C19 Accident

I frowned and looked back.

The gate of the residential complex was so wide, there was no reason for him to bump into others while riding a bicycle.

I pushed my way over to him and asked him if the perpetrator was there.

"Bro, why are you riding a bicycle? It's such a wide road."

The perpetrator was a young, good-natured man. He blushed and touched his nose with his hand.

"It's my fault. Maybe it's because of the alcohol I drank last night. When I woke up this morning, I was still feeling a little dizzy. Just now, I came out and accidentally bumped into you."

I glanced at the motorcycle and deliberately asked, "Is there a problem with your bike?"

The perpetrator sneered. He probably thought I was asking too much.

"No, I've bought it and ridden it for a few days. If there were any problems, it would have been problematic long ago."

There was some truth in what he said, I hope.

"Brother, ride better in the future." After saying that, I patted his shoulder and headed back into the district.

Upstairs, into the house, I put the hoof and the snow bean in the kitchen. Ye Zichen took out his phone to take a look. It was still early, so he decided to go out and have a look.

Brother Zhou and Nanny Wang were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Nanny Wang said there was no need, I'll eat whatever you guys eat.

I smiled and changed the subject to the matter of Wu Xiuying being discharged from hospital on Friday. Nanny Wang said that Wu Xiuying was rather pitiful. She would do some legal work and burn more paper for Zhang Bo.

I almost forgot, the moment she said Zhang Bo, I remembered what happened downstairs.

I asked Goddess Wang if Zhang Bo had any other wishes. I felt that it was a bit strange. That motorcycle was the same. It wasn't good to sell it to anyone, but it was sold to the people in the district.

Brother Zhou also said it was strange. He had a feeling that someone was following us these past few days, and when he looked back, he couldn't see anyone. Could it be that Zhang Bo had come looking for us?

Nanny Wang sighed, then went on to take a look.

I only went upstairs for a few minutes. When the three of them went downstairs, they were still surrounded by people.

Upon seeing the perpetrator, Goddess Wang's expression immediately changed. She asked him if he had been feeling cold recently, having nightmares, and then inexplicably waking up in the middle of the night.

After Grandma Wang finished speaking, that person's eyes lit up. "How did you know?"

"Sigh …"

Grandma Wang sighed. "Remember, don't get dirty for seven days. Go and invite a Bodhisattva back. Don't let the incense burn every day, or else you'll still have to suffer from bad luck."

Everyone was a young man, so he didn't believe Nanny Wang's words at all. He sneered, "Pretending to be a ghost, I'll tell you this. I work in the crematorium and I won't believe you these things."

Grandma Wang shook her head. "It's fine if you don't believe it. Young man, I advise you to sell this motorcycle as soon as possible."

The young man waved his hand. "Go, no need to say anything else. I've been riding this motorcycle for years. If something were to happen, it would have already happened. I would have waited for you to say it. "

Brother Zhou and I looked at each other and could only smile wryly in our hearts.

At this moment, the ambulance for 120 arrived. The people were carried into the car, and everyone dispersed.

I comforted Nanny Wang, "Nanny Wang, please don't take his words to heart. Young people these days are just like this. They are not afraid of the heavens or the earth. They will only know regret if they meet them."

Goddess Wang looked at me and said with a smile, "I've lived for dozens of years and I'm already old. Why would I care about young people? It's fine if he doesn't believe me. Everything is fortune and life."

Brother Zhou frowned and asked, "Grandma Wang, is Zhang Bo back?"

Nanny Wang said that was what she had thought at the beginning. Zhang Bo had returned. But when he heard the young man say that he worked in the crematorium, that was not necessarily the case.

She wasn't sure. Wu Xiuying wouldn't be released until Friday anyway, and there were still a few days until she could find out.

At noon, after lunch, when Goddess Wang was just about to go to the hospital to see Wu Xiuying, she heard a ruckus downstairs.

I went out onto the balcony and took a look. A lot of people were rushing outside, and a few of them were saying, 'Another accident. It's right in front of the neighborhood.

By the time we arrived, the scene was already packed.

He fell to the ground. His clothes were torn and his head was still bleeding. From the looks of it, his injuries were not light.

