Chapter 126: More Failure Than Success
Hearing this, Old Man Chen was stunned and pointed at the tricycle lane, "Can you drive this car?"
Of course not.
But this is his only chance to get close to Su Yumian, he can't give up.
"Just tell me how to do it."
After saying that, Fu Quezhou walked to the tricycle, grabbed the handlebars, straddled the tricycle, and sat on it.
Old man Chen opened his mouth to stop it, but his lower back was so painful that he had no choice but to accept this solution.
He came to the front of the car and explained to Fu Quezhou in detail which was the accelerator and which was the brake.
"If it really doesn't work, drive slower and put safety first." Old man Chen advised.
“…Okay, got it.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Quezhou twisted the accelerator with his right hand.
The tricycle was the hardest to control, and since it was his first time operating one, he twisted the accelerator and the car rushed forward suddenly, almost hitting the wall.
He quickly squeezed the brake with his left hand to avoid a collision.
Seeing him like this, Old Man Chen was really worried for him, while Father Su watched coldly from the side.
A CEO born with a silver spoon in his mouth would drive a tricycle?
The impact of this scene was beyond his imagination.
After trying this several times, Fu Quezhou gradually understood the power principle of the tricycle and slowly got on the road.
Fu Quezhou, who was used to riding in luxury cars, couldn't stand the bumpy tricycle, which made his butt hurt.
At this time, a small truck carrying goods was coming from the opposite direction, and Fu Quezhou was driving a tricycle in the middle of the road.
The driver of the pickup truck was forced to honk his horn frantically, but he had not yet mastered how to turn the steering wheel.
Because a tricycle is different from a car, he, who is used to driving a car, didn't know to release the accelerator with his right hand, and instead drove faster and faster.
In addition, when he was about to hit the vehicle, he suddenly turned the direction, and the tricycle and the driver rushed out of control into the sewer ditch on the side of the road.
Seeing this, the truck driver hurriedly stopped the car and yelled at Fu Quezhou as soon as he got out of the car, "Do you know how to ride a bike? You almost hit me, you know that?"
The tricycle tilted and fell into the gutter, and the fish bucket also fell over, with fish scattered everywhere.
Fu Quezhou was not much better off. The moment the tricycle rushed into the sewer, he fell down and his knees hit the concrete floor of the sewer.
Seeing how miserable he was, the truck driver softened his tone and asked, "How are you?"
Fu Quezhou glanced at his pants with torn knees and stretched out his hand, saying, "I'm fine, help me."
Seeing this, the truck driver muttered, "Why are you riding a bike in the middle of the road? You must have met me, otherwise I would have scolded you."
Despite what he said, he still reached out to pull him up and helped him to straighten the tricycle.
Looking at the fish jumping all over the ground, he hurriedly said, "The water is gone, what should we do with these fish?"
"If they are sent over quickly, they can still survive." Fu Quezhou ignored the stinging knees and bent down to pick up the fish one by one and put them back into the bucket.
Seeing this, the pickup driver helped him pick up the fish and put them back into the bucket. Afterwards, he asked, "Are you really okay? Don't wait until I'm gone to sue me for hit-and-run."
Although it was a non-contact car accident, it was a motor vehicle, so he must have some responsibility.
Hearing the driver's words, Fu Quezhou gave a wry smile and rode onto the tricycle lane. "It's not your fault. Go ahead and relax."
After saying that, he started the tricycle again and drove away.
The truck driver watched him go away and muttered, "What a weird guy."
Then he got in the car and drove away.
During the time they were delayed, the morning market had already ended. Seeing that Old Man Chen had not arrived yet, Xiaohui prepared to call back again to ask.
As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard the familiar clanging sound of a tricycle.
He and Su Yumian looked up at the same time and saw a tall figure getting off his tricycle.
The two were stunned and walked over quickly.
Xiao Hui was stunned when he saw it was Fu Quezhou, and subconsciously asked, "Why are you here? Where is my grandfather?"
Fu Quezhou glanced at Su Yumian and saw that he was still cold, which made him feel a pang of pain in his heart.
He retracted his gaze and walked around to the back of the truck, preparing to lift the fish bucket down. "Master Chen is at home."
Xiao Hui glanced at him and asked, "Why doesn't my grandfather come and deliver it himself?"
Fu Quezhou paused and didn't tell him about Old Man Chen's sprained waist. He just said, "I have nothing to do anyway, so I came to see him off. What's wrong with that?"
Xiao Hui was stunned. Hearing him speak so matter-of-factly, he was slightly angry. "Brother, don't you see what time it is now? The morning market has already ended and you just came. Who should I sell the fish to?"
Fu Quezhou was stunned. He was in such a hurry to get there that he didn't check the time. He also had a car accident on the way and was delayed a lot of time.
He opened his mouth but ultimately gave no explanation. He lowered his head and said, "...I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time."
Hearing this, Su Yumian looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect that the high-ranking President Fu would say sorry.
Looking down, Su Yumian noticed that he was covered in dirt, and his suit pants had two holes in them, revealing his bruised knees. He looked really miserable.
But there was no trace of sympathy in his eyes, instead, it was full of contempt, "He is more likely to cause trouble than to help."
When Fu Quezhou heard this, he lowered his head even more. Now he looked like a child who had done something wrong.
Seeing him in such a state of disgrace, Xiao Hui couldn't bear to say any more words of blame. "Forget it, let's carry the fish in and keep them in the fish pond."
"…good."
The two of them worked together to carry the fish back to the fish stall, and Su Yumian made no secret of her disgust for him.
After pouring all the fish into the fish pond, Xiaohui saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he deliberately tried to find a topic to talk about.
"Brother, are you hungry? There's a rice noodle roll over there. I'll go get some."
Su Yumian touched his empty stomach and felt a little hungry. "Okay."
"Then you wait."
Xiaohui took out twenty yuan from the cash box and bought three bowls of rice noodle rolls.
He handed one of the rice rolls with chili sauce to Su Yumian and said, "This one is yours."
Then he handed the other one to Fu Quezhou, "Here, this one is yours."
Fu Quezhou was stunned, a little surprised, "And mine?"
Hearing this, Xiao Hui pursed his lips and rolled his eyes at him: "Don't talk like I'm the landlord who treats the farmhands harshly. I can eat as much as I want."
Hearing this, Su Yumian was choked for a moment, because of the chili pepper, he choked and started coughing violently.
Seeing this, Fu Quezhou quickly picked up the bottle of mineral water on the ground, unscrewed the lid and handed it to him, saying, "Mianmian, drink some water to relieve the spiciness."
Su Yumian simply chose to ignore the water he handed her and took another bottle for herself.
Fu Quezhou looked extremely embarrassed with his hand raised in the air, and in the end he could only silently screw on the lid and put it aside.
Xiaohui looked at Fu Quezhou, then at Su Yumian, sighed silently, and continued to eat noodles with his head down.
Alas, it seems that Fu Quezhou’s road to atonement and recovery of his wife is long and difficult.
At this time, a customer came over, glanced at the three people having lunch, and asked, "Are you still selling fish?"
Hearing this, Su Yumian raised his head hastily, with a half-eaten rice noodle roll still on his lips. He mumbled, "Sell! What kind of fish do you want?"
The customer pointed to the fish pond and said, "I want this one."
"Okay, I'll be right there..."
Just as Su Yumian was about to stand up, Fu Quezhou held her back and said, "You eat first, I'll go."
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