"Okay, we still have the motorcycle. I'll have to ask you to help push it back later..."

"This is a small matter. Once I get back and settle down Comrade Jiang, I will immediately ask a few friends to push him back."

"Okay, I don't know what happened after the fall. I just wanted to send the person back to see his injuries and didn't take care of the car."

Ye Yaodong quickly flattered him, "Director Chen is a good leader who cares about his subordinates. Of course, people are more important at critical times."

Director Chen smiled and nodded, "Of course, things are dead and people are alive. No matter how important the things are, they are not as important as the people. It's too late to go back and look for them after you've seen the damage."

"Yes, but some people don't think so. Director Chen has seen more people than I have eaten salt, so I won't give examples. Let's go to my house first and let Comrade Jiang lie down and rest first."

"Hey, good."

Ye Yaodong helped to lift the person into the handcart again, and the others helped to disperse the villagers who were watching at the door. One of them rode a bicycle, the other a motorcycle, and headed home one after another.

There were not many people watching. There would be a little more at the beginning, but they didn’t wait patiently for two hours. Most of them just watched the excitement, stood for a while and then went back.

At this time, many people have to go back to bed and go out to sea at night.

After sending the injured person home, he called his two brothers and the villagers who had been following to watch the fun. He also called on a few acquaintances to help him.

Other men and women who also had good things to do also came together, planning to go and see the excitement together so that they could be used as conversation materials tomorrow.

They each brought a flashlight, and under the guidance of Director Chen, they walked for 20 minutes to the accident site and found the motorcycle that had rolled down the hillside.

Ye Yaodong and several other young adults looked at the nearby terrain and found a path to climb down. People on the hillside were holding flashlights to help them with lighting.

"Be careful, Dongzi..."

"Watch the road and take your time..."

"I'll just push the car downhill later. I'll push it around the fields to the road over there. I'll be carrying people on my back to the fields over there..."

"Know……"

Ye Yaodong and several young adults carefully walked downstairs by the light of their flashlights.

Each of them also had a headlamp on their head. There were so many lights shining there, and the light was not bad. They slid down as they walked, and it didn't take long before they reached the side of the motorcycle.

After rolling down such a high hillside, there were also surrounding trees and shrubs to block it. Both rearview mirrors of the motorcycle were cracked and crooked, the headlights were also broken, the sidecar was dented and flat, and the tires under the sidecar were

They all flew out, and the iron fenders on the front of the car were cracked and twisted.

A good motorcycle, from its original majestic and handsome appearance, has turned into a miserable appearance with dents, scratches everywhere.

"Ah, it fell like this... What a pity..."

"The tires have all flown off. Let's see where they went."

"It's a pity. It used to be so majestic... I don't know if it can be repaired well..."

"I heard that this car costs tens of thousands, right? Oh, it's such a pity that it fell down like this..."

"Does it have to be so expensive? A car is worth a household worth ten thousand yuan? You probably can't afford it. This car looks quite old..."

"What's old? Duola Feng. If I could have one, I would laugh so hard in my dreams. It's a pity that I can't afford the old one even if I sell it."

"No matter what, you won't even be able to afford the scrap metal after selling it."

"That's right, don't talk about old cars. If I sell them, they won't be worth the scrap metal."

"It's not that you're not worth the money for scrap metal, it's just that no one will buy you."

Ye Yaodong interrupted them while holding the motorcycle, "It's an exaggeration. The leaders have said it. Things are dead, people are alive. Things are created by people. Live and make money, and you are afraid.

Can’t afford these things? When the time comes, you will have everything, but you may even dislike it.”

"Haha, Adong is talking about himself, right? How can we afford it, and we still despise it..."

"Stop talking, just straighten the car and push it down. It's already midnight. When the work is done, there will be no need to go to sea at night..."

"Where did the tire go? I can't find it..."

"If you can't find it, you have to look for it. You spread out to find it. Let's push this car downhill first, otherwise it will always be stuck on the hillside."

"Then push this car down first...be sure and slow down first..."

"Hold the front of the car...or it will keep going down, oh..."

There was a bang and the car fell over again...

The car, which was already in pieces and covered with scars, felt even more worn out and more damaged.

"Don't look for the tires yet. Help push the car first. Someone has to hold the front of the car steady as it goes down..."

Ye Yaodong shouted, and everyone else ran back, and then slowly and steadily pushed the car down.

Two people were left to watch and hold the car while the others continued to look for tires on the hillside.

The people watching on the hillside were so anxious that they couldn't find it for a long time. They also followed it with flashlights and shone around.

