However, thinking that her neighbors might be waiting for the cart, Fang Yan still agreed with a tragic expression, "Okay! I'll push it back."
Zhang Jizhou was in a hurry to carry out his mission, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and rode away on his bicycle.
When he was almost at the police station, he realized that he had forgotten to ask Fang Yan if she knew the way back to the village.
However, the thought that she knew so much about Fang Yanyan's affairs meant she must have some knowledge and memories of Fang Yanyan, so she felt a little relieved.
He was right; Fang Yan had inherited the original owner's memories and knew how to get from the county town to Gouzi Village.
But...
Fang Yan had only anticipated that on her way back to the village, if she encountered uphill or downhill sections, she might be pulled along by a handcart.
But she never expected that a "car accident" would happen!
Here's what happened.
Upon seeing that it was Mom pushing the cart, the baby was very sensible. Instead of climbing up and sitting on the cart, he held onto the handlebars with his little hands and pushed the cart with his mother.
Fang Yan had no confidence in her "driving skills" and dared not put the baby on the cart, in case of an accident. If the cart broke, she could compensate for it, but if the baby fell and got hurt, it would be troublesome.
The mother and son continued pushing the cart forward, panting heavily. Before they had gone a hundred meters, Fang Yan discovered that there was a small slope about fifty meters ahead!
Fang Yan: ...
Murphy's Law is really frustrating; what you fear most is what happens most often.
The cart has no brakes, so on a level surface, it will usually stop as soon as the person stops.
On slopes, the only way to control the vehicle is through the strength and skill of the person pushing it.
Looking at the long, sloping little earthen mound from afar, Fang Yan felt a chill run down her spine.
This is the busiest time of the morning. There are students carrying their schoolbags to school, people carrying loads of agricultural products to sell, people buying vegetables, people buying breakfast... it's quite lively.
"Baby, let's wait a bit."
Pedestrians streamed down the slope, and Fang Yan waited on the slope for a while until there were fewer people down there. Then she regrouped and planned to rush down if she couldn't hold onto the cart.
This time, she didn't dare let the baby hold onto the handrail of the cart, afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep up with the speed at which the cart rolled down and would fall over. "Baby, how about you walk down by yourself?"
"Good mommy pushes the stroller together." The baby shook his head.
“But it’s a bit sloping here, and the cart might go too fast. Mommy is worried that you might fall. Please be a good boy/girl, okay?” Fang Yan pointed to the slope and explained to the child.
The baby may not understand the meaning of words like "fast" or "fast," but when his mother tells him to be good, he nods his little head emphatically and agrees, "Okay, baby will walk by himself."
As he spoke, he took short steps and walked down the slope.
Seeing that he was almost at the bottom of the slope, Fang Yan seized the opportunity when there were no pedestrians at the bottom of the slope and began to push the cart down the slope.
"Ahhh! Sir, please move aside, I can't control this cart!"
Damn it!
She had clearly aimed and only started moving when no one was below, but after only a few steps, an old man appeared out of nowhere and was slowly strolling down the slope.
Fang Yan leaned her body backward repeatedly to create greater resistance in order to hold the cart.
But to be honest, with her weight, it's almost negligible for a cart going down a slope.
Fang Yan could only run down the cart while being dragged along, shouting loudly, hoping the old man would cooperate and quickly move aside.
However, as people age, their reaction time becomes somewhat sluggish.
He only heard a girl's voice screaming, and before he could react, she was telling him to quickly hide to the side.
The old man simply stood still.
"Aaaaaah... what do I do? I can't stop this car!!"
Seeing the old man standing still, Fang Yan was almost in tears. Although the consequences of hitting someone with such a primitive means of transportation were probably not too dangerous, the other person was an old man!
Moreover, the momentum from rushing down the slope is quite strong, and she was worried that she might knock the old man away.
Fortunately, just as the cart was about to hit the old man, he finally reacted and "nimbly" dodged to the side.
Although he dodged quickly, he was still hit on the calf by the cart, and he lost his footing and fell to the ground.
Startled, Fang Yan quickly stopped the cart to the side, pulling the baby to her side as she went, then ran towards the old man, asking, "Uncle, are you alright? Where were you hurt?"
"You..." The old man was so angry that he was about to start cursing when he saw Fang Yan and the child beside her. They were both skinny and looked like poor people who hadn't had enough to eat for hundreds of years. He realized that they were children from a poor family, and he was too embarrassed to curse them anymore.
The old man waved to her, "Never mind, you weren't hurt anywhere, you can go now."
Fang Yan, who was already used to this kind of staged accident scam, was stunned for a moment.
In later generations, some malicious people would lie down on the ground even if no one touched them, trying to extort money by staging an accident.
People these days are so simple and honest, it's truly touching!
"No, I need to check if you've been hurt." The old man was so honest, but Fang Yan couldn't bring herself to turn around and leave immediately. "How about I take you to the hospital for a check-up?"
"I already said it's not necessary!" The old man stood up unhappily and paced back and forth a few steps in front of her. "Look, I'm perfectly healthy. I'm not made of mud. How could I break down from a single bump?"
Seeing that the old man didn't seem to be in pain as he walked, Fang Yan guessed that the collision might not have broken any bones, but it must have left some bruises.
She thought for a moment, then went to the bucket, took out a bottle of spring water she had prepared beforehand, and using the bucket as cover, took two packets of homemade ham shortbread from the kitchen and handed them to the old man, saying, "Uncle, this is a little something..."
Before he could finish speaking, the old man interrupted him, "No need, no need to give me anything."
The little boy was quite clever. He recognized that Fang Yan was holding spring water, and he joined in the persuasion, "Uncle, this sweet soup is delicious! If you don't believe me, ask my mom to pour some for you."
“You should call him Grandpa,” Fang Yan corrected the baby’s address while unscrewing the bottle cap and handing the spring water to the old man. “Uncle, would you like to try a sip?”
It was just a sip of water, and the old man didn't feel too guilty, so he tilted his head back and took a big gulp...
Then, I froze!
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