I’ve been driving trucks for so many years, I’m used to wind and rain. You two young people are different…”

As he spoke, Chu Tianjiao shouted and draped the crumpled plastic raincoat over Gao Kui's shoulders. These two raincoats were originally intended for Gao Kui and Chu Zihang.

"Thank you, Uncle," Gao Kui shouted, accepting Chu Tianjiao's kindness.

After putting a raincoat on Gao Kui, Chu Tianjiao unfolded another one and put it on Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang consciously spread his arms and cooperated with his father's actions, enjoying the warm and loving care he had longed for.

After putting on their raincoats, Gao Kui and Chu Zihang subconsciously looked at each other. Their black plastic raincoats were wrinkled and wide, with the hems dragging on the ground.

Gao Kui's shirt was printed with "Master Kong Iced Tea," and Chu Zihang's shirt was printed with "Uni-President Old Altar Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles," both of which looked cheap.

It's highly likely that it was given away as a promotional gift by the merchant.

"Awesome!"

Gao Kui gave a thumbs up, took out his phone and took a picture of Chu Zihang. He managed to make Chu Zihang look like he was wearing Balenciaga in that tattered raincoat.

"Let's take a picture together, Dad."

Chu Zihang was touched and also took out his phone.

"Okay okay."

Just as Chu Tianjiao was about to take the phone to take pictures of the two handsome young men, Chu Zihang suddenly pulled him to his side.

Gao Kui was on the left, Chu Tianjiao was on the right, and Chu Zihang was squeezed in the middle. He raised his phone and adjusted the camera, and with a "click," a group photo was taken.

The three people in the photo all looked rather disheveled. Chu Tianjiao was wearing dirty work clothes that looked like he hadn't showered for ten days or half a month, while Gao Kui and Chu Zihang were also wearing wrinkled "branded" raincoats.

But Chu Zihang thought the photo was absolutely perfect.

After taking the group photo, Chu Tianjiao pulled the two little ones into the house, quickly walked to the truck, opened the passenger door, and helped the sickly Gao Kui upstairs.

"Let me tell you, this car of mine is awesome. Don't be fooled by the fact that it only has two seats, there are two single beds behind the seats, one above the other. Even Yao Ming could stretch his legs out on one of them."

That top bed is for storing odds and ends; I usually sleep on the bottom one. Xiao Hang, your classmate isn't feeling well, let him lie down in the back, you sit in the front…”

Chu Tianjiao rattled off an explanation to Chu Zihang.

As soon as Gao Kui got on the bus, he took off his shoes and raincoat and crawled into the back bed. If he didn't go to the bed, Chu Zihang wouldn't even be able to get on the bus.

Chu Tianjiao and Chu Zihang got into the car one after the other, sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat respectively, with a nearly one-meter-wide dashboard between them.

After crumpling the raincoat back into a ball and stuffing it into the bed behind him, Chu Tianjiao muttered to himself as he reached for the diesel heater in the car.

"You two must be freezing. I'll turn on the heating for you, it's the heater under Xiao Hang's feet."

This thing burns diesel, and I usually use it in winter. It only costs less than ten yuan a night. It's warm and cheap, and it's so much better than a car air conditioner.

In winter, you have to turn on the air conditioner at night and start the car, which costs over a hundred yuan in fuel just for one night. This stove is much cheaper.

I'll boil some hot water for you later, so you can drink it and warm up. My car may be small, but it has everything you need; it's practically a campervan..."

Four years ago, Chu Tianjiao boasted about that Maybach; four years later, he boasts about this heavy truck. It's like a dream.

"Thank you dad."

Chu Zihang lowered his eyes and spoke softly, no longer as immature as he was four years ago.

Chapter 6 It's Not Easy Being a Truck Driver

"No need to thank me, no need to thank me." Chu Tianjiao was flattered.

Chu Zihang huddled in the passenger seat, head bowed and silent. It seemed that there was no need for the father and son to say thank you.

