One Hundred and Ninety One. The Fast and the Furious

When Xia Yu came to the motorcycle boy, the motorcycle boy couldn't help but backed away.

"What are you hiding? Grandma won't beat you." Xia Yu had completely entered the role these days.

Logging into an old man's account has no effect on him except that there is no sweet voice to accompany him in the chat.

The main reason is that Yin Shulan's body is very healthy, much better than some young people who stay up late smoking and drinking.

"My legs are a little weak." The motorcycle guy defended himself.

He was indeed a little scared, his family was in a town, and the atmosphere in the town was much better than that in the countryside, fights were rare, let alone road robbery.

It was the first time that someone put a sickle on his neck.

"Then sit down and rest."

After looking at the motorcycle boy and seeing that he was really fine, Xia Yu came to the three robbers on the ground.

He stretched out his foot and kicked the three of them, "Don't pretend to be dead, get up and pick up the money for grandma, if you lose one penny, you don't want to go back today."

Enduring the pain in their bodies, the three of them stood up, picked up all the money that Xia Yu had thrown away to attract the attention of the two robbers, and handed it to Xia Yu.

The other three were not known whether they were blown away by the wind or fell in a remote place. The three of them searched around but couldn't find them, so they each paid a hundred to make up for them.

Putting the money back into his pocket, he waved at the three of them: "Go away."

The three immediately limped off the road.

Coming to the motorcycle boy again, Xia Yu said to him, "You have a cell phone, call the police."

"It's useless to call the police." Even so, the motorcycle boy took out his mobile phone and called the police.

After the motorcycle boy hung up the phone, Xia Yu told him: "Calling the police may be useless, but if something troublesome happens later, whether you call the police or not is two different concepts."

The motorcycle guy nodded half-understood.

"Okay, if you understand, send grandma and me home quickly."

After the motorcycle boy got on the motorcycle, Xia Yu also stepped on it, but the motorcycle boy didn't start the engine for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yu was surprised, ">The locomotive is broken?"

"No, Grandma, I have weak legs. I'm afraid I won't be able to drive the car now. It will be very dangerous." The motorcycle boy gritted his teeth.

It is not easy for a young man to admit this.

"..." Although it was still early, Xia Yu didn't want to stay here to enjoy the breeze.

"By the way, do I have a motorcycle driver's license?" Xia Yu seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact, he was talking to Yin Shulan.

Yin Shulan replied: "Yes, but it hasn't been opened for a year."

There really are?

It seems that when Yin Shulan was young, she also had a magnificent life.

Just have it.

Xia Yu had long wanted to use this body to practice driving. If Yin Shulan didn't have a driver's license, he would still have some headaches, because when he was sixty, he would not be able to take the driver's license test.

However, those who have a driver's license before the age of 60 can still drive normally after the age of 60, but they need to do some inspections.

Without a driver's license, he can only practice driving on a bicycle.

This picture is so beautiful.

Getting off the motorcycle, Xia Yu grabbed the motorcycle boy by the collar, pulled him to the back seat, and let him hold his snack bag.

In the daze of the motorcycle boy, he put on the boy's windproof glasses and sat in front.

"Sit still, grandma is about to start!" Xia Yu started the engine.

In his previous life, he was also a man with a > locomotive driver's license. Technically, although he was not an old driver, he was not bad.

"Ah? Grandma, don't..." Before the motorcycle boy finished speaking, Xia Yu stepped on the gas pedal and rushed out.

"Slow down, slow down!" The motorcycle guy grabbed Xia Yu's shoulders in fear.

Xia Yu didn't drive faster than him, but the fact that the driver was an old lady in her sixties was enough to scare people.

"Don't worry, grandma, I have a driver's license!" Xia Yu sped up after mastering the operation.

"Grandma, grandma, slow down!" Looking at the scenery quickly passing by, feeling the painful wind blowing on his face, the motorcycle boy said loudly.

