In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 212 Winter Wilderness Rescue?

Yu Dawei drove Xiao Hong back to the factory. Brother Duan was kind and kind, leaving some food for these guys, and it was still warm, so they didn't need to get up and make breakfast.

Axe and Lao Ji were very happy. These past few days, A Gui had been eating well, dressing warmly, and being treated like a darling by everyone. His thin body was starting to gain weight, and his face no longer had that lifeless expression. He would even occasionally take the initiative to talk to Lao Ji and Axe.

It's just that because they can't speak and don't know sign language, it's quite difficult for them to express themselves.

But Lao Ji and Fu Zi never looked down on Xiao A Gui, a fact that even Xiao A Gui himself could sense.

In villages in Northeast China, mute people are actually quite common. Not only that, there are also people with congenital intellectual disabilities, and some villages even have mentally ill people or blind people. Basically, every village has one or two of them.

It's not that they're completely gone in the city, but in villages and towns where everyone sees each other all the time, you can see them occasionally.

Yu Dawei remembered that a young couple had come to their Yujiatun village a while ago. The wife seemed to be mentally challenged and could only laugh foolishly, while the man was mute but should know sign language.

There was also the back street of their village, one street further back than the street where the old man lived, a row of five or six households. Among them was a child born in the same year as his eldest son. The child couldn't cry when he was born, and a matchmaker said that the child was born mute.

Who knows what the child's mother ate or did during her pregnancy? Anyway, the child should be able to hear, but like A-Gui, he can't speak.

Yu Dawei believes that people with physical disabilities also have their own circles. After he lived in Hohhot for a long time in his previous life, he rarely encountered such groups, including blind people on the street. It can only be said that they are not in the same circle. Everyone must be living their lives well according to their own way.

"The maintenance equipment our factory ordered should arrive in a few days. Once it arrives, Lao Ji, could you help write a user manual? It doesn't need to be too detailed, just simple operation instructions." Yu Dawei sat on a small stool, inserted the furnace hook into the round hole in the middle of the grate, hooked out a portion of the coal, and then used a shovel to put in some more coal.

"Keep these things here so that if any apprentices come, they can have a basic understanding and it will improve efficiency when teaching them later," Yu Dawei added.

"No problem, I'll get started once the equipment arrives," Old Ji replied earnestly while eating his steamed bun and vegetables.

At this stage, the equipment doesn't come with an instruction manual; at most, they'll give you a diamond-shaped certificate of conformity, which is pretty much the same whether it's imported or domestically produced.

After the group finished their meal, Yu Dawei first continued to adjust the road roller, and later joined in the repair work.

He and A-Gui were responsible for repairing a Komatsu excavator. Yu Dawei had already written down the fee schedule for the repair.

This is a simple maintenance service involving only changing the engine oil and gear oil.

This is the level responsible for checking parts for problems and disassembling parts for inspection.

Finally, there's the section on inspection and repair, which includes parts costs. In other words, if your car is really broken when you come to Yu Dawei's Fanfan Repair Shop, you just need to tell Yu Dawei which part needs repair, and he'll get the parts to ensure you can drive normally.

Of course, some people bring their own accessories or buy them themselves, which doesn't matter, as long as the cost of those is disregarded.

All the parts, including those for cars, are now supplied by Boss Liang.

Old Liang knew that Yu Dawei was indirectly getting him business, so he didn't charge extra. It was just his own cost of goods plus Weibo's profit. Of course, this was the price that Boss Liang could only offer to Yu Dawei. As for the other repair shops in town, they could forget about it.

Yu Dawei actually had another idea regarding the maintenance.

It wasn't his own idea; it was something his son from a past life had come up with, but he had refused it.

It's about annual maintenance subscriptions, which can be simply understood as an annual membership, although the concept of a membership doesn't exist in the market yet.

Now he wants to give it a try, since he can't lose anything anyway.

Next year, once he has some long-term clients in the construction machinery and automobile industries, he will start promoting annual subscription programs.

The older cars that are frequently serviced here are usually known for their common problems, so the repair costs can be estimated, and a price quote for a year's worth of repairs can be provided.

This price is definitely much higher than the price of this maintenance, considering that the other party enjoys year-round maintenance service, but it's not so high that the other party feels it's outrageously expensive.

Yu Dawei kept this in mind for now, and would think about it carefully after the New Year.

"Is Master Yu here?" Just as Yu Dawei was lost in thought, an old woman ran in through the front door.

She had short hair parted in the middle, a red and green scarf wrapped around her head, and a gray coat over it. The cotton-padded jacket and trousers seemed too big, with the sleeves and ankles sticking out from under the coat and trousers.

The woman was somewhat overweight; even with her head wrapped in a headscarf, a hint of a double chin could be seen. Her arms and legs were also rather thick. She was panting heavily when she ran into the yard, suggesting that she didn't do much work on a regular basis.

