Seeing that Lalitha was leaving without saying a word, Song Wenbin quickly stepped forward to stop her snowmobile and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your meaningless games at all." Lalitha said coldly: "Get out of the way."
Song Wenbin was anxious, and he quickly said: "The people who set up this obstacle are those guys who shoot videos. They want to shoot something exciting. But we are not such people. We really just want to send supplies, and I promise , we will not harm others on the road!"
Sutina helped him translate the words.
But these words could not move Lalitha. She started the snowmobile and rushed forward.
Seeing that Lalitha insisted on leaving, Song Wenbin was very unwilling and finally found a guide. This guide seemed to be very powerful, but for some strange reasons he refused to lead him.
But this was her personal choice, and Song Wenbin couldn't say anything.
It's just that in this wilderness, they really couldn't navigate this snowy wilderness without a guide. The path Lalitha took them to take before didn't exist on the map at all.
He rushed behind Lalitha's snowmobile in two or three steps and pulled her frame to prevent her from leaving.
Lalitha stopped the snowmobile and stared at him coldly with her blue eyes. The two sled dogs noticed their owner's displeasure and started barking at Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin stopped lobbying Lalitha and just begged: "If you really want to leave, I can't stop you, but I want to at least not leave at this time. It's at least ten hours away from your home." Road, if you can stand driving back, your dog can't, and although you are very powerful, driving back in this kind of weather in the middle of the night is also very dangerous."
Sutina hurriedly helped him translate.
Lalitha tilted her head, waiting for him to perform.
Song Wenbin: "Well, I don't ask you to take us to Yakutsk. You take us to the nearest human gathering place. You stay there for one night and go back tomorrow. We will be fine too." Find the next guide there.”
Lalitha looked at Song Wenbin expressionlessly for a while. She nodded slowly and said, "Get in the car."
Song Wenbin exhaled a breath of white mist and breathed a sigh of relief.
Huo Yu folded his arms beside him and snorted coldly.
The two truck drivers saw that Huo Yu and the huntress with the gun were difficult to deal with, so they didn't bother with them. They got in the car and started talking on the phone. They didn't know whether they were looking for someone to help repair the car or change the tires or to help other accomplices. Tell the news.
But no matter what they did, Song Wenbin couldn't stop it. There is no police station or messenger of justice here, only endless icy roads and biting cold wind in the wilderness.
After picking up the sugar oranges scattered on the ground, Lalitha rode a motorcycle and drove the three of them to the nearest village.
However, this time they didn't go far before they had to stop again.
At a turning point on a mountain road, a long queue of trucks appeared. These long queues of trucks surrounded the mountain road and remained motionless. It turned out to be a traffic jam.
Song Wenbin didn't expect that he would encounter a traffic jam in a ghost place like Siberia. However, the mountain road ahead was blocked by water, so he had to stop the car.
There were many drivers standing on the road, and they were gathering together, as if they were having an argument.
Song Wenbin didn't understand why, so he pressed the horn twice in succession to no avail. Instead, it aroused the displeasure of the drivers in front, who also honked their horns several times in response to Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin had no choice but to close the car door and walked out of the warm car. Two companions followed him, wanting to see what was going on here.
The three of them walked forward on the snowy icy road, walked to the place where the crowd was the densest, and took a look.
Well, it turned out that the last truck rolled over on the ice road because the ice was too slippery. The truck was transporting fish. At this moment, hundreds of fish were frozen into strips of ice on the ground, making the road completely impassable.
The fish transporter was a bearded truck driver. He was leaning on the belly of the Kamaz, smoking a cigarette and looking excited. He was arguing loudly with several drivers next to him. The white mist surges and looks full of passion.
Su Tina listened for a while and told Song Wenbin and Huo Yu: "The bearded man is a Chechen. He accused these Yakuts of carrying too heavy goods and crushing the snow too hard, making the road slippery. Go, that's why he overturned.
But those Yakuts felt that the Chechen was making groundless accusations. It was obvious that he had overturned dozens of trucks and was unable to move, and now he actually knocked them over and started up the trucks behind them. "
Song Wenbin: .....
Huo Yu frowned and said, "Can't we go around from the side? How long will this blockage last?"
Song Wenbin looked at the frozen foothills on both sides, came to Lalitha, and asked, "Is there another way to go here?"
Lalitha shook her head, "If you go around, it will take a long way, but as long as you pass this mountain, there will be a supply station in front of you, and you can find the guide there."