The wind was so loud that the two could communicate only by shouting.

"Young people are afraid of such a speed, you can't do it!" Xia Yu said loudly.

"Whenever I say I can't do it, even if you go twice as fast, I'm used to it!" The motorcycle boy was provoked by Xia Yu and bragged.

"Okay, grandma, I'm speeding up!"

"Don't, grandma, don't, I'm bragging!"

However, Xia Yu ignored him.

The reason why the motorcycle guy is afraid is because he is afraid of overturning. Although Xia Yu hasn't gotten to drive the LV1 yet, his dexterous LV4 is not just a decoration, but even if an earthen grandson suddenly appears on the road in front of the motorcycle, he can pull the motorcycle boy together, jump off the car in time, and send the car flying to the side fields.

Under the horrified gaze of the motorcycle boy, Xia Yu's speed became faster and faster. After five minutes, he gained the ability to drive LV1, and he raised his speed to the highest level.

Ten minutes later, the village appeared in front of Xia Yu. Xia Yu slowed down and drove towards his home.

Hearing > the sound of the locomotive, the surrounding villagers went out to check.

They were shocked when they saw Yin Shulan was driving the locomotive.

No matter who sees an old lady driving a locomotive, or at a relatively fast speed, they will feel amazed.

Especially the back seat of the old lady with a young guy.

If it were in the city, such a landscape would definitely be photographed and uploaded to the Internet, causing a heated discussion.

Too bad it's in the country.

Yin Ling, who was taking care of her mother at home, was also attracted by the > motorcycle's sound. At this time, Xia Yu had already slowed down, so Yin Ling was surprised but not shocked when she saw grandma riding a > motorcycle.

With a beautiful flick in front of his granddaughter, Xia Yu stopped the motorcycle.

Taking off the windshield, Xia Yu patted the motorcycle guy on the shoulder with some regret: "Your motorcycle is not fast enough."

Although what he heard was to belittle himself > the motorcycle, the motorcycle boy felt that these words were very kind.

Fortunately > locomotives are not available.

At this time, his legs were no longer weak, but his complexion was pale and he was still a little motion sick.

Sitting on the ground on one side, the motorcycle guy needs to rest, he doesn't want to see the >motorcycle at all right now.

Asking Yin Ling to bring him a cup of tea, Xia Yu patted him on the shoulder, took his snack bag, and took ten yuan notes from home for him, and then ignored it.

When he came to the yard, he took out the recliner, lay on it comfortably, took out a bag of potato chips and a can of Coke from the snack bag, and started eating and drinking.

This is the life he should enjoy.

Waving for Yin Ling, who was standing aside and watching secretly, Xia Yu was feeding his granddaughter potato chips.

Yin Ling was very similar to An Siyao, feeding her was like feeding an infant An Siyao.

Moreover, girls really like potato chips and coke, unlike An Siyao, who doesn't look like she's eating delicious food even if she's feeding them white jade dumplings.

Seeing the satisfied and happy expression on Yin Ling's face, Xia Yu felt satisfied.

After working so hard all my life, I got such a lovely granddaughter, my life is already perfect.

After finishing the potato chips and coke with his granddaughter, Xia Yu gave the girl another bag and let her play by herself.

Yin Shulan was nagging in Xia Yu's mind, saying that it's better to eat eggs or buy some meat, these words are not nutritious.

In order to get her to stop nagging, Xia Yu said, "Tomorrow at noon, you take a jar or other container to the south of town, in the open space next to the electric tower, and bury the container. Give half a million in cash. Remember to stick a stick in the open space to mark it."

"Okay." Yin Shulan was indeed distracted.

Eight hours later, Xia Yu returned to his body. Picking up Tuo Yu's diary, he looked at today's events, and Youxue called him and asked him to take some photos while traveling.

Xia Yu thought for a while, took a selfie of himself, and sent it to Youxue.