Chapter 410: My Hands Are Itchy

Fu Yingshao waited for a while, and then saw Leng Xiangdong leading two people over.

One of them was in charge of the formal guest house, and the other, walking and shaking, looked about the same age as the old shepherd.

"It's okay, this master is said to have driven a big truck back then."

Leng Xiangdong helped the old man to walk in front of Fu Yingshao.

Boss Fu's expression was stunned for a moment.

"This old man?" He determined to the east towards the cold.

"Well, it's this big brother who helped me find it, we're lucky, this master lives in their backyard."

Leng Xiangdong helped the old man to the front of the car: "Your old man can help me take a look, we really don't understand this."

The old man picked up the wrench on the ground, bent over, lowered his head, and his eyes were about to be glued to the machine.

Fu Yingshao was afraid that he would bump into him, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it: "You ......"

"I'm old, and my eyes are a little bit uncomfortable." The old man said apologetically.

Fu Yingshao looked at Leng Xiangdong.

Leng Xiangdong had a momentary weakness in his heart, but he still said quickly: "It's okay, the veteran is out, a top two!" ”

He gave Fu Yingshao a strong look: I can't care so much now, think about the girl who drives the car and never looks back, she can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

Fu Yingshao took a deep breath, took off his gloves and stuffed them into his pocket.

took off his coat again and handed it to Leng Xiangdong.

The sleeves of the sweater were pulled up to the elbows, and the cool breeze blew, and a layer of goosebumps got on his arms, which made him suddenly think of Leng Qingzhu, last time he called a baby, and the girl was the same.

There is no shyness that a girl should have, but she calls her a daughter-in-law, and her face is crimson with shame.

This baby, I don't know where I've gone now, and I don't know how to look back.

"Uncle-" He wanted the old man to tell him what the problem might be, and he would fix it himself, otherwise with the old man's eyes, he was afraid that he would not see tomorrow.

I saw the car that had gone away before and came back.

"Huh" pulled over, and Leng Qingzhu got out of the car: "What's the matter?" Not on fire? ”

Fu Yingshao's mood instantly relaxed, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, the car can't catch fire." ”

"I'll see." Leng Qingzhu's eyes flashed with excitement.

Moved her fingers, took off her gloves, stuffed them into her pockets, took off her coat, and was about to hand it over to Boss Fu, but Fu Yingshao walked past her, knocked on the window glass of the back seat, and called the people inside.

"The car is broken, come out and take a look."

Leng Xiangdong walked over and put on his sister's clothes: "Hello again, when I catch a cold when I turn around, I know how comfortable it is to play the hanging bottle." ”

He hung Fu Yingshao's clothes on Leng Qingzhu's body and muttered in a low voice: "That guy has too many things, if this clothes are dirty, he won't be anxious to look back at me." ”

Leng Qingzhu: "......"

Xi Lie was dragged out of the car and stood in front of the car, and the old master knew that this was an expert and gave up his position.

"This car should be very easy to repair, why didn't I find anything wrong?"

"The car is new now, and it's different from the car you used to have back then." Leng Qingzhu stood beside the old master and comforted him.

The old master nodded, feeling better.

His eyes were on Xi Lie.

Xi Lie chattered: "There is no problem with the high-voltage line, no problem with the spark plug, no problem with the compression ratio, it is not a matter of gas distribution." ”

He was about to take off the tank and check the oil circuit.

Leng Qingzhu couldn't help but say: "Let's see if it's a matter of valve clearance!" ”

Several pairs of eyes looked at her at the same time, and Leng Xiangdong hurriedly said, "Qingzhu is joking, she doesn't understand this at all." ”