"Yes, just park the car. If you don't drive, you won't hurt anyone..." Sun Desheng nodded with a smile, and then continued, "Then don't interfere with the operation of the world. I just entered the Poll Investigation Bureau. I heard that we had drunk too much, saying that everything in the world has a certainty, so don't change it artificially..."

Sima Xiaoliang smiled and shook his head, saying, "Then I stopped the train and saved the person who should be saved. Can't I still drive again? Old classmate, I was almost surrounded by someone..."

Sun Desheng said: "The train will never end..."

"How can I know if I can reach the end if I don't run?" Sima Xiaoliang looked at Sun Desheng and continued, "It also depends on whether there are many people on the train. If there are too many people driving, you can move the people on the railway tracks as soon as possible to ensure that the train can run normally..."

Sun Desheng immediately responded: "There are more people driving, and there will be more ideas. If you keep stopping and moving, there will always be people who can't stand it. Then someone will tell the driver: We have been wasting too much time, so we will never reach the end if this continues... For the benefit of most people, we can walk from the left, and there are fewer people there...

At first one or two people said that later, people on the train might tell the driver. Until the driver had this idea, he did not stop the car for the first time and drove from the left. The first time was countless times..."

The smile on Sima Xiaoliang's face slowly began to solidify. He shook his head and said, "No, it depends on what kind of person the driver is. At least if I am a driver, I will not let anyone with that idea get on the car..."

"Actually, the train has been driven from the left once. The person tied to the track was named Su Yun..." Sun Desheng finally pointed out a name. He stared at Sima Xiaoliang and continued: "This person tied to the track does not need to die. But if he dies, there will be too many benefits. The driver clearly saw that he was tied to the track, but he drove enough power and pressed over this person. What did the driver think at this time? I am also for everyone's good... Only this time, there will be no next time... right?"

Sima Xiaoliang's smile finally disappeared without a trace. After a moment of silence, he looked at Sun Desheng and said, "No, another train was pressed over Su Yun. The driver just saw it and did not participate directly..."

Sun Desheng smiled and said, "Yes, the driver just saw it, and then called Su Yun's younger brother over and told him, did you see it? It was the driver on the opposite side who crushed your brother to death. Remember, the driver's name is Wei Jingchen... Maybe he has videos or something, it proves that the old driver named Wei is not a human..."

Su Yun is a few people who did not use Sima Xiaoliang's rights to seek personal gain after leaving office. He devoted himself to running a nursing home, and even his younger brother Su Yu's livelihood was only established by the canteen of the nursing home. Originally, Su Yun and Su Yu had not been Sima Xiaoliang for a long time, and Su Yun was a famous good person. Although his death was not caused by Sima Xiaoliang, he was still reluctant to save him...

Seeing Sima Xiaoliang stop talking, Sun Desheng took out a cigarette, lit it and continued, "My buddy, I said just now that as long as I walked from the left once, there will be countless times behind. The first one is Su Yun, so who is the second one?"

Sima Xiaoliang suddenly burst out laughing, looking at Sun Desheng and said, "Old classmate, you can't crush the person on the opposite rail to death, it's also my track, right? You almost got around it again... No, I can't tell you this, what trains, railway tracks, are too circling. I don't understand what I'm talking about..."

While talking, Sima Xiaoliang glanced at Che Qianzi who came over, smiled slightly, waved to the little Taoist priest, and said, "I have disappeared for several days. I forgot to tell you last time that Mr. Kong Dalong often talked to me about you before..."

After Che Qianzi sneering, he said, "Don't get close, Lao Deng'er has never talked to me about you..."

He was not angry at Sima Xiaoliang, the son in front of the car. He smiled and said, "Actually, from Kong Dalong, we are still relatives. He is a distant grandfather, but this relative is a bit far apart. I am only allowed to call him an old senior. This photo of him and me when I celebrated my birthday..."

While talking, Sima Xiaoliang took out a photo from his arms and handed it to Che Qianzi. After the little Taoist priest took the photo, he saw Kong Dalong and Sima Xiaoliang who was fifteen or sixteen years old. There was a cream cake on the table next to him. When Sima Xiaoliang took the photo, his eyes had already glanced at it...

That's right, the old man in the photo was Kong Dalong. Looking at the big cake next to him, Che Qianzi snorted and said, "Lao Denger also spent money to buy the cake. When I was ten years old, he only searched and took back half of the leftover cakes that others had eaten..."

"It's not the leftovers, but the old senior cut half of the cake before eating..." Sima Xiaoliang smiled bitterly and continued, "The cake was not bought by the old senior, it was given by my other grandfather. Before he could eat it, he had already cut half of it by the old senior. He also said he wanted to return it to me, but he had been waiting until today..."

Sima Xiaoliang said this and met. Kong Dalong said that he wanted to go to the county to buy salted salt. He left in the morning and came back late at night. At that time, the car had already fallen asleep and was called out by Lao Denger from the quilt. He took out a cake with butter-stuffed cream from the wrinkled plastic tape, and said with a smile that he bought it specially.

That was the first time Che Qianzi had eaten a cream cake, and he remembered it very deeply. At that time, he thought Kong Dalong had hidden half a piece of cake for Li Laokuai, and the little Taoist priest who had not had enough food even made a fuss. It was almost dawn that Kong Dalong persuaded him to get it well.

When recalling the past, I thought of Kong Dalong, who had been reincarnated. Che Qianzi felt a little uncomfortable, and there was a look of loneliness in his eyes.

After seeing Che Qianzi's reaction, Sima Xiaoliang smiled slightly and continued, "That's what the old senior told me at that time. When he named you, he thought of Sima Xiaoliang. Unfortunately, for some reasons, he did not succeed. He said that if you have the chance in the future, you can change your name to Sima Xiaoliang..."

Che Qianzi glanced at Sima Xiaoliang, stretched out his hand, and said, "Then don't go back, let's change your name. From now on, I will call Sima Xiaoliang. You kid called Che Qianzi... Then what, Sima Xiaoliang's property, are you going to give it to me together?"

"It's yours sooner or later, but now is not the time." Sima Xiaoliang smiled at Che Qianzi and continued, "Senior Kong Dalong has something to explain to me. After finishing it, I'll give this name to you when I'll give it to you."

Che Qianzi gave Sima Xiaoliang a blank look and said, "Sun Pie, are you planning to do a big case? Then you ran away and gave me the name and asked me to put the jar for you? Don't wait until the future, just now... The salty salt of the pepper and the hot alkali water mixed with the mixed pepper are not useful yet, it's just cheap you. Come on, what your Jiaoshan taught me, cut a cut on your egg bag, pour the pepper water in, and sew it up..."

"What's the charge?" Sima Xiaoliang turned his head and looked at Sun Desheng, and continued with a smile: "You can't just arrest me for questioning just because you said a few jokes about trains and railway tracks, right?"
Chapter completed!