Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

Seeing Uncle Ren standing not far away with a dilapidated travel bag, Wu Bei hurried over.

Wu Bei took the travel bag in his hand and asked puzzledly, "Uncle, why did you come here?"

"Unlucky..."

Uncle Ren shook the sweat from his forehead, and briefly told the story.

He dared to take a long-distance bus back to Chongshi in the afternoon. Because of a cold, he took a few more pills. When he woke up, he had already arrived at the passenger terminal, and the door was locked. The old man even smashed the window and climbed the wall.

The passenger terminal is not too far from the wholesale market, and there is no way to get a taxi at this point, so Uncle Ren rushed to look for Wu Bei.

"Uncle, take a break first, I still have something to do here, I'll accompany you when I'm done..."

Wu Bei took his travel bag and beckoned Uncle Ren to the courtyard.

"A flat tire?"

Uncle Ren tilted his head to look at the truck, then walked straight over.

"That's not how you work, get up and watch me!"

Uncle Ren pulled away Luo Hu who was fiddling with the jack, supported it skillfully, and then pressed down.

In less than ten seconds, the punctured tires of the truck were suspended in the air.

"Uncle, let's go find the tire changer!"

Seeing this posture, Qi Jinlong and Wang Shun hurriedly turned around and ran away.

"What kind of tire changer do you want? Not only is it slow, but it also consumes electricity. Get me a short crowbar, an air pump and tire sealant are enough!"

Uncle Ren squatted on the ground, watched carefully for a few seconds, and waved his hand as a signal.

Wu Bei leaned over unexpectedly: Uncle, do you know how to repair a tire?

"Remove the word ah, I have been the captain of the car team for more than ten years, this little problem can be solved with eyes closed!"

Uncle Ren turned the tire slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's too wicked. The outer tire is not affected much by the red-hot nails. The inner tube must have burned a lot."

"Can you make it up, uncle?"

Rahu bit his lips and asked.

Uncle Ren stretched out five fingers, and said lightly: "Make up one every five minutes. If it exceeds the time limit, it will be regarded as a regression in my craftsmanship. You guys put up the headlights for me, and prepare a big washbasin and file for half a basin of water, oh yes I'll give you a whole mouthful, I'll be so hungry!"

With the command of professionals, everyone immediately got busy.

After a while, the lights outside the courtyard were brightly lit.

Uncle Ren was in charge of repairing the tire, and the others either helped or removed the tire. Even Zhao Nianxia, ​​Shi Shi and Mrs. Ma also joined the battle.

In the early morning when the temperature dropped sharply, everyone was busy and sweaty.

As dawn approached, around 04:30, the emergency repair work finally came to an end, leaving only two or three cars with unfinished tires.

And Uncle Ren couldn't bear it anymore, he sat down on the ground, panting and beating his lower back, his clothes and trousers were soaked in sweat, as if he was fished out of the water tank.

After all, he is no longer young, and his body is a bit bloated. After squatting for a long time to work, his spine and waist hurt like thousands of small bugs biting at the same time.

"Little bald head, you said you did it!"

Uncle Ren motioned to Luo Hu with a painful expression.

"No, just watch it all!"

Luo Hu grinned, and quickly took off a tire with a crowbar. Although he wasn't too quick, he was quite savvy.

"Uncle, drink some water! I'll ask Mrs. Ma to come down for you, soon!"

Wu Bei felt distressed while rubbing the old man's shoulders and back, while handing over a bottle of mineral water.

He was yelling and hungry all night, but he was so busy that he didn't even have time to catch his breath, let alone something.

"Xiao Wu, you have to be more careful. No matter who is trying to punish you, if you don't succeed after putting in so much effort, you will definitely not let it go!"

Uncle Ren was really thirsty, he gulped down a few mouthfuls of mineral water before belching.

"Well, I'll pay attention!"

Wu Bei nodded heavily.

"Beep.."

At this moment, several tool carts full of repair equipment came from far to near with double flashes.

A large group of strong men in maroon overalls of "Brother Auto Parts" jumped down from the car.

One of the middle-aged men in a white shirt and black trousers looked out of place in the crowd.

As soon as he got out of the taxi, his eyes rolled around, as if looking for someone.

"Brother Lang!"

Zhao Nianxia just came out of the courtyard, jumped over and ran over, and complained coquettishly: "Why did you come here, the car has been repaired!"

The man pampered Zhao Nianxia's hair and explained: "I don't know who's heartless parked an excavator on the way here, blocking the road tightly."

"and then?"

Zhao Nianxia asked curiously.

"I asked the brothers to dismantle the forklift! Not a single screw was taken, and then I was taken to the waste collection station, and the waste had to be returned!"

The man responded with a smile on his face, as if he was saying that he just opened a courier with ease.

The kind of domineering and banditry emanating from the inside out cannot be imitated by ordinary people at all.

The man asked again immediately, saying, why don't you go back to the country of Ke.

"Oh, what a lot to talk about!"

Zhao Nianxia hurriedly interrupted, and dragged him to Wu Bei's side: "Mr. Wu, let me introduce you..."