After a while, someone shouted, "Found it, here it is."

"It'll be great if you find it."

"I don't know if I can repair it if I take it back. We probably don't have anyone who can repair motorcycles from all over the country."

"Just kidding, you may not be able to find someone who knows how to repair it even if you go to town or county."

"Then isn't this car totaled?"

"Push it back first. No matter if it's going to be scrapped, it's not ours anyway."

It is obviously much easier to walk on a flat road than pushing it down a slope. Although the sidecar is crooked and there is a tire missing underneath, there are people behind you who help to straighten it, so it is still very simple to push it.

They pushed it carefully and slowly along the path in the field. It was really heavy, but there were many of them, so it was okay to take turns pushing it together.

Director Chen looked at the car that was in pieces and felt regretful in his heart, "It fell too hard..."

"There was nothing I could do. It fell completely from the hillside and only one wheel came out. It was pretty good. Fortunately, I was wearing a helmet, otherwise I wouldn't know what the fall would be like."

"Yeah, what you said makes sense. Fortunately, he's fine. It's just broken bones and bruises."

Father Ye interrupted, "Push it back first, then push it back."

"Yes, push it back first. It's almost 12 o'clock. It's already midnight. Thank you for your hard work. If you go to sea at night, you won't have any rest at this time..."

"It's okay. Let's rest for a night to recharge our batteries."

Father Ye couldn't help but keep looking at him, cursing in his heart: He had already been recuperating for a day, and he still needs to recuperate? He had been recuperating for half a month before, and now he has only been out at sea for one day, and he has to rest for two days in a row.

Already?

Everyone walked and chatted, pushing the car all the way back to Ye Yaodong's house, and then, with Director Chen's thanks, everyone went back to their homes.

Since Ye Yaodong pushed the car into the yard, he has been holding the tires there to figure out how to repair them.

Although he has never learned how to repair a motorcycle, men are naturally sensitive to mechanics and will always want to study and ponder.

"Don't look at it. Let's go inside and go to bed. It's all broken like this. We can only wait until tomorrow to take a look and check it."

"Director Chen, this motorcycle has been smashed like this. Can we just report it for scrap?"

"You have to file a report, get a repair report, and go through the formalities. This is public property. If it is scrapped, it will be sold as scrap metal. The price of the property must be clearly stated."

"Then can I buy the scrap metal?"

When Lin Xiuqing heard the news of their return, she came out and watched. However, Ye Yaodong was shocked to death. She opened her mouth wide when she heard this.

It turns out he wasn’t just talking about it that night!

Really moved my mind!

However, if she could really buy it like scrap metal, it wouldn't be a loss, she would be making money. She didn't dare to say anything, biting her lower lip to hold back, fearing that she would be a disservice and would be bad if she said the wrong thing.

"Ah? You really want it? This may not be repairable, it's all broken like this."

Ye Yaodong originally mentioned it when he saw it in the county town before. Director Chen thought he was just talking, but he didn't expect that he was really moved.

"I'll buy it and give it a try. If it can't be repaired and sold as scrap metal, I won't suffer a loss. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the means to buy it. It's for military use and I can't afford it."

When he found this car and saw its broken state, Ye Yaodong knew that his opportunity had come.

As expected, Ah Qing has a good tongue and tells him what he wants. Soon there will be a big item in the house.

I just finished talking in the evening, and now the car is delivered to my door.

This is a super super super super big item!

Ordinary people can't buy it. If you can get it as scrap metal, you will make a lot of money.

As for whether it will be repaired or not, that's another matter. There won't be this store after passing this village. Let's get it first. The boat will go straight to the bridge.

Even if he doesn't know how to repair, he can still research and learn, or he can ask Uncle Zhou who drives a tractor to help. The principles of the machine should be interoperable.

Uncle Zhou usually repairs some problems with tractors himself. He has been driving tractors for more than ten years and has been sent out to learn repairs before.

There was a motorcycle for him to study and repair, and he would probably do it for free.

The opportunity to buy it is probably this one. If I don’t buy it this time, I will probably have to wait many years later, when I have made a lot of money, I can spend all my money to buy a new motorcycle.

He still prefers this kind of sidecar, which looks more majestic. Moreover, it is military-style and covered in military green, which makes it look more handsome and attractive.

Director Chen touched his chin and thought for a moment, "Selling scrap metal is not that simple and can be easily resold to others. After all, it is military supplies and they are all numbered. I will think about it for a while and think about it tonight, and we will talk about it tomorrow.
To be continued...