My Life with Narration-Chapter 339 - 336: Lower the Window and Stick Your Head Out
There are times when a person’s strength reaches its limit. Even if he has a narrator’s voice, he’s still a human, overeating makes him bloated, and his poop stinks too.
Clearly, making Su He a seasoned driver is something only God could do. The best he could manage is to go meet God.
The narrator clearly hinted that such a thing, let alone the ministers, even the emperor can’t achieve.
And Su He is really daring—it’s like treating him as a turtle in a wishing pool. Anyway, Su Qing chose to refuse without hesitation.
But while he refused, there was someone who wouldn’t give up—Shen Yi declared on the spot, if your brother won’t teach you, I’ll do it, sister. It’s just driving, no big deal.
In the underground garage, Su Qing stood firmly in front of Shen Yi’s Mercedes, refusing adamantly.
"No way, I said no way, and that’s final!" Su Qing shook his head.
This thing costs over two million. Who uses something like this to teach a new driver who just got their license? Are you really pretending money’s not money?
Besides, if this thing crashes, he can only compensate for half its value with his current net worth. A man without money is like a spineless invertebrate, isn’t he?
"Your car or my car? I’ve already said it doesn’t matter, what are you afraid of? Besides, we’ll go to the suburbs, no cars around, the roads are wide. What could possibly go wrong? Even if it gets wrecked, I’ll just buy another one, no problem. After all, I’m tired of this car anyway." Seeing Su Qing wouldn’t budge, Shen Yi stood with her hands on her hips, completely indifferent.
Do you hear that? Does that even sound human?
This car has only been bought just over three months ago, not even half a year. He knows exactly when Aunt Shen crashed her last car, and yet you’re telling me you’re tired of it already?
Furthermore, it’s over two million, it’s a Mercedes. How could you possibly get tired of it? He doesn’t understand, are all rich people so fickle?
"Anyway, no driving, can’t afford the compensation," said Su Qing, glaring at Su He behind Shen Yi, his gaze saying, "If you dare touch it today, I’ll kill you."
Although Su He usually creates a lot of trouble, at least she has basic family manners, knowing not to bother outsiders.
She then tugged on Shen Yi’s sleeve and said, "Sis-in-law, please don’t. I don’t dare to. Your car is too expensive. How about we wait until my dad’s car is fixed, and then we can drive his?"
Su Hongye: Let me tell you, thank you because you’ve warmed the four seasons...
If Old Su knew about this, he’d probably send his daughter to school overnight—this little padded jacket has some leaks.
This Accord may not compare to a luxury car, but it’s quite decent for a household vehicle, costing over 200,000. Treating my money like it’s worthless?
"It’s no big deal, it’s just a car. Go ahead, drive with confidence!" Shen Yi waved her hand grandly, the typical caprice of a wealthy woman.
Just like when they first met formally, Shen Yi threw him the car keys right there to let him drive it back. At that time, he drove so cautiously, let alone Su He.
"Little Su, I’ve told you, this car is over two million, you decide!" Su Qing, unable to convince Aunt Shen, looked to his sister.
"Two... over two... Nevermind, forget it, I can’t drive that!" Hearing this, Su He backed away, waving her hands repeatedly. Although she acted coquettishly, she wasn’t foolish. This obviously exceeded her comfort zone, even beyond her family’s limits. No way she’d ever touch it.
"It’s fine, really! Just give it a try!" Shen Yi tried persuading again, but it was to no avail.
If not for Su Qing meeting her, she and Su He were from entirely different worlds—their current views on spending and economic capabilities weren’t even on the same wavelength.
What you find unremarkable might require others to risk everything. Faced with such immense pressure, it would be odd if nothing went wrong, especially for someone like Su He, who could trip on level ground without stress.
Seeing Su He act so sensibly, Su Qing couldn’t help but breathe a big sigh of relief, but the next moment wiped the smile off his face.
"No worries, sis has a cheaper car, just wait!"
A few minutes later, they stood in front of a Maserati.
Su Qing: ...
Is this what you call a cheap car? That massive trident symbol nearly pokes me in the face.
"Wow, this car is so beautiful! Does it also cost over two million?" Su He exclaimed with stars in her eyes.
Even though he can drive, his interest in cars is non-existent. It’s clear, his sister Su He knows even less—she doesn’t even recognize the brand. Her knowledge of cars is probably limited to Mercedes, BMW, Audi, and Wuling, beyond that, pretty cars are ’good cars,’ while ugly ones are ’junk cars,’ regardless of the price.
Seeing this, Su Qing was about to speak, but was silenced by Shen Yi’s glare. Then she smiled and said to Su He:
"How could that be? This car cost a little over 600,000 when new, and after a few years, its value has dropped significantly. Now it doesn’t cost much at all. Even your brother could afford it."
"Really?"
"Of course, it’s really not expensive. I haven’t driven it in ages, just look at that dust. Consider it a chance to take it for a spin!"
Hearing this, Su He glanced at her brother, and seeing no objection, happily hopped in the passenger seat.
"Does it look familiar?" Shen Yi asked teasingly, leaning over.
Upon hearing this, Su Qing shook his head. If Wang Xing were here, he’d recognize it instantly; this was the car Aunt Shen drove that night when he made 800 yuan.
"Oh well, if you can’t remember, no big deal. After all, it was my first time!"
Su Qing: "Huh???"
"The car I was in the first time I met you—my first time, so to speak!" Shen Yi explained.
"There’s really no need to phrase it like that, you almost gave me a heart attack!"
He couldn’t remember much about that car since he had drunk too much that night, and the reason he didn’t object was that, fundamentally, Shen Yi’s previous statement was largely true.
He checked his phone—indeed, you could buy this car for a little over 600,000, and judging by the dust, it’s been sitting for quite a while. Taking it out to stretch its legs isn’t a bad idea.
