"Good boy."
In the eyes of adults, the ignorant children are more well-behaved, the more they will feel wronged by the children. Lao Hu also saw that there were no taxis on the whole road, so he anxiously pointed to his motorcycle, "Xiao Yu, are you waiting? You are going to be late when you get to the car, how about I ride you off?"
"Uh... can I skip the ride? I still want to ride a tricycle."
Xiaoyu was crying when he was wronged. He was a victim of a traffic accident just now. He watched his tricycle collide with a speeding motorcycle. This kind of psychological shadow may not dissipate for a while. Shen Dapeng's sentence "I still want to make a tricycle", coupled with the little expression of tears, almost didn't make Shen Dapeng laugh.
"Uncle Hu, let's not scare the kids anymore. Your Jialing 70 motorcycle must have created an indelible shadow on Xiao Yu for a lifetime."
Shen Dapeng’s remarks were not meant for Lao Hu, but he was joking with Xiaoyu, hoping to relax Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, you are a little man, you can’t be intimidated by a small motorcycle. do you know?"
"Oh, I'm a man." Xiao Yu's quirky eyes blinked, but his eyes still refused to look at the Jialing 70 behind Lao Hu.
"Forget it, blame me for scaring the children and stop riding a motorcycle." Old Hu Zheng said, and a motorized three-wheeled vehicle drove up not far away. Although not as fast as a taxi, it was much faster than a human-powered three-wheeled vehicle. "Xiao Yu, let's take a three-wheeled motorized ride, otherwise you will be late."
"This is acceptable."
Xiaoyu finally nodded in approval. Old Hu hurriedly waved his hand and stopped the motor tricycle. After holding Xiaoyu into the motor tricycle, he seemed to remember that Su Huaren who was injured by him was still there.
In a panic, he looked back at Su Huaren and looked at Shen Dapeng again, "I am a pork seller in the big market, and you know that if you ask me, Lao Hu, please help me take care of that old man. If you have any questions, please call me anytime..."
"Okay, I remember."
Shen Dapeng nodded sincerely in agreement, then walked to the position of the motorized three-wheeled driver and handed over five yuan, "Master, there is no need to find the change, please send the children to the Second Experimental Primary School safely."
"No problem, no problem."
According to the distance of the distance, the normal price of the motorized three-wheeler is only two or three yuan. Shen Dapeng gave five yuan, and he said that he didn't need to change it. Of course, the master happily accepted the free money.
With a rush of black smoke from the exhaust pipe, the motorized three-wheeler quickly disappeared from sight. Shen Dapeng did not know whether the tricycle master knew what he meant by emphasizing'safe delivery', but he treated people with honesty and honesty. Looks like, there shouldn't be any problems.
When Shen Dapeng returned to Su Huaren's side, he found that Su Huaren's face became more ugly, the collar around his neck was soaked in cold sweat, his injured left leg stretched out straight, and his breath was trembling, "Uncle Su, I Seeing that your injury is quite serious, don't stand up, let's go to the hospital quickly."
"Oh, Dapeng, I'm fine, I..."
"Uncle Su, just listen to my advice, if something really happens, Su Su still must not wrong me? I can't bear the responsibility for this matter."
Shen Dapeng reached out and helped Su Huaren get out of the car. Originally, he wanted to take a taxi to take Su Huaren to the hospital, but suddenly remembered that Lao Hu hadn’t gotten a taxi for a long time. Because he was worried about Su Huaren’s injury, he had to get on a tricycle. On the seat, "Uncle Su, you are seated, I will pedal you to the hospital."
"Don't, don't, you are a top student of Mizuki University, a national champion, how can you do three rounds, get down quickly, it's really impossible for me to take another car to the hospital."
"What is a high-achieving student, what is a champion, how important is the body."
Involuntarily speaking, Shen Dapeng stepped on the pedals and tentatively turned backwards for a few laps. After confirming that there was no problem with the chain, he slowly moved forward carefully.
It’s not that Shen Dapeng doesn’t know how to do three rounds, just a careful calculation. He probably hasn’t stepped or even touched him in more than ten years, especially after he went to the capital, he has basically never seen him before. If you let him drive , He is not a problem. As for this tricycle, he will inevitably feel unfamiliar, but fortunately, it is not easy to fall over three wheels.
Thinking of this, Shen Dapeng laughed like a self-deprecating laugh. When he didn't pay attention to slipping under his feet, he stepped on the pedals empty, and his whole body was stunned down. Fortunately, the hands were still tight, and he didn't fall off the seat.
"Dapeng, you don't want to kick, even if you exercise every day, kicking three rounds is also physical work, and your child can't stand it."
Su Huaren waved his hand again and again to signal Shen Dapeng to stop, but Shen Dapeng didn't mean to stop at all, "Uncle Su, don't worry, I will kick to ensure that I can safely send you to the hospital."
"I didn't say you won't, I'm afraid of you... Well, I can't tell."
Su Huaren is a typical northern man. He doesn't like to ask for help or to owe favors. At the beginning of Songbai Building, Shen Dapeng did not hesitate to help him rescue Su Su from the wolf's den with the Zhu family. His great kindness has not been repaid. Now I have to trouble this child who is about the same age as my daughter.
"Haha, Uncle Su, I know what you want to say. It's just that you don't want to owe me favors. Then, I will send you to the hospital to heal your legs. When you are free, can you treat me to dinner and let me Try the lamb soup, siu mai, and beef in sauce that you make yourself?"
Shen Dapeng now thinks about it and feels that his saliva is brewing, "I am a picky person and a nostalgic person. The authentic taste of your sheep soup restaurant cannot be eaten in Beijing."
"What's the authentic taste? It's been more years. There are some familiar recipes. If you like to drink it, I will make it for you when you come to my house."
Speaking of the mutton soup restaurant, Su Huaren suddenly came to his head, as if he didn’t even feel the pain of his injured leg, and approached Shen Dapeng enthusiastically, “My child, let me tell you, mutton soup is really delicious. It's thick, mutton, and vigorous! There is also siu mai, so you have to dip it in our sauce while it's hot, and you won't be able to taste it in others.
"Oh? There are so many things to say? Then can I learn a few cheeky secretly, when will I be greedy in the future, so I can relieve the greedy worms in my belly by myself."
"Do you really want to learn? Ha ha, forget it, you are a student of Mizuki University."
Su Huaren endured the tingling pain and forced a smile. Shen Dapeng will have a smooth journey in the future, whether it is for postgraduate entrance examinations or for opening a company to do business.
"What about college students, don't they all eat and drink Lhasa the same? They will be annoying, tired and greedy.
Shen Dapeng laughed with him and wiped the sweat from his forehead. “It’s really hard work to do three rounds. I thought my physique was good enough. I was already sweating profusely in just a few minutes. Uncle Su, you usually do it every day. Do you pedal from morning to night? Can your body survive?"