Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

"No…Dad…can't! You…don't…do…it."

"I know what Dad wants to say. I can't help him with anything normally, and he never comes home. This is a rare opportunity for me to come back, so please let me come. Just take care of my mom."

Having said that, Mr. Shi, who often deals with waste, is still busy.

Every time he picks up waste, he collects two weeks' worth of it together. The quantity is so large that he can transport it all in one trip, saving the trouble of running back and forth.

He bought a small tricycle when he was treating his wife's illness, and it is now useful.

Normally, he would lock his wife at home and lock the door, and push the tricycle out to carry all the goods in one trip.

If you can't carry everything, just carry some paper on your back. Pile copper, aluminum, scrap iron, scrap steel, etc. under the back of the car, cover them with paper and waste bottles, put a layer of dirty sheets in the bag, tie a rope with it, and you won't make any mistakes if you are careful.

It is a bit tiring after the trip, but it can save a lot of time.

Cheng Cheng was categorizing the thoughts carefully while thinking that it would be great if her golden finger could listen to anyone's thoughts, but why could it only listen to the male protagonist? !

I don’t know what the original father was thinking. The two of them didn’t communicate much, otherwise we wouldn’t have come to this point today.

"Dad, I have something to tell you after we clean up this junk."

"Ah."

After the two of them picked up the waste that was piled up like a small mountain, Father Shi took her to wash her hands and dry them, and then talked about what had just happened.

"Think about what you want to say to me?"

Chengcheng took out the 150 yuan he had prepared and handed it to his father.

"Dad, I earned this money. Please keep it. I know Mom's disease is difficult to treat. I have grown up and I want to share the burden of supporting this family with you."

Father Shi pursed his lips, feeling touched but still refused.

"Dad... has some money,... you... keep it."

"Dad, just take it. I know it's hard for you to run this scrap yard."

"I... don't want... your... hard-earned money."

Cheng Cheng watched as Mr. Shi repeatedly refused and said no more. He simply grabbed his hand and put the money on it to close it.

"Dad, take it. I'll go sell the scrap for you now."

As she was about to stand up, Father Shi saw her like this and quickly stood up and called her to stop.

"Don't! I...I'll go."

Cheng Cheng glanced at the woman squatting in the corner and picking at the wall, smiled bitterly and said, "No need, just stay and take care of mom. Mom doesn't recognize me now, but she recognizes you and is used to being with you, so she feels relieved."

As far as I can remember, she came home half drunk last night and alarmed her parents. At that time, my original self saw her mother's face change and she looked very nervous when she saw her, and she kept pulling her father and yelling.

The original body realized on the spot that he didn't recognize who she was.

The condition didn't seem to be getting better but was getting worse.

Father Shi also understood the situation, and was afraid that she would leave, so he hurriedly told her: "Okay... wait! Dad... will write... a note... for you."

After he finished writing the note and handed it to his daughter, he spoke again to comfort her.

"You...go and sell it...to the factory...that's written on it."

"Okay dad, I'll go right away."

Chengcheng took the note, went out, pushed the car in the yard, parked it and started to park it.

Mr. Shi was worried and came out to help a few times, but then he let her stop him.

He quickly packed up the dirty cloth and rope without any disgust, tied them up, and then opened the gate and rode the tricycle.

The white cloth gloves with oil stains waved to Father Shi and said, "Dad, I'm going to sell the scrap."

"Slowly... ride slowly."

"it is good!"

After she went out to ride, Father Shi took his wife to wash her hands and went back to the room to comb her hair, saying, "Our...Xinling...has...grown...up."

Perhaps because of the clear and unresponsive look in Mother Shi's eyes in the mirror, Father Shi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and let out a sigh.

……

At this time on the street, Chengcheng's strange appearance of wearing a low-cut tight top with a fashionable sequined skirt that was neither too long nor too short and riding a broken tricycle carrying waste attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing passers-by looking at her like that, Cheng Cheng thought she was exposed, so she pulled over and looked at her for a long time before continuing on her way.

There was no navigation in those days, so she found the place by asking people one by one according to the address her father told her in her pocket. It’s embarrassing to say that this is the first time she knows these places after living here for so long.

Fuguan City is quite big, and she is active in only a few places, and I only knew about them when I followed the band members there.

When she got there, someone helped her unload the goods, weighed them, gave her the corresponding money, and then recognized the tricycle.

"Are you selling scrap for that stuttering uncle?"

"Oh yes, you are talking about my father." What the hell is this stuttering uncle? It's so rude of him to give people nicknames randomly.

Hearing that it was her father, the person who said that became nervous and hurriedly explained and apologized.

"He is your father. I'm sorry if I offended you. I didn't mean that."

"My father just speaks a little slowly, it's not a big problem. Please don't make him stutter, it will make him feel uncomfortable."

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..."

"Okay, be careful with your words next time. I'm leaving now."

After delivering the waste and collecting the payment, Chengcheng put on gloves and rode out on the empty tricycle.

What the man said just now made her feel uncomfortable, so she planned to ride her tricycle to go shopping, of course spending the money she had withdrawn from the convenience store in the morning.

I rode my bike to the large vegetable market here and looked around the streets.

I bought a lot of food, including all kinds of meat, vegetables and fruits.

I couldn't spend all the 500 yuan even after buying everything I needed, and I still had nearly 420 yuan left.

The prices at that time were really good. If these things were put in later times, they would cost at least three or four hundred yuan.

He excitedly put the things in the back of the truck and rode the tricycle back to his scrap yard.

Father Shi went out when he heard the sound of the handbrake of the tricycle stopping. He was about to ask how much the tricycle was sold for. Although he wrote down the note, he was still afraid that his daughter would be cheated and suffer losses.

When I got closer, I saw that the back of the truck was full of food.

Father Shi was dumbfounded. "You...you spent all the money...from selling the scraps?!"

"No, Dad, it's all here." Chengcheng took out the money and handed it to him.

Mr. Shi took it and counted it with some concern, and found that the money was correct.

"Where...where did you...get the money to buy...this?" Fei Li asked her while pointing at the things in the truck bed.

Chengcheng got out of the car, took off his white gloves, curled his lips slightly, took out the remaining money in his pocket and shook it.

"Dad, this is the salary I earned. I just started working not long ago."

Father Shi was stunned and asked, "Why... so... much?"

"It's indeed a lot. I've been saving this for a while. It's a legitimate income. Dad, I really want to sing to support you and mom in the future."

"You...save it for yourself...spend it yourself!"

Cheng Cheng put the money away and responded. She thought there was no point in explaining more now, and she would show it with actions when the time comes.