"How come I’ve never seen you drive this car?" Su Qing asked.
"Well, this car technically isn’t mine."
"It’s not yours? Then why are we..."
This was no trivial matter. Of course, he didn’t suspect Shen Yi of stealing a car, not worth it. But cars can be troublesome if anything happens.
"It belongs to Sister Qing. She has loads of cars, and this is just one of them. Alright, let’s go!"
As expected, I’m the only poor soul around here.
Shen Yi sat in the driver’s seat, started the car, and Su Qing sat in the back. Soon, the three of them drove out of the community, heading straight for the suburbs.
Every city has a section that is very wide, with few cars and people, mostly located in the suburbs or remote areas.
Such places often become driving school training grounds or spots for new drivers to practice.
It was lightly raining, quite refreshing. The road was eight lanes, four on each side, very wide, and there were no cars in sight.
This was a lucky spot Su Qing found based on some tips. He wanted to see how anyone could still crash a car here.
Shen Yi, sitting in the front passenger seat, was full of confidence. She didn’t believe an accident could happen here.
"Start the car, it’s automatic. Just give it some gas and go slowly; we’re not in a hurry, okay?" Shen Yi, sitting in the passenger seat, instructed as Su Qing silently put his hand on the handbrake button on the back seat.
Even though he knew it wouldn’t help much, it was a bit of a comfort.
There’s a common notion about new drivers: the driver isn’t afraid, but the passengers are.
Under Shen Yi’s guidance, Su He started the car smoothly, applied gas, and it began to move. Since the road was wide and straight with no cars, Su He drove quite smoothly, with hardly any issues except for a slightly jerky motion.
"Look, you’re driving well! Keep it up. Sister, I promise I’ll teach you how to drive!" Shen Yi encouraged.
Hearing this, Su He smiled.
But when they reached a moderate bend, both Su He and Shen Yi felt a significant push back feeling.
With a loud hum, the car accelerated through the curve. Su He turned the steering wheel sharply. The scariest part was that the curve was already behind them, but she hadn’t straightened the wheel yet. The car was heading directly towards the curb.
"Straighten it, quickly! Ease off the gas, lift your foot!" Su Qing shouted. As he spoke, he pulled the handbrake.
Even though it didn’t stop the car immediately, it did provide some resistance since the speed wasn’t high.
Thankfully, it was an automatic car, and without pressing the gas, it just relied on inertia, unlike a manual car where if you don’t shift gears and keep both feet off the ground, the car could still move forward if you lift the clutch.
With Shen Yi’s help, Su He, her feet off the pedals, managed to stabilize the steering wheel. Both she and Shen Yi in the passenger seat felt like they had just narrowly escaped a disaster.
But Shen Yi wasn’t convinced and tried a few more times, realizing that Su He could only handle straight roads. Any turn or passing cars made her nervous, leading to frequent mistakes.
If they hadn’t been extremely focused, coupled with the wide, empty road, they would have been in trouble long ago.
An hour later, Su Qing moved to the passenger seat, clearly indicating Shen Yi was a bit scared. She couldn’t hold out anymore, and Su Qing was even more frightened in the backseat, so he might as well help from the front one.
The car maintained a speed of twenty to thirty, which couldn’t be called slow anymore—it was a snail’s pace. His hand never left the steering wheel, just like when the instructor taught him how to drive.
"There’s a curve ahead, ease off the gas, slow down, indicate left. Hey... why are you turning on the wipers? Are you spraying water?"
"There’s... there’s a car coming towards us, what should we do?" Su He asked, trembling a little.
"What should we do? Crash into it! Crash the mother of it!"
Su He: "Huh?"
Su Qing: ...
She actually seemed to consider what he said, which left him speechless.
In the end, with his help adjusting the steering wheel, Su He successfully avoided any threats in this eight-lane roadway with the car approaching from the opposite side.
The oncoming sedan seemingly had no idea it had just brushed past disaster, as if King Yama had been inexplicably smacked.
Of course, mainly because their speed was slow, but the other side wasn’t any slower, and quite fast actually.
After an hour, even though it was a rainy day, his clothes were drenched in sweat, and he summed up Su He’s unique driving style.
Three nods to start, a sudden throttle in turns, hitting potholes deliberately, if no pothole, run over rocks. Small potholes are ignored, close eyes for big ones, brake and accelerate alternately, uphill hold brakes, downhill don’t ease the gas, rely on wiping for rain, use wipers for turns, signal on straight roads, and wipe fog with tissues.
Having one or two of these habits makes someone a road menace; having them all, Su Qing considered her a driving hazard – as if there’s no explanation for how complete her incompetence was.
Is this even a driving problem? It’s almost a survival guide for lady drivers becoming road threats. Someone unfamiliar might think it’s some kind of mystical practice rhyme.
Honestly, at this moment, he even felt the urge to list Su He on Pinduoduo, sharing the link in the affectionate family chat group to get friends and relatives to chip in for a cut.
These are such outlandish actions, if he were running a driving school, he would pay to hire Su He to sabotage his competitors.
They decided to give up and head back when they passed a relatively narrow section of road. Though it was narrow, it could still handle two cars passing. However, Su He drove in the middle, and the cars came to a stalemate.
The Cadillac across the way honked frantically, even giving her space.
"Bro, what should we do, I can’t get through, it’s too narrow!" Su He frowned, looking at the space given by the opposite car.
At that moment, the other car honked again, and Su He was visibly nervous.
Seeing this, Su Qing took a deep breath and said, "Don’t be afraid, just follow my instructions!"
"Turn on the right signal."
Su He compliantly turned on the wipers.
"Lower your window and stick your head out!"
"Huh? Why?"
"Just do it. Yes, stick it out more, let