Chapter 621： Didn't wait for the amulet

Chapter 621 Didn't wait for the amulet

On the day of Qixi Festival, Xie Daiqi lay on the bed in despair.

Tickets were booked several times, either rolled down the stairs or there were rumors of bombs on the plane.

Two days ago, when he was bored, he went out of his way to order another one.

Then, shit, someone hijacked the plane.

Fortunately, he was discovered before taking off. At that time, the whole airport was shocked, and Xie Daiqi came back with his things in desperation.

Before going home, the driver let him pass the airport...

Xie Daiqi...

"Tomorrow is the time for activities, can't we go here? Is this a ghost? It's not like this when you are usually unlucky, right?" Xie Daiqi muttered, picking up the clothes he packed a week ago.

"Brother Xie." The assistant called the helper, thinking that he had already gone to Paris, but he hadn't taken off yet.

"Brother Xie, I've already booked the ticket, let's go. But you... why don't you look very interested?" The little assistant was a little dumbfounded. Didn't my sister say that Brother Xie was looking forward to this trip to Paris?

How did she know that Xie Daiqi had set off for the fourth time, and he was still waiting to see what excuse he could use to get himself back this time.

Xie Daiqi yawned all the way, already thinking about how much compensation should be paid for the breach of contract in Paris this time.

All the way to the airport, there is not even a traffic jam.

"Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, many girls outside are carrying tweeds." The little assistant looked envious.

Xie Daiqi was wondering whether to buy a bouquet of chrysanthemums to commemorate his poor single life.

Waiting all the way through the security check and boarding the plane, Xie Daiqi was still a little dazed.

Looking at my furry slippers under my feet, I thought to myself, is there no hijacking or something to send me home this time? I haven't changed my slippers yet, waiting to go back to sleep.

"This flight is about to take off, please fasten your seat belts..." The stewardess has already started to demonstrate how to fasten your seat belts.

...

The ringing in the ears brought Xie Daiqi back to his senses. He looked at the little assistant and said, "We, this is... took off? Did it take off successfully?" Xie Daiqi stared, a little shocked.

Take off four times, finally able to fly?

Why can Mao fly this time? what does it mean!

The little assistant felt a little embarrassed by the sight around him, and whispered: "Really, brother Xie, why are you so excited? Are you really sweating? Are you really okay?" The little assistant has already I'm a little worried.

Xie Daiqi had a creepy feeling in his heart, as if step by step into a huge trap.

"This time there was no hijacking, no bombs, just take off like this?" Xie Daiqi's eyes widened in disbelief, everything went smoothly.

Just after saying this, the plane shook.

Everyone glared at him one after another, thinking that the idiot wearing sunglasses on the opposite side was mean-spirited.

"Is this guy a fool?" The first sister, with a hat covering her face, pouted at Xie Daiqi who was diagonally opposite.

Beside Yanyan was looking out of the plane window.

"The wing just hit a bird, don't be afraid, everyone, it has stabilized now." The plane bumped a few times, and then a stewardess came out to explain.

Everyone was relieved when they saw that the plane was gradually stabilizing.

Recently, there are frequent news of plane crashes. Many people are already extremely resistant to flying, but there is no way to avoid it.

There are always many helplessness in life. In order to make a living and support the family, we all carry huge responsibilities to move forward.

The stewardess came over with a drink to ask questions. She said she likes sweets and drank several glasses of orange juice in a row.

The first sister already doted on her, feeding the candies she carried in her pocket one by one.

"Mom, I also want to drink orange juice. That sister drank three glasses, why can't I drink it?" The little boy who was obviously dressed in expensive clothes looked longingly at the young lady sitting opposite.

That young lady is also good-looking.

Beside him seems to be his mother, dressed as a lady.

"How can you drink those things? If the plane hadn't been hijacked two days ago, you wouldn't have come to squeeze this cabin. Those things are for the poor to drink, no matter what life or taste, how could you drink those things? If you were in a hurry , Mom won't let you be wronged like this. You're squeezed to death..." The lady tugged at the bag in her hand, and these people let these people walk away with the hundreds of thousands of things.

Everyone's face was a little ugly when they heard this.

But it was obvious that the mother and son were not of the same class as me, and neither of them dared to speak.

When the little boy saw his mother say this, his face became a little timid, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

The first sister crossed her legs and smashed the orange juice with her mouth: "It's delicious. Freshly squeezed orange juice is delicious and fresh. It's much better than eating oranges..."

Yan Yan pursed his lips and smiled happily.

The first sister actually hates orange juice the most, but she likes it, so she always drinks it.

In her words, you get used to it after drinking.

The little boy was about to cry.

"Why are you jealous? I haven't eaten or used any good things for you, just to make you knowledgeable and tasteful. Are you worthy of me? If you don't work hard, how can Dad like you? How can you Go home?" The woman paused for a moment, and said nothing more.

The little boy sat up straight again, as if he was afraid of his mother.

"Just like your ruthless father. If you don't live up to it this time, our mother and I won't be able to get in. That old woman is occupying the latrine and refuses to divorce if she doesn't love her..." the woman muttered One sentence.

If you look closely, you can find that she is only twenty-five or sixteen years old. The child next to me is about six or seven years old, and I am afraid that she will become a mother at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

"I...I, Mom, how about the two of us living together? I..." The little boy suddenly raised his head.

"I, I just want to live with my mother. I don't want to be with my father, auntie... That auntie, she wants to scold people, she, she is so pitiful, she begged me on her knees... I don't want to be scolded by my classmates at school... "The little boy rubbed the hem of his clothes with both hands.

"What are you talking about? This time I brought you here to meet him. Why do you say you don't want to go? I've put in so much effort that my parents don't recognize me anymore. Now you say you don't want to go?" The woman raised her eyelids suddenly, The little boy beside him trembled in fright.

"I really don't want to go to school, I don't want to go to my father's house, I don't want to see my aunt. Auntie asked you to make up lessons, but you robbed her husband. Auntie scolded me, auntie begged me on her knees, I don't want to go. Mom, let's go home ...I don't want to be an illegitimate child, my classmates laugh at me. I don't want a father, I don't want anything..." The child cried and begged his mother, and when everyone was speechless, his mother slapped him on the head.

After taking the shot, he twisted the flesh on his body hard, but the child was crying but he clenched his teeth and dared not cry out.

"Madam, please...please, stop educating the children first, okay?" The stewardess couldn't bear it, and some passengers couldn't stand it and asked her to persuade her, so she walked up.

Unexpectedly, the woman sneered: "What does it matter to you if I care about my son? His father doesn't care why you care about it? What? You don't like my university to make up lessons for her father and make up her father's bed? You come to the plane Isn't that the same idea of ​​being a waiter? Ha! Ridiculous!"

The woman slapped her son again after speaking.

(end of this chapter)