"Auntie, that's me." Yu Dawei put down the open-end wrench in his hand, turned around and jumped off the excavator's tracks. "What can I do for you?"

"Oh my god! This is terrible! My son and daughter-in-law's car broke down on which road?" The old woman seemed to have forgotten the exact road in her haste. "He called the convenience store next to our house and asked me to come here to find you. He said he wanted you to drive to a certain road and check on his car."

Yu Dawei: "..."

So what exactly is the method? How am I supposed to understand if you don't explain it clearly?
"Auntie, please come inside and warm up first. I'll get you a glass of water. Please tell me in detail so I can know how to help your son." Yu Dawei led the old woman into the house. Before leaving, he glanced at Xiao Agui, who was still dismantling the excavator. "Agui, come here and get Grandma some hot water."

Helping him serve tea and water was secondary; what Yu Dawei really wanted was to prevent A Gui from focusing too much on repairing the car, as excessive focus would trigger some unpleasant memories and habits in him.

The three entered the house one after the other. Yu Dawei arranged for the old woman to sit on the kang (a heated brick bed), and A Gui poured a tub of hot water from the kettle on the stove and handed it to the old woman. Then he picked up a small stool and sat down, looking at the two of them.

"Tell me, what kind of car did your son drive break down? How did it break down?" Yu Dawei asked in detail, as the tools needed would vary slightly depending on the location of the breakdown.

“My son drives a truck, oh, an old truck! But I really can’t remember what brand it is.” The old woman tried hard to recall, but still couldn’t remember anything. “As for where the truck broke down, he didn’t say on the phone. He said the place wasn’t far from here, on some national highway… 301, I think it was 301!”

“301…” Yu Dawei frowned again.

The old lady provided too little information. What if it's something like a broken engine or gearbox, and there aren't even any replacement parts? Even if you go there yourself and find the couple, it'll be a waste of time.

"Is the car your son's?" Yu Dawei asked curiously.

"No, it's his brother-in-law's. His brother-in-law made some money in the south and brought back a truck last year." The old lady remembered these kinds of family matters clearly. "He also found the hauling job. This time, he was hauling firecrackers for a company in the city. After he finished, he was driving back empty, but he didn't expect the truck to break down halfway. What are we going to do now!"

The old lady had never touched a car in her life, but she knew it was a very precious thing. If something went wrong, she wouldn't be able to tell her brother-in-law. Just when her son had made some money this year and their life was starting to improve, this kind of thing suddenly happened.

"Auntie, don't worry." Yu Dawei picked up the water cup from the kang (a heated brick bed) and handed it to the old lady, comforting her, "What do I do? I'm just a car mechanic. Your son's car is broken, but I can definitely fix it. Besides, car problems can be big or small."

"It's like your body. If you occasionally catch a minor cold or have a headache, taking some aminopyrine will cure you." Yu Dawei tried his best to comfort her. He was really afraid that the old lady might have a sudden heart attack if she got anxious, which would be a huge mistake on his part.

"I understand, I understand." Hearing this, the old lady felt less lost. After taking a sip of hot water, she looked at Yu Dawei hopefully. "Master Yu, I really have to thank you for your help this time. I have more than a dozen chickens in my yard, and they have laid a lot of eggs. I'll bring you a basket of them later."

"Auntie, I appreciate your kind offer. We're all from the same village, so it's only right that we help each other out," Yu Dawei said with a smile, declining the offer.

Undeterred, Yu Dawei asked the old lady for more details about the truck and guessed that it was either an old Jiefang or an old Huanghe truck.

If it's an old Liberation truck, it's fine; it's of high quality, and the occasional problems are just minor issues.

If it were an old Yellow River truck, it would have been fatal.

This thing is even more durable than the old Liberation. Back then, it was the mainstay of domestic construction. It has five forward gears and a reverse gear, and is usually equipped with 6120 and 6135 engines. The most terrifying one is the eight-ton old Yellow River!
It's an amazing car; most people can't drive it!

To make a U-turn on the Yellow River, you have to stand up and turn the steering wheel. Even a god couldn't turn it while it's sitting down. It's a flat-top, four-seater, and it rumbles loudly when you drive it.

Yu Dawei has a deep understanding of the old Yellow River, after all, he had driven it once in his previous life, just once!
There was a saying in the truck industry back then: "The Yellow River can't be driven, and the GAZ can't be braked."

GAZ is also a legendary vehicle; it has hydraulic brakes without vacuum assistance, and one press of the pedal can send you soaring into the sky!

Yu Dawei dared not think too deeply about it. He decided to take some commonly used tools with him first. However, before leaving, he still took heavy-duty wrenches and the like, just in case.

P.S.: Thank you to the grumpy Boss Yan for the 100 Qidian Coins! May you be happy every day, and may all good things come in pairs! —Han Jingfan
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