21: Chapter 21 The Truth About Lin Wanru's Identity? My Dad Dumped Someone Again with His Car

Su Che slapped his chopsticks onto the table with a "crack."

"Is there anything you can't say to her face?"

"Who are you? Are you here to register our household?"

Captain Li Jun ignored him and just looked at Lin Waner, repeating himself, "Teacher Lin, please cooperate."

Teacher Lin felt a bit scared under his gaze. She clutched the hem of her clothes and stood up.

"O-okay."

She followed Captain Li Jun to the old locust tree in the corner of the courtyard.

Su Pingan watched their retreating figures, leaned in close to Su Che, and lowered his voice.

"Che, what... what's going on here?"

"How come this bunch from the Telecommunications Bureau is getting involved in personal matters?"

Su Che didn't speak; he just stared at the commotion over there with a dark face.

He couldn't hear what the two were saying, but he could see Teacher Lin's body trembling slightly.

At first, she seemed to be explaining something, waving her hands repeatedly.

But soon, her movements stopped, and she stood there blankly, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Finally, she raised her hands to cover her face, and her shoulders began to heave violently.

She was crying.

A nameless fire flared up in Su Che's heart.

He stood up abruptly and was about to rush over.

Su Pingan grabbed him.

"What are you doing! Those are military men! Don't you dare act recklessly!"

"Just because they're military men, they can make someone cry?"

Su Che shook off his father's hand and strode over.

Before he could get close, Teacher Lin had already turned around, covering her mouth and lowering her head, running past him.

"Teacher Lin!"

Su Che called out.

Teacher Lin didn't look back; she just ran faster, and her figure quickly disappeared into the night at the entrance of the village.

Su Che stood where he was, turned his head, and stared fixedly at Captain Li Jun.

"What did you say to her?"

There was no expression on Captain Li Jun's face.

"Routine questioning."

He pulled a freshly printed, still-warm document from his pocket and handed it to Su Che.

"Her father, Lin Xiangdong, was a former associate researcher at the 703 Physics Research Institute."

"Fifteen years ago, an accident occurred during a 'Strong Particle Collider Experiment.' Lin Xiangdong bore the main responsibility, was stripped of all his positions, and died of depression a year later."

"None of this is written incorrectly in the documents."

"We have reason to suspect that her approaching you was not a coincidence."

Su Che looked at the document, then looked in the direction where Teacher Lin had disappeared, feeling a tightness in his chest.

He slapped the document back onto Captain Li Jun's chest.

"I don't care whose daughter she is!"

"I only know that she is the Teacher Lin who pays for chalk out of her own pocket and stays up late writing lesson plans for the kids in the village!"

"Suspect whoever you want, just don't bother me, damn it!"

After saying this, he turned and left, not even eating his meal, and dove straight into his workshop, slamming the door shut with a "bang."

In the courtyard, only Su Pingan and Captain Li Jun remained, staring at each other.

A perfectly good meal ended on such a sour note.

The next day, Su Pingan looked at the wuling hongguang and felt a surge of anger.

He kicked the tire.

"It's all this crappy car's fault! You made me lose face yesterday!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he roared in the direction of the workshop.

"Su Che! Get your ass out here!"

"That crappy car of yours was as slow as a snail on the slope yesterday; it almost suffocated me! If you don't fix it today, I'm going to push it into the river!"

The workshop door was pushed open, and Su Che walked out with dark circles under his eyes, clearly having not slept well all night.

"I know, I know, why are you rushing me?"

He was in a bad mood too and retorted sharply.

He turned around and rummaged through his pile of "precious items," pulling out a few gears and a circuit board the size of a palm.

After some hammering and tinkering, a so-called "thrust stabilization module" was installed into the engine bay of the wuling hongguang.

"There, this time I guarantee you'll be faster than a rabbit on the slope."

Su Pingan got into the car, half-doubting.

He drove the car back to the long slope where he had lost face yesterday.

What a coincidence.

In front of him, that old man riding the heavy-duty bicycle was humming a little tune, slowly pedaling up the slope.

Su Pingan's anger flared up instantly.

"Damn it, today I'm going to show you what a legendary car is!"

He steadied his nerves and, aiming at the old man's back, gently... pressed the accelerator.

"Whoosh—!!!"

The silent wuling hongguang, at this moment, seemed to break free from all restraints, turning into an arrow released from a bow, instantly launching forward!

Su Pingan only felt the back of his head being slammed hard by the seat back, and the scenery in front of him receded rapidly!

The old man in front had just heard movement behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a silver-white car hood rapidly enlarging in his pupils!

"Holy sh*t—!"

The old man only had time to let out a terrified scream; his hands shook, and the handlebars swerved.

"Splash!"

Man and bike tumbled headfirst into the irrigation ditch more than half a meter deep beside them; there was water inside, but it was very shallow.

Su Pingan slammed on the brakes, looking at the old man who had fallen into the ditch, his mind going blank.

It's over.

This time it's really over.

He pushed the car door open with trembling hands and ran over.

"Sir! Sir, are you okay! I didn't mean to! This car... it has a mind of its own!"

The old man climbed out of the ditch in a sorry state, spat out a mouthful of muddy-tasting water, pointed at Su Pingan's nose, and trembled with rage.

"Su Pingan! You turtle's son!"

"Are you trying to kill me so you can inherit my heavy-duty bicycle?!"

...

In the evening, the village's only public water pump was surrounded by people.

Village Chief Wang Fugui was pacing around a blackened iron lump that was still emitting blue smoke, anxious.

"It's over, it's over, it's completely screwed now!"

"This old antique has completely gone on strike!"

This water pump in the village had been used for over a decade and should have been retired long ago.

This afternoon, it was estimated that because the well water was drying up and the water level was too low, pumping was too strenuous.

Suddenly, with a "bang," it emitted black smoke and stopped moving completely.

Now, drinking water for the whole village had become a major problem.

Su Che had just finished dealing with his father's "traffic accident," having paid the old man two hundred yuan in medical expenses plus a brand-new Yongjiu-brand bicycle, and was currently fuming.

He squeezed into the crowd and glanced at the water pump, which was burned pitch black.

"The coil is burned, the bearings are seized, it's beyond saving."

He concluded.

"Then what are we supposed to do!"

"In this cold winter, we can't go to the river to fetch water every day, right?"

The villagers all looked distressed.

Su Che looked at the scrapped water pump, then looked at the bare mountain behind them in the distance.

The water was in the reservoir on the other side of the mountain. But pulling it over was difficult.

Just as he was frowning and pondering, the familiar mechanical voice arrived in his mind as scheduled.

[Ding! Detected a winter water crisis in Su Family Village, main quest triggered!]

[Quest Name: The Fountain of Life Across the Mountains!]

[Quest Content: Dry wells, smoking pumps, and the desperate eyes of the villagers! Please develop an Anti-gravity water pumping system to ignore terrain elevation differences and bring the fresh water from the reservoir behind the mountain to the village!]

[Quest Reward: 500 Skill Points, unlock primary exchange permission for [Quantum Fluid Potential Energy Capture Technology], requires 300 exchange points.]

[Current host has accumulated 580 Skill Points, do you wish to exchange?]

Hearing the system's voice and the chaotic noise of the villagers in his ears, a strange fire inexplicably burned up from the bottom of Su Che's heart.

Annoying! It's all damn annoying! Nothing good has happened all day today!

"Exchange!"