After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Life jackets were limited, so the director had no choice but to give them all to the guests.

However, the quantity is still not enough, and two pieces are missing.

In line with the principle of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, the director first distributed life jackets to Xiao Yan and Xiao Qiao.

Then he gave Xue Fangbaifa, Xue Fangbai waved his hand, "Give it to the lady first."

Ji Ci also said: "Yes, they are smaller in strength and lighter in weight."

The two seniors said this, so Xin Jun and Si Zewen naturally had nothing to say.

After the director handed out the invitations to Jiang Manrong, Da Qiao, Si Nian, and Qu Ying in order, he went directly to Xue Fangbai and began to distribute the invitations to the male guests.

Si Mu, who had stretched her neck and spread her hands to wait for the life jacket, looked at this scene in confusion.

"Hey, I haven't been given a life jacket yet!"

The director ignored her and continued to post. When Si Zewen and Xin Jun came to them, there was only one thing left.

"There's only one thing left, which one of you wants it?" The director was helpless and painful at this time. He and the staff couldn't even think about it since there weren't even enough guests.

Xin Jun wanted it very much, but Si Zewen was his good brother and he was seriously injured.

Gritting his teeth, he very manly pushed the life jacket to Si Zewen.

"Zewen, please put it on, you are still injured."

Si Zewen didn't shirk. He had just experienced life and death, and he didn't want to take any risks.

Take the life jacket and put it on directly.

"Director!" Seeing that the director had given out all the life jackets, Si's mother couldn't help but ran over and asked, "I don't have any yet! Shouldn't they be given to me first?"

The director frowned: "You are not our guest, why should I give it to you first? I don't have all the staff."

Even if there are many life jackets, they should be kept close to his own people first. Why give them to this outsider who will only cause trouble?

"Why don't you give it to me? I'm stuck here because I sent my daughter to your show!"

"I didn't ask you to come, let alone your daughter!"

As the director spoke, he glanced at Si Mianmian, as if to say that if Si Mianmian hadn't come uninvited, the life jackets he had prepared would be enough for all the guests.

Si Mianmian's face was hot, but her hands were tightly holding on to the life jacket, as if she was afraid that the director would come and snatch the life jacket away from her.

"I don't care, you have to give me a life jacket anyway!" Si's mother started to act playfully, pointing at Xiao Yan and Xiao Qiao, "What kind of life vests do they wear, these two little brats? Can't an adult just hold them?"

Si Nian was speechless: "Do you want face? You even snatched the child's life jacket."

Xin Jun: "Si Nian, you are so caring, just give your life jacket to your aunt."

"Shenjin, are Si Zewen and Si Mianmian dead? Is it my turn as an outsider to meddle in others' affairs?"

Si Mianmian shrank back and pretended not to hear.

Si Zewen's face was hot and he pushed out the life jacket in his hand.

Xin Jun was worried: "Zewen, you are not well yet, keep the life jacket for yourself."

"Need not."

Si Zewen gave the life jacket to Si's mother. Si's mother hesitated and asked, "Awen, are you really okay if you don't wear it?"

As he said this, his hands were already tightly grasping the life jacket. His body was really more honest than his mouth.

Si Zewen shook his head: "I'm fine."

Xin Jun glared at Si Nian and was very unhappy with Si Mianmian and Si Mu. If he knew that the life jacket would be given to Si Mu, he would rather wear it himself than give it to Si Zewen.

And that Si Mianmian is not a good person either. In this situation, as a sister and a daughter, shouldn't she take the initiative to give up her life jacket?

And if she had grabbed an extra life jacket from the beginning, this situation wouldn't have happened.

"Let's go! Team up in pairs, follow us."

At the director's command, the door was opened, and a strong wind swept in. The unsuspecting people were almost knocked down.

Si Nian grabbed Qu Ying next to him, and the two automatically formed a team.

The car was not far away. Under the escort of the staff, everyone got on the car smoothly.

Si Nian and Qu Ying were in the same car with the director and a staff member responsible for driving, and the other cars were also composed of two guests and two staff members.

The convoy began to drive forward slowly, the wind was howling, and even through the glass, the sound of the wind and tsunami outside the car could be heard, which was thrilling.

The director reassured: "Don't be afraid, the wind in the city is not as strong as on the beach. It will be fine after we enter the city."

But before entering the city, they still need to drive a long way on the seaside road. Can they really get back to the city smoothly?

Qu Ying hugged Si Nian's arm tightly: "Si Nian, can you tell stories?"

Si Nian: "Not really."

"Then let me tell you a story? Once upon a time, there was a little girl..."

Her voice was very low, almost drowned out by the sound of wind and waves. Si Nian couldn't hear it clearly, and he didn't understand many words clearly, but she still responded cooperatively.

She knew that Qu Ying was too scared and wanted to divert her attention.

After telling a story, Qu Ying couldn't help but glance out the window, "Why are you still here?"

The director explained: "The wind was too strong and the car couldn't go fast."

Not only was it not driving fast, it was going at a snail's pace, and the car was being blown all the way inward. The heavy rain also affected the driver's vision, and he would run off the road if he wasn't careful.

"Sister Si Nian, is there any way to not be afraid?"

Si Nian thought for a moment and said, "Knock you out and you won't be afraid anymore."

Qu Ying was about to cry, "Si Nian, stop joking. We won't die, right?"

She just saw that many cars were overturned on the road, and she didn't know if anyone was inside.

If it was just a typhoon, she wouldn't be so scared. The key was that there was thunder and lightning, and it was raining heavily.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Suddenly, there was a dense thumping sound, and something kept knocking on the roof of the car.

"Boom!" As a white shadow fell down, a big hole was instantly broken in the front glass.

The driver who was driving was unable to escape, and his face was cut by the flying glass. Blood was dripping down. The scene was horrifying.

The car also stopped quickly.

"Boom!" He was rear-ended.

The walkie-talkie in the director's hand rang, "Director, director, what happened? Why did it stop suddenly? Damn, it's such a big hailstone. Our car can't hold it anymore, and the car glass is almost broken."

The driver covered the injury on his face, blood overflowed from his fingers, and said in pain: "Director, we can't drive, the hail is too big, let's go back."

The director looked out of the car window and saw dense hailstones of different sizes falling from the sky. The largest one was bigger than a washbasin, and the smallest one was as big as a soybean.

In the minute it was parked, another hole was smashed into the front glass, and calls for help from other cars continued to come from the intercom.

The driver of a car was knocked unconscious. The car lost control and hit the green belt next to it. Xin Jun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also had his head smashed by the hail. There were cries in the car, belonging to Si Mianmian and Si Mu.

It was agreed that the two guests would be in a group. Si Mianmian and Si Mu were unwilling to be separated from Si Zewen, and Xin Jun wanted to protect his good brother, so the four of them crowded into the car.

The director smacked his thigh in annoyance, "The car was pierced by the hail, how could the cabin withstand it?"

"What should we do, director?"

"Director, please think of a way, my car glass can't hold on anymore."

"Why don't you find a nearby resident to stay with?"

Chaotic sounds came from the intercom, and the director's veins popped out and his eyelids jumped.

Sure enough, the rumors were all true. Si Mianmian was a bad guy. Whoever got involved would be unlucky! She shouldn't have been allowed to join the recording!