Haijiang City is a small city, but even such a third-tier city has a clear urban division.

For example, in the eastern part of the city, it is inhabited by some of the city's wealthiest people, where the neon lights flicker every night, making it easy to see the flowers.

In the west of the city, it belongs to the civilian area, although it is stronger than the slums in the south of the city, but people also have to get up early and work hard every day to eat a good meal in this unstable period.

The starting point of our story takes place in such an ordinary civilian area.

On this early spring evening, as usual, Yang Lan, who had finished a day of study, settled her sister and prepared to go to the repair shop where she had worked for three years to start her day's work.

Along the way, the business of the food stalls on the street was booming, and the owners of each stall greeted him warmly when they saw Yang Lan, which seemed to have become a habit.

After all, they are low-level businessmen who rely on traditional machinery to do business, if the guy who eats is broken, they will come to trouble Yang Lan, a young man, and they will become familiar with each other.

In addition, Yang Lan's child's family situation is not very optimistic, and she has become a well-known celebrity.

What happened ten years ago seems to be just yesterday, and a harmonious family is only left with an eight-year-old child and a little girl who will never see the light of day at the age of five.

"Old man, I'm coming."

Yang Lan, who walked in the door, shouted at the old man sitting in front of the TV, picked up the screwdriver on the tool rack by the door, and began to prepare.

"Don't start working as soon as you come, come and watch TV with me."

The old man's name is Scotty, and he runs the only repair shop in the civilian area, repairing some commonly used household appliances, and occasionally repairing worn-out classic cars and outdated cleaning robots that are about to be obsolete.

Scotty is a lot old, gray-haired, outsiders have never seen him have a family, his temper is more eccentric, the store has been open for a long time, and he usually has little business, but he doesn't seem to care, and he gets by. I hold the TV every day, and I have no intention of doing business at all.

Such a virtual shop seems to have begun to change after Yang Lan came.

The deserted business has improved, but Scotty is still the same as before, putting all the things he collects in the store, and when he is in a good mood, he will fix it himself, and the rest will wait for Yang Lan to come and let him be responsible.

"Hey, you're making me lazy."

Yang Lan obediently moved a chair and sat next to Scotty.

"You bastard, there's a lot of nonsense."

Scotty gave him a blank look and continued to stare at the screen.

"According to the latest express of the Federation, the new battleship Exirion is nearing completion, the series of battleships will use a new gravitational kinetic traction power source, which can do long-distance interstellar jumps, and is also the Federation's latest combat main ship, we expect it to bring new power to the Federation in the future, let us wait and see."

The beautiful hostess of the TV, who is in a dimly lit metal-based processing plant, seems unwilling to let everyone see the full picture of the Exilion.

The gray expanse also seems to indicate that a new chapter is about to begin.

Scotty said lightly: "The scientists of the Federation are all rice buckets, and a gravitational kinetic energy towed warship has been developed for so long, and when the Empire really fights, I don't know if this thing is useless." ”

"The Federation is in a hurry, the recent harassment of the emperor ** at the border has begun to slap the face of the upper echelons of the Federation, and if they don't throw out some heavyweight news, I'm afraid that the people below won't be able to suppress it."

Yang Lan yawned, played with the induction cooker in his hand, and disassembled the base by dividing it by two, and it seemed that the line was aging.

"Hey, whether it's the Exilion-class or the Wimbledon-class, they can only be regarded as undisclosed warships, and they are still a little short of the level of science fiction."

The old god Scotty was complaining, as if he didn't think this thing was interesting.

"Now that the economy is so depressed, the manufacturing industry is like a steel bar put into a cooling pool, a black patch, so many workers have been laid off, and the government has not ordered reforms, but wants to start a war, which is simply stupid."

Yang Lan said expressionlessly, as if she was very disdainful of the government's behavior.

"Heh, you kid has a big heart now, and even the bad things about the government are so smooth, not bad, yes, with my demeanor."

Scotty said this with excitement on his face, not caring at all that his employees were debating whether the government's actions would implicate him.

Yang Lan ignored him, stood up, and prepared to start the work at hand.

At this time, someone pushed the door into the store, and Yang Lan looked at the door like Uncle Wang, who was in the watch shop at the door.

"Xiao Yang, my classic car can't be sent again, you come and show me."

As soon as Uncle Wang came in, he hurriedly stepped forward to take Yang Lan's hand, and didn't ask the boss who was sitting there watching TV.

Yang Lan and Scotty also seem to get used to it, Yang Lan follows Uncle Wang out of the repair shop, while Scotty still sits by the TV and watches his news reports.

Uncle Wang's classic car still uses an old gasoline engine, which has a history of at least 40 years, and Yang Lan didn't know where to start when he repaired it for the first time, and later learned how to repair it from Scotty's worn-out book.

"Uncle Wang, I don't think you should repair this car, maybe you can sell it to the museum, and you can buy a new car back."

Yang Lan joked, but his hand movements were not idle, he skillfully opened the hood and carefully checked the status of the engine.

"Ha, don't say that, although this classic car is about the same age as me, the power is still strong, and it is much cooler to drive than those new energy vehicles now."

When Uncle Wang talks about his car, he talks more about the clock in his shop.

"You have to be careful, maybe one day the government will issue an order and all fuel vehicles will be forcibly scrapped."

"Eh, you kid, why can't you say something good, although the Federation has been finished in the past few years, but he also has to look at the situation, and now he still drives this kind of car, in addition to old people like us, there are also those rich people, he can't offend those people too."

Uncle Wang was a little unhappy, but he didn't continue to talk when he saw that Yang Lan's hand movements were not idle.

"Okay, okay, there's something wrong with the spark plug, Uncle Wang, you get in the car and light the fire."

Uncle Wang still has a lot of trust in Yang Lan's technology, and as soon as he opened the car door, plugged in the key and twisted it, the engine made a "sudden" sound.

Uncle Wang put down the glass with a smile and said to Yang Lan: "Xiao Yang, you really don't have to say anything about your craftsmanship, you calculate how much money for me, I'll send it to you later." ”

"Forget it, it's all a small problem, and I haven't changed the parts, so I don't charge money."

Yang Lan picked up a rag and wiped her hands, and closed the hood with a quick movement.

"Eh, I won't give you the good money, so I'll take Xiaozi to my house for dinner in a hurry."

When he heard that he didn't want money, Uncle Wang smiled even more happily, but he seemed a little embarrassed to take advantage of others, so he hurriedly instructed Yang Lan.

"Okay, okay, Aunt Wang's pork stewed vermicelli Xiaozi also thinks about it every day."

After the two exchanged a few words, Yang Lan opened the door of the repair shop and turned around and walked in.

He closed the door of the store with his backhand, tightened the collar of his jacket and sighed: "The temperature in Haijiang City is still so low in early spring." ”