Chapter 731

The door creaked open, and Xia Qing walked in. The curtains were drawn, so it was a bit dark inside. A figure sat by the window, but his face couldn't be seen. Judging by the sound of his voice, he shouldn't be young.

"Looking for me so urgently, did something happen?"

The shadow said in a deep voice: "Shark has been arrested; we might all be exposed, so we must evacuate in batches."

Xia Qing said: "I just arrived here; Shark doesn't know of my existence, so it should be safe."

"In this world, there is nothing that absolutely won't happen." The shadow's voice became deeper, "You are all elites cultivated by the country. Knowing there is danger and still staying behind to make meaningless sacrifices is not worth it."

Xia Qing was silent for a moment: "Alright!"

The shadow said: "Go to San Francisco Tang Renjie, Zhao's Restaurant, find Old Zhao; he will arrange for your evacuation."

Xia Qing asked: "Aren't you leaving?"

The shadow shook his head: "I can't leave yet."

Xia Qing didn't speak, just looked deeply at the shadow, turned, and walked away quickly.

At a New York second-hand car shop, Zhou Andong took a fancy to an 80% new Ford second-hand pickup truck.

This was 1992, which was last year, the ninth generation F-series model. It was also from this generation of models that the F-series models were mainly F-150s.

And this car created 20 industry firsts, including 17-inch aluminum alloy wheels, air pressure shock absorbers, and other configurations, equipped with a 5.8L V8 engine, with a maximum power reaching 240 horsepower.

Zhou Andong sat in the driver's seat and tried it out, feeling very good, but unfortunately, he didn't have a driver's license.

"How is it?" Zhou Andong looked at Seeing Jian Qiu, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Seeing Jian Qiu said with a smile: "From New York to San Francisco, crossing the whole United States, this car should be a good choice."

Zhou Andong nodded: "Then let's take it."

Seeing Jian Qiu jumped out of the car, found the boss to handle the procedures, and two hours later, all procedures were handled. The fifty-something boss was very enthusiastic and even gave a car box rain cloth.

Zhou Andong, Seeing Jian Qiu, and Old Four's luggage were just right to be placed in the rear car box, covered with the rain cloth, which not only prevented rain but also dust.

Saying goodbye to the boss, Seeing Jian Qiu drove the car to Tang Renjie. The two adults and one child strolled around and had lunch. Then they bought necessary equipment: tents, gasoline barrels, flashlights, knives, and other outdoor survival supplies.

From New York to San Francisco, it was about 4,600 kilometers. No one knew what problems they would encounter on the road, so buying this equipment was just in case.

After buying the things, they found an inn in Tang Renjie, stayed for one night, and didn't leave until the next morning.

At noon that day, Seeing Jian Qiu parked the car in front of a Chinese restaurant in a small town.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Do you have any obsession with Chinese restaurants here?"

The scenery on the road was very beautiful, and they also encountered many desert towns, each of which had a Chinese restaurant.

But the bosses of these so-called Chinese restaurants couldn't speak Chinese.

Seeing Jian Qiu also smiled: "I don't believe that there isn't a single real Chinese restaurant along the way."

Zhou Andong got out of the car: "You might be disappointed again."

Seeing Jian Qiu carried Old Four out of the car. At this moment, a white old man with a big belly and a full beard greeted them enthusiastically.

"Sir, Madam, and cute little princess, welcome."

Seeing Jian Qiu sighed, and Zhou Andong laughed: "Hello, if we want Chinese noodle soup, can you make it?"

"Noodle soup?" The boss was a bit dumbfounded; they only made fried noodles, like Italian fried noodles, Turkish fried noodles—this noodle soup they didn't know how to make.

Zhou Andong looked at Seeing Jian Qiu: "What should we do?"

Seeing Jian Qiu asked: "Can we make the noodle soup ourselves?"

The boss was easy to talk to: "OK!"

Entering the restaurant, there was a woman and a girl inside, who should be the boss's wife and daughter.

The boss told his wife that the guests wanted to make noodles themselves, and the wife was very welcoming.

Seeing Jian Qiu rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen, and the boss and his wife also helped inside, actually stealing the craft.

Soon, a large basin of hot noodle soup was made, with shredded meat and green vegetables inside, looking very appetizing.

Seeing Jian Qiu served a large bowl and two small bowls, and there was still quite a bit left. The boss looked at the remaining noodle soup, and drool was almost flowing out.

"Madam, can I taste the noodle soup you made?"

Seeing Jian Qiu said with a smile: "OK, we have enough to eat."

The boss and his wife were very happy, each served a bowl, and couldn't wait to pick up noodles with forks and send them into their mouths.

They were scalded and bared their teeth, then gave a thumbs up: "OK, OK, OK!"

"Burp!"

"Finally ate something that suits my taste!" Zhou Andong rubbed his stomach and burped.

Old Four also ate quite a bit, and her small belly was also round.

Seeing Jian Qiu stood up to pay the bill, but the boss wouldn't accept it because he learned how to make Chinese noodle soup and insisted on not accepting money.

Seeing Jian Qiu thanked him, and the boss's family personally sent the three out. The car had driven very far, and in the rearview mirror, they could still see the boss's family waving.

Along the way, they passed the longest river in North America, the Mississippi River. And the Great Lakes: Lake Superior, Lake Huron, Lake Michigan, Lake Erie, and Lake Ontario.

Seeing Jian Qiu, this driver and photographer, had the task of either driving or taking pictures every day, while Old Four was the most beautiful model.

San Francisco Tang Renjie occupies 16 blocks and has 100,000 Chinese residents. The entrance is at the south end of Grant Avenue on Bush Street, and the gate is covered with green tiles, with several vivid dragons having a Chinese flavor.

On the afternoon of June 29, 1993, at two o'clock, Seeing Jian Qiu parked the car at the entrance of San Francisco.

It was still drizzling outside, and the entire San Francisco, on the mountains and below the mountains, the distant small buildings, roads, and trees were all covered by a layer of mist.

The three got out of the car, braving the drizzle, looking up at the gate. Seeing Jian Qiu was as excited as a child, jumping up and down, then hugged Zhou Andong's neck and kissed him on the face.

Old Four hurriedly covered her eyes, leaving a slit between her fingers: "There are children here."

Seeing Jian Qiu looked down at Old Four, then laughed out loud, picked up the little thing, then turned around and put her on the ground.

"Stand still, I'll take a picture of you."

At this gate, she took more than ten photos, and they didn't get back in the car until they were damp.

Then in Tang Renjie, they found an inn that looked relatively clean.

The boss was a middle-aged couple whose ancestral home was in Fujian Province, and they came here with their parents in the 1960s.

They had two children; the son was studying at the University of San Francisco, and the daughter was still in middle school.

After checking in, the three took a bath, changed clothes, and rested for a while. The rain outside stopped, and the three came out to find a restaurant to eat.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I want that!" Old Four pointed to a stall blowing sugar figures.

"Okay!" Seeing Jian Qiu took Old Four's hand and walked over. At this moment, she saw a black child leaning over, and his hand reached into Seeing Jian Qiu's pocket.