Chu Tianjiao felt that Chu Zihang had changed a lot today, but he couldn't figure out why for a while. He just assumed that his son had suddenly become more sensible. He fastened his seatbelt and turned the key that was always in the car.

The tachometer needle trembled slightly, and the 11.6-liter inline six-cylinder engine, as fierce as a wild beast, roared as the white car lay sprawled in the rain.

Chu Zihang was sitting in the passenger seat and felt like he was going to be shaken to death.

The harsh sounds of air pumping and exhausting could be heard outside the truck window. This Beiben heavy truck uses air pressure braking. After starting, the air pump will work automatically to adjust the air pressure boosting system to the optimal working pressure range.

Once the hissing subsided, Chu Tianjiao pressed the clutch, held the steering wheel with one hand, and deftly shifted gears with the other.

The truck cab slowly accelerated, pulling two trailers totaling more than ten meters in length, drawing a semicircle on the playground to complete the U-turn.

The gatekeeper didn't even dare to stay in the guard post, braving the rain to stay far away, showing his respect for the semi-trailer and the six steel coils.

Chu Tianjiao stepped on the gas and drove the semi-trailer truck out of the school, boasting smugly: "Your school's playground is so big, you can easily turn a corner and pull the truck out."

It's a pity I can't show you my superb driving skills. When I'm unloading goods for work, no matter how small the space or angle, whether it's reversing or turning around, I can do it all in one go..."

Chu Tianjiao felt a pang of regret; he still really wanted to show off his driving skills to his son and let him know how awesome he was.

"I'll ride in your car again sometime, and you'll show me then."

“Hey, that won’t do. You’re going to be a young master, riding in Mercedes and Rolls-Royces. It’s not appropriate for your status to keep riding in my semi-trailer.”

Chu Zihang remained silent.

He doesn't care about Mercedes, Rolls-Royce, or Maybach. Four years ago, all he wanted was a car to pick him up and someone to remember him. Four years later, it's the same.

I'm going crazy thinking about it, no, I'm already going crazy.

"But it's not so bad to ride in my semi-traffic car once in a while, haha, haha..."

"It's raining so hard, it's a good thing I didn't wash my car yesterday. You have no idea how expensive it is to wash my car, it costs several tens of dollars."

"When I drove over just now, the security guard at your school saw my car from afar. As soon as I honked the horn, he was so startled that he immediately opened the door for me."

What a coward, like he's afraid I'll run him over with my car. But it's not surprising, really; I'm carrying six coils of steel in the back of my truck. He's scared, I'm scared myself, let alone him."

Chu Tianjiao chattered on and on, skillfully maneuvering the steering wheel, driving the large vehicle slowly into the traffic, leaving those tiny private cars, like beetles and turtles, behind him.

Other vehicles on the road, seeing this illegally modified and severely overloaded semi-trailer, and its swaying steel coils, dared not speak out and kept their distance, fearing a devastating blow.

After lying in bed for a while, Gao Kui's tinnitus and auditory hallucinations did not improve at all, but perhaps he had adapted a bit, and his head felt less painful, and he felt more energetic.

Gao Kui listlessly looked up and gazed at the other vehicles outside the car window, when suddenly a question popped into his head: "Uncle, how did you manage to drive here?"

Large vehicles like this shouldn't be allowed in the city, especially since yours was illegally modified and severely overloaded. Didn't any traffic police stop you along the way?

Yes, Chu Zihang also suddenly thought of this question: how exactly did his father manage to drive the car to Shilan Middle School?

At this point, Chu Tianjiao's expression became smug again, and he boasted extravagantly: "I was able to drive the car into the city because my uncle knows people and has strong connections."

I can't tell you who exactly he knows, but in short, my uncle has powerful connections. Let me tell you, things like illegal modifications and driving a semi-trailer into the city are no big deal for him.