It was still Zhang Bo's motorcycle that was in trouble. However, the front of the motorcycle was now severely deformed.

At the time, the people in front of us were sighing at the scene, and I could hear one of them saying that he was supposed to be a witness.

Who would be so stupid as to ride a bicycle and crash into a wall? I think it's because they don't want to live anymore, and they might want to kill themselves.

Another person said, "Impossible, I know him. He lives in Building 5 and is usually pretty cheerful. How could he want to commit suicide? I heard he found a girlfriend a while ago and spent the past two days watching the date."

"Isn't that the motorcycle that got into the car accident this morning?" cried a sharp-eyed woman suddenly.

As soon as he said that, everyone nodded their heads, and then someone noticed us.

"Old granny, say a few words." The crowd parted to make way for us to the front.

Goddess Wang looked at the young man lying on the ground, sighed and said, "Let's call 120 first."

In the evening a woman and the young man from the morning came to find us.

The woman was the mother of the young man in the afternoon car accident. Her name was Lu Mei. It was Zeng Chao who came with her. He was a good friend of Lu Mei's son, Guo Jian.

When he arrived, he said that it was his fault and hoped that Grandma Wang would forgive him. Lu Mei said that she wanted Granny Wang to help them this time.

Granny Wang repeated what she had said to Zeng Chao in the morning. Then he asked Guo Jian if he also worked in the crematorium. If it was, then it would be the same as Zeng Chao.

Lu Mei had said no, Guo Jian was too timid to work in a place like that, he worked in a food factory.

Lu Mei spoke a lot in one breath, it seemed like she really wanted to tell him everything that happened to Guo Jian since he was young.

Of course, she was not wrong to do so as a mother.

After sending off the two, Goddess Wang sighed, "It looks like this matter isn't as simple as we thought. Zhang Bo has found it."

Brother Zhou then asked if Zhang Bo thought the motorcycle sold cheap, both times on the motorcycle accident.

I checked online and found that the same model motorcycle cost around three thousand yuan. It was sold cheaply that day, at a half price of 1500 yuan, before being given to someone else.

His motorcycle was indeed quite new. It should have been bought less than a year ago.

Brother Zhou and I quickly each fished out 750 yuan, gathered 1500 yuan, and took advantage of the night to visit Wu Xiuying at the hospital, and gave her the money.

Now, we have already helped him. I hope that Zhang Bo won't come out and harm anyone else and will properly go to the Underworld to reincarnate.

However, things are not as simple as we think.

That night, when Brother Zhou and I went back, we discussed the matter. It took too long before we got out of the car the next day. In the morning, I got out.

Actually, I didn't care about that day and half of the time at all. Thinking about it, maybe because Brother Zhou was short on money, I was too embarrassed to directly give him money, so I agreed.

The next morning, I was lucky to get out of the car. I took a dozen guests and earned more than sixty yuan.

When he went to Brother Zhou's for lunch, he used the money he earned to buy roast duck. I am just like this. I have no other advantages, only that I am willing to show respect to my brothers.

In the afternoon, Brother Zhou out of the car, I will be at Brother Zhou's home with Nanny Wang to chat.

Grandma Wang was of the same generation as my grandfather. No matter what era she came from, she did not have a good life and met with everything. It was a big canteen, a cultural revolution, and she liked to chat with people and complain about her hardships.

I took advantage of this characteristic and casually asked a few questions, and Nanny Wang only lectured for more than half an hour.

Later on, she talked about her grandson, Wang Jian. Wang Jian had a bad brain when he was young. He studied late and even left a few grades behind. I studied in the same class as him.

When it came to Wang Jian, it was inevitable that he would talk about his girlfriend. Although Nanny Wang didn't insist, she still hoped that Wang Jian could find a good girl.

Then she talked about me, and how it was about time I had a girlfriend at my age.

Grandma Wang said I was a talented person, so finding a beautiful and virtuous girl was no problem.

At that time, when I heard that, I started laughing. Normally, people would think about it every day. However, this sort of thing could not be forced. One needed fate.

While Nanny Wang and I were chatting, Brother Zhou called. Hearing his voice, I was very anxious.

"Wang... "Damn it! Something's happened! Hurry over here! It's the third ring!"