Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 194 Is he really that capable?

After Fu Mingxue finished her demonstration, she braked and stopped.

"Mom, how about this?"

Mother Fu praised it highly, "This is great! Not only will you see it when you come home at night, but it's also fast. You won't have to ride it yourself!"

"Your factory has so many talented people, that's amazing."

From now on, her daughter will only need a few minutes to get home.
"As expected of an engine manufacturer, they really know how to do things."

Fu Mingxue smiled and said, "Mom, I modified this myself. Your daughter is the capable and powerful person you were talking about."

When Fu's mother heard this, she was stunned. "You mean you modified this?"

How could that be?

"Of course, why would I lie to you? It's either yes or no."

Fu Mingxue parked her bicycle.

Madam Fu stood there for a while, digesting what had happened.

She didn't believe it, but she had to believe it—just as her daughter said, there was no need to lie to her about something like this.

"Where did this electricity come from?"

"We have electricity at home, right? When it's out of power, we just charge it. It doesn't cost much, just about two cents a time."

Mother Fu: ...?
How much? Two cents per top-up? How much would that cost per month?
Or, we can just use the pedals.

Not only does it save money and electricity, but it also provides exercise.

Then I remembered that her daughter had a high salary.

It seems like spending a few cents to charge it once is acceptable.

Sighed.

It's better to spend money than to stumble home blindly at night.

Then she became worried about another problem.

"—What if someone steals it, given how you've made it?"

“I only ride it between the factory and home, how could anyone else steal it? Besides, the factory has a security department that patrols every day, so they can't steal a single thing.”

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu felt much more at ease. "It's getting late, shall I cook you some noodles?"

Fu Mingxue wanted to say she didn't want to eat, but her stomach started growling first.

"--Okay."

Fu's mother also heard her stomach growl.

He immediately went to the kitchen—
Fu Mingxue decided to go and take a look at the two little ones first.

Seeing that they were sleeping soundly, he came out.

Fu Mu cooked noodles very quickly.

She has leftover noodles at night, which she cooks specifically for her daughter.

When Fu Mingxue saw her bring the noodles over, she sat down. "Mom, you even made an egg for me! Thank you, Mom!"

Children who have mothers are blessed.

Fu Mingxue was secretly overjoyed.

Fu's mother rolled her eyes at her, "Why are you being so polite? You're a little educated, yet you're always thanking this and that."

"Alright, alright, I won't say thank you anymore!"

Fu Mingxue ate the noodles cooked by her own mother, and they were really delicious.

"Oh, right, Sister Wang from next door delivered some things today. She brought a can of malted milk powder and a chicken, but I returned them."

When Fu's mother mentioned it, Fu Mingxue was somewhat surprised: "Why did she send these?"

Madam Fu glanced at her and said, "Have you forgotten about how your son-in-law saved her son last time?"

Her mention of it reminded Fu Mingxue of it.

"—We're neighbors, why is she being so polite? By the way, how's her son?"

She's been leaving early and coming home late these past few days, and she really doesn't know how the kid next door is doing.

"Although the child was rescued that day, the water was cold, and he had a high fever for two days. He also had pneumonia. It seemed quite serious, and he is still in the hospital."

Mrs. Fu sighed, "That child has really suffered a lot. First he fell into the water, then he had a high fever, and now he has pneumonia—I hope he gets better soon."

(End of this chapter)