Chapter 957: Injured

"Brother, it's good that the child is fine, but I see that you are also seriously injured, can you still walk?"

The owner of the motorcycle was wearing a thick military overcoat, but he was not injured. This traffic accident was caused by his motorcycle out of control. He must be afraid of crashing someone, but his words were full of apologies. Listen It still warms my heart.

"I'm nothing... hiss!"

Su Huaren tried to take a tentative step, but his left leg grinned in pain as soon as it hit the ground.

"Uncle Su, do you have calf pain or knee pain? Can you bend your leg?"

"That's right, bro, don't hold on, I'm all to blame for this, I was riding too fast in a hurry to deliver the goods, if you get hurt somewhere, we'll go to the hospital as soon as possible, don't worry, although my old Hu is poor, But I absolutely take care of my business."

Lao Hu took off the helmet on top of his head, and Su Huaren was almost shocked by the side. Lao Hu's full beard and furrows made him look older than himself. With a simple and honest appearance, life should not be easy.

"Forget it, I don't have any serious problems. It should be that the crossbeam of the tricycle is pressed to my knees. It will be fine after a while. Seeing that you are riding so fast, you are in a hurry? Then you should go to work quickly, and you can ride slowly next time. ah."

When Su Huaren ran the mutton soup restaurant, the people he came into contact with the most were the hardworking coolies. He knew that life was hard and not easy. Now that he is a three-wheeler, he would often be looked down upon by others and compared with others. He couldn't bear it Let a poor man like himself spend money.

"Brother, are you... yes, are you sure you're alright?"

Lao Hu still can't believe it, just now his motorcycle lost control, and he was walking on the sidewalk. This traffic accident is his full responsibility. If Su Huaren wants to pursue it, he can blackmail him if he says less. He had a few hundred dollars, but Su Huaren let him go. What a generous person he must be.

"I'm really fine."

Su Huaren adjusted his knees by himself. Although he was still stinging and dared not touch the ground, it was much better than before. He could see Lao Hu's guilt and apology, so he grinned reluctantly.

"My leg still hurts a little. I guess I can't pedal the tricycle anymore. If you feel sorry, then you can call a taxi for the child to take him to school. The child will be late soon."

"No problem, no problem, which school is the kid? I'll take him to a taxi, and I'm sure I won't be late." Lao Hu looked at Su Huaren again, and seeing Su Huaren's relaxed smile, he was assured that he wouldn't blackmail him.

"That's good." Su Huaren pointed to the little boy who had recovered from the shock, "Xiaoyu, I broke my leg, so I can't take you to school, can I call you a taxi to school? "

The little boy was still a little dazed, and nodded completely subconsciously. He is a child who is not sensible at all. Apart from worrying about whether he is late for school, he would not think about other things.

"Second Experimental Primary School." The little boy said softly.

"No problem, it will be delivered safely and on time." Lao Hu picked up the little boy, jumped across the green belt in a few strides, ran to the main road and kept waving for a taxi.

The motorcycle was still on the ground, Shen Dapeng reconfirmed that the tricycle would not fall down, and then helped Su Huaren get into the tricycle, "Uncle Su, are you really okay?"

"It should be fine." Su Huaren rubbed his knees through thick cotton trousers and knee pads, a few drops of sweat trickled down his temples, obviously in pain but still looking at Xiaoyu and the motorcycle owner with concern.

"Uncle Su, the child will be fine. What you should care about now is yourself. If you don't dare to move because of the pain, you may have hurt your bones..."

"No, I just twisted it a bit. I guess I stretched my muscles. I can rest for a while."

Su Huaren was in so much pain that he didn't dare to move any more, he stared at Shen Dapeng a lot, "Why are you wearing so little, are you getting up early to exercise?"

"Well, a habit developed in college."

During the Chinese New Year period, Shen Dapeng didn't exercise seriously at all. He didn't expect to run into Su Huaren for the first morning run after the Chinese New Year.

It was Su Huaren who was hit in a car accident, and I don't know if it was his bad luck or Su Huaren's back.

"That's right, young people still need to be a little energetic, especially your generation, who have never farmed land, worked in factories, or worked odd jobs for others. They are learning and learning every day."

Su Huaren looked at Shen Dapeng in front of him, and seemed to see his daughter Su Su, "I can't say whether your grades are good or bad. You get up early and sleep late all day long. You open your eyes, close your eyes, and recite words in your dreams. Your bodies are like this. Tired of staying up all night."

"That's right."

Shen Dapeng laughed, even if Su Huaren's words were a little teasing, but he must admit that with the development of electronic technology, after the popularization of TV, computer, and smart phones, the physical fitness of the 80s and 90s generation is indeed Not as good as the older generation, this is an indisputable fact in reality.

"Hey, it's been a long time, why hasn't Xiaoyu left yet? I'm going to be late in a while."

The probe saw Xiao Yu and the motorcycle owner Lao Hu still standing on the side of the road. Su Huaren was worried and wanted to get up, but was held down by Shen Dapeng, "Uncle Su, don't move. I'll go see what's going on."

"Then... I will trouble you again."

"Aren't you injured? The junior is just giving me a hand and doing a favor. Why are you being polite to me?"

Shen Dapeng nodded to indicate to Su Huaren that there is no need to worry about the child being late for school, then he got out of the tricycle and strode towards Xiao Yu and Lao Hu.

Looking at Shen Dapeng's thin and tall back, Su Huaren was very puzzled. Shen Dapeng was just a freshman, and he was obviously a little hairy kid with no hair yet. How could he always give people an inexplicable sense of stability?

On the side of the road, Lao Hu looked left and right, looking for a taxi. Usually, when he was not taking a taxi, he would pass by one in a dozen seconds, but now he was in a hurry to take a taxi, but he didn't see one for seven or eight minutes.

"Xiaoyu, don't worry, you won't be late." The tiger kept holding Xiaoyu's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that someone would accidentally lose the child and would not be able to deal with Su Huaren.

"Why haven't you left yet? Can't get a taxi?" Shen Dapeng stroked Xiaoyu's head comfortingly, and looked around like an old Hu. There was not a taxi in sight on the whole street.

"It's not that you can't get a taxi, it's that you can't even see a taxi. It's really evil. The child is in a hurry to go to school, and I am in a hurry to deliver the goods. Why does this poor taxi make more trouble when you are in a hurry."

"Don't worry, if I'm late, I'll explain to the teacher that it's a traffic accident, and the teacher shouldn't punish me for copying the text." Xiaoyu wanted to persuade Lao Hu, but his innocent little eyes that day But the grievance, and the lack of confidence emphasized that he had already betrayed his pure thoughts.