Song Wenbin looked at the long queue and was in trouble. If he wanted to finally get the 600,000 yuan, he had to work against time. But if he was stuck on the road, he would not be able to get to Yakutsk on time. Even if we arrived, there was no point in falling behind those Snow Country drivers.
"The traffic jam here is so severe, is there any way to get over there quickly?"
Song Wenbin asked again.
Lalitha took a look and said: "It's very simple, just drag the truck up, shovel the fish on the ground back, and finally sprinkle sand on the road. This way it won't be slippery."
Very simple...
Song Wenbin looked at the drivers around him. They were parked on the road, honking their horns loudly, or just standing there watching the drivers arguing, with no intention of helping.
Several people were unable to move forward and felt anxious.
But at this time, the conflict in the encirclement became more intense. The accused Chechen driver pushed the people outside the encirclement vigorously, yelling something sharply, and the people he pushed showed no sign of weakness. , they formed a circle of encirclement and kept pressing their chests to prevent him from getting out. It was more than 30 degrees below zero, but they didn't know it was cold at all.
Song Wenbin witnessed the fierceness of the fighting nation for the first time, and he was convinced in his heart, but all he wanted was to leave here quickly. Is there any way...
After thinking about it, Song Wenbin ordered the two girls: "Go and get me some sugar oranges."
"What? Sugar Orange?"
Huo Yu was still watching the excitement and didn't quite understand Song Wenbin's words.
"Well, let's set up a stall and hand out some oranges."
Song Wenbin said.
Sutina murmured: "Brother Song, what are you thinking... Selling oranges in a place like this... It's so ridiculous..."
"Who said I'm going to sell oranges? I'm just handing out some oranges. Go get them quickly. Get them early and we'll get out of trouble as soon as possible."
The two girls didn't know what kind of medicine Song Wenbin sold in his gourd, but they knew that Song Wenbin was always full of clever ideas, so they followed his instructions and brought a basket of sugar oranges.
Song Wenbin picked up the sugar oranges and began to distribute them along the road. He handed out one to everyone he saw, and even the few Chechens and Yakuts who were clashing were no exception. They were bumping into each other. On the chest, I was competing to see who had the strongest point, but I didn't expect that a hand holding a sugar orange would come in front of me out of nowhere.
They subconsciously took the sugar orange and stuffed it into their mouths.
The oranges are ice cold, sweet and delicious.
But there are very few, only one.
I saw everyone around me eating the sugar oranges. Song Wenbin put the remaining sugar oranges at his feet. The people who ate the sugar oranges were very surprised, and they turned their attention to Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin took a deep breath, looked at the drivers around him and said loudly: "I have something to say. If you listen to what I say, you can still have oranges to eat."
As he spoke, he pulled Sutina. Sutina had traveled to so many countries with him, and she immediately understood and started to translate for him while standing there.
When everyone saw that someone was actually coming to give out oranges for charity, they became curious. They crossed their arms and looked at Song Wenbin, wondering what this guy was going to say.
Even Lalitha, who was riding a snowmobile outside, frowned and looked at Song Wenbin in confusion, wondering what he was doing.
Song Wenbin cleared his throat, endured the severe cold and said, "Everyone is trying to make a living on this road, and this road only has four months to travel. Time is precious. If you delay on this road for too long, it will affect your health." The common interests of everyone. If we delay for one day, we will make less money for one day. If we delay for two days, we will make less money for two days. I think we should not delay it any longer. Let’s work together to restore this road. Let’s pass.”
"Hey, you guy."
A Mongolian driver said unhappily: "It's not that we don't help, it's the fisherman who insists on asking us to compensate for his losses. If he doesn't compensate, he won't let us take his car away. How do you think this makes sense?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the driver of the overturned car became angry again: "Isn't it because you guys hauling lumber brought too many things that I overturned the car? If you hadn't made the road too slippery, how could I have overturned!"
The accused Mongolian driver said angrily: "You ask the driver in front for compensation! Why do you ask the driver behind you for compensation?"
"Do you think I don't know? You guys pulling wood are all from the same gang. They overturned my car, which means you overturned my car!"
The bearded driver said confidently.
Song Wenbin also felt dizzy after listening to Su Tina's translation.
This bearded man seemed a bit unreasonable to him, but he could also understand that if the car overturned and suffered losses, he would definitely not be reconciled to it, but if he asked the car behind him for compensation, it would indeed be unreasonable.
What should we do?
He looked at the strong Siberian men with their arms folded.
An idea suddenly appeared in Song Wenbin's mind. After traveling to so many countries, he also gained a little understanding of the strange traits in himself, and he wanted to take the initiative to try to use this strange traits.
