On an unknown suburban section of Marisia

The black Peterbilt 389 was parked on the side of the road, and next to Long Wen's pair of large army boots was Hu Che's small canvas shoes, and Long Wen's voice came from under the car: "Why can't I find out what went wrong this time?" ”

Hu Che: "I've checked everything, and there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it." Long Wen: "It would be nice if Noah could speak 'human words' like 'Benben'." Hu Che: "If you can speak 'human words', you still need us to delay here for half a day?" Come out! I'll see if I can start. ”

Hu Che said and climbed out from under the car, only to see that his face and body were covered with large chunks of engine oil, and his hair was also curled. Hu Che patted the dirt on his clothes and pants and yawned and said, "I finally made up for it, and this happened." Saying that, he walked to the cab, and at this time Long Wen also climbed out from under the car, and he had the same shape as Hu Che, but because Long Wen had a round hairstyle, he didn't look so embarrassed than Hu Che.

It seems that such a scenario can be roughly judged without looking back. Long Wen drove the car, Hu Che was sleeping and didn't know what the reason was, the old scalper as diligent 'Noah' suddenly didn't move, Long Wen got out of the car first to find the reason and woke up Hu Che when he found that he couldn't solve it, after Hu Che got out of the car, the two began to ponder the problem under the car, and in the end to no avail, Hu Che had to decide to try again.

Long Wen, who was covered in oil, leaned on the wheels and took out a Marlboro from his trouser pocket and clamped it between his fingers: "Isn't 'shutdown and restart' a common method when there is a problem with the computer?" Long Wen shouted to Hu Che in the cab, and Hu Che sat in the driver's seat at this time and shouted while trying to start the car: "Why don't you tell me a more 'omnipotent' method?" Long Wen lit a cigarette and replied lazily: "Get a new one." ”

"Whoosh!" A wrench suddenly flew towards Long Wen from the car window, and Long Wen dodged sideways. A wrench brushed the tip of his nose and knocked out the cigarette he had just lit. I only heard the engine in the cab making an intermittent 'coughing' sound like an old grandfather when starting the car, and Hu Che shouted: "If you pay for it, I will change it!" Long Wen got up and picked up the knocked cigarette butt and put it in his mouth again, and asked lazily: "Didn't you ask me?" How can I have any money! ”

"Oh! Oh my god! Hu Che lay on the steering wheel and shouted in despair, at this time Long Wen stepped on the pedal and jumped to the window: "Please tell the financial director, it's almost dark this day, do we ask for help?" Hu Che raised his head faintly, and the clouds were overcast over his head: "Do you know how much savings we have left?" ”

Long Wen: "Noah, this big guy is not allowed to park on the side of the road casually, and the wrecker of the Highway Administration has to be charged." Hu Che looked ahead with a dull gaze: "I haven't eaten meat for half a month~~" Long Wen leaned his elbows against the car window and asked, "Where is this?" ”

At this time, an old pickup truck that looked to be at least thirty years ago slowly leaned towards them after honking its horn at them, and Long Wen looked back and saw an uncle in his fifties sitting in the pickup. , the uncle wears sunglasses, a white Marisian straw hat on his head, a plaid shirt and jeans, and the weather is not yet hot, but he is wearing a pair of flip-flops under his feet!

Long Wen: "Me! There is a style of 'Uncle Marisia Flower'. I saw this uncle walking up to Long Wen with flip-flops. Chong Longwen greeted him warmly, and then smiled politely at Hu Che, who was hugging the car window.

Marisia's native was originally a slightly darkened yellow skin, and this dark skin set off the special whiteness of his exposed teeth. Long Wen looked at the uncle's two rows of smooth white teeth and said hello: "Hey! Hello! Uncle Flower! ”

Uncle Hua is familiar: "Aren't you locals traveling by car?" Long Wen: "Sort of! Uncle Hua pointed at Noah: "There is a problem with the car?" Long Wen: "It should be." It's just that I don't know what's wrong with the road. ”

Uncle Hua didn't invite 'watching' at this time, and walked around Noah Tsai carefully: "It's rare that such an old model of Peterbilt 389 can still be maintained so well. Long Wen saw that the uncle slipped in front of him again and hurriedly asked: "That..."Uncle" I want to ask, I don't have a place to repair the car or contact information nearby?" ”

At this time, 'Uncle Hua' looked triumphant with his hands and arms: "Young man, you really asked the right person." If you are such a 'behemoth' in the general car repair shop, I'm afraid no one will be able to pull the factory, but..."Uncle Hua showed a business card and handed it to Long Wen: "We can do it!" ”

Long Wen and Hu Che looked at each other: "Huh? At this time, I saw Uncle Hua take out his mobile phone and dial: "Hey! A peterbilt 389 broke down. Drive our family's highest-powered trailer over. Hu Che was busy shouting on the side at this time: "Wait, wait, wait." How much do you cost? ”

But at this time, Uncle Hua was still communicating loudly with the person on the other end of the phone as if he hadn't heard it. Hu Che opened his voice at this time and shouted: "I'm asking you how much?" Uncle Hua hung up the phone at this time, and faced Hu Che with two rows of big white teeth, and said with a friendly smile: "The trailer is already on the way!" ”

Hu Che could only stare with his mouth open at this time, Long Wen: "Okay! Under the forced buying and selling, the raw rice was finally cooked and cooked~ I finally don't have to spend the night on the side of the road tonight~~"

While waiting for the tow truck rescue, Long Wen and Uncle Hua talked. Uncle Hua's name is 'Naboo' when he was young, he wanted to be a racing driver, but he has not been able to play well, and then he was forced to make a living and could only turn to behind-the-scenes work, mixed or official or private or illegal, large and small different teams, most of his life has been dealing with wheels, and when he reached the age of knowing his destiny, he felt that he could not afford to toss with the teams that race around, so he resigned and returned to his hometown to open a car repair shop to continue to deal with wheels.

Uncle Nabu said while fanning the wind with a white straw hat in his hand: "I can't become a racing driver in my life, I just hope that my son can realize my dream..." Brat! Over here! When he spoke, the trailer was already very close to him, but there was no intention of slowing down, Long Wen asked nervously at this time: "Why didn't he slow down?" (To be continued......)