In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 9 Wishing the Boss a Safe Journey

After we finished eating dumplings, the bus to the village was almost there.

Each village has a bus company that operates large buses. In some villages, people call it "hailing bus," while in others they call it "line bus." The names vary from place to place.

These buses have about thirty seats, and they're actually quite small. The usual route is to first circle around the various villages, then stop in the town, and then head to the county.

Around 12:30 pm, the bus driver took the villagers back.

The car has the name of the county and the destination village written on it. If you meet someone from the same village along the way, you can earn extra money.

Yu Dawei picked up three or five pounds of steamed buns from the warehouse, intending to take them to the recycling station for Duan Dahai to try. He was going to make a fuss about it himself, but he still needed to know a bit about human relationships.

Of the two boxes of tools, Yu Dawei took one box, which mainly contained basic tools used for repairing large vehicles.

The bus arrived in the village around six o'clock. He still had time, so he reached out, opened the box, and checked the tools one last time.

Pliers, needle-nose pliers, snap ring pliers, hex pliers, internal hex pliers.

A hammer, a complete set of box wrenches from 8 to 36, a set of socket wrenches of the same model, and a heavy-duty wrench.

The two crowbars were homemade by the two old men; one was hollow so that force could be applied, and the other was solid.

A small mine searchlight and a sleeve extension rod.

That's about it.

The army green boxes were discarded from storing artillery shells, but the old man later found two of them somewhere.

The cuboid has plenty of space, enough to hold some heavy tools, but unfortunately, the heavy tools are not very useful.

Things like sledgehammers can definitely be found at the recycling center.

"Beep, beep!" The bus started honking as soon as it entered the village.

"Big brother, the car is here!" Yu Yan rushed to the warehouse, opened the door and shouted, "Mom told you to hurry up, don't keep the driver waiting."

"Okay." Yu Dawei closed the box and used all his strength to lift the toolbox, which weighed over 100 pounds, onto his shoulder.

Yu Dawei has broad shoulders, and carrying the toolbox on them makes him look like a grown bear.

As she walked past her second sister, Yu Yan, Yu Yan felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on her head.

"Please take good care of your sister-in-law for me." Yu Dawei reached out and patted Yanzi's head before stepping onto the street.

The driver was chatting amiably with Yu Laonian. Back when the driver was young, he had attended Yu Laonian's classes, so they were practically apprentices and master to each other. Naturally, they were happy to see each other again.

Yu Dawei stuffed the tools into the back door of the bus, and his mother came to his side as soon as he turned around.

She first clung to the back of the car, secretly glancing at Yu Laonian in the distance, before turning back and taking out several crumpled hundred-yuan bills from her pocket, stuffing them into Yu Dawei's pants pocket.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Yu Dawei didn't want the money and reached out to take it out.

“When you’re out and about, you have to spend money everywhere! Don’t worry, this is my own savings.” Zhang Yunqin hurriedly pressed down on her eldest son’s hand. “Your dad has been supporting two students’ education these past two years, and your uncle’s side still needs our help to some extent. Life is much poorer than before, otherwise we could have helped you out.”

"Mom, what are you saying? I'm already 22, I'll be 23 by the New Year, I'm a grown-up, so don't worry about me." Yu Dawei patted his pocket. "Consider this money a loan from me, I'll definitely pay you back with interest."

"This silly son of yours, taking care of yourself is more important than anything else." Zhang Yunqin rolled her eyes, glancing at Han Jingfan standing not far away. "Alright, Mom won't keep you two lovebirds from being all lovey-dovey."

Zhang Yunqin turned around to make room for the two of them. Seeing that Han Jingfan was still a little shy, Yu Dawei took the initiative to step forward and said, "I'm leaving." "Okay." Han Jingfan nodded, and as if she felt that just saying "okay" was not very polite, she added, "I wish you a safe journey and that you make a lot of money every day."

"Pfft!" Yu Dawei couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Where did you learn that?"

"It's in the book," Han Jingfan tilted her head, "There are 99 more New Year's greetings. Do you want to hear them?"

"No, that's a good point, very helpful." Yu Dawei reached out and patted Han Jingfan's head. "Let's go."

Yu Dawei picked up the old clothes and luggage his mother had prepared for him, said goodbye to his father, older sister, and younger sister, and got into the car.

The family watched the car slowly pass by, and the smoke rising from the chimneys of each house outside the gates, before turning back into their home.

Yu Laonian's eyes flickered. He had just chatted with the driver, Xiao Liu, for a while and heard him say that it seemed the town was going to repair the road after the New Year.

This instantly sparked a thought in Old Yu's mind. If it were true, his eldest son would have hit the jackpot.

Perhaps I can sell this four-wheeled vehicle later; hauling some gravel every day should earn me a good amount of money.

I just don't know if my body can handle it.

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After arriving at the town's recycling station, Yu Dawei started chatting warmly with Duan Dahai.

Upon learning that Yu Dawei wanted to stay with him temporarily, Duan Dahai not only didn't kick him out, but was actually very happy.

He was busy running around the recycling station all by himself, it was rather deserted. Adding more people would just mean adding another pair of chopsticks.

Moreover, Brother Yu had indirectly helped him, so out of consideration for their relationship, he couldn't very well kick him out.

Didn't you see they brought all their clothes and blankets?

He found it somewhat amusing; the meal that the kid had treated him to back then had definitely paid off.

"Brother, are you really planning to repair the car in this freezing weather? It's easy to freeze it." The two sat around the stove, eating roasted potatoes and chatting.

"No problem, Brother Duan. With your treasure trove of knowledge, I can definitely fix the car in a warm and comfortable way." Yu Dawei smiled confidently.

Duan Dahai's eyes lit up!
Baibaoshan, what a great name! In this day and age, who would respect a ragpicker like yourself? But look at Brother Yu, his eyes are always so clear, without the slightest hint of disdain.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and slapped his thigh hard: "Good lad! So you followed me here last time just to buy this car, right?"

"Mhm." Yu Dawei smiled sheepishly. Now that he had the car and Duan Dahai was a trustworthy person, there was nothing he couldn't say.

"Hahaha, I really want to see what Old Wang's face will look like after you fix this car." Duan Dahai only found this amusing. Even if he could fix it, he wouldn't want to do it, nor could he. "But brother, fixing this car is troublesome. Don't end up losing everything."

"Don't worry, Brother Duan. I learned car repair from my dad when I was young, so I have some car repair experience."

“Alright! I’m a few years older than you, and we get along well, so I’ll do my part. Use whatever you like from the junkyard.” Duan Dahai patted his chest, very generous. “But let’s make it clear, safety first. Just don’t set my junkyard on fire.”

Yu Dawei grinned, his right fist slightly clenched: "Brother, you're too generous. Cheers to you."

"Haha, let's have a toast, brothers!" Duan Dahai was taken aback at first, then followed Yu Dawei's example and clinked his fist.

(End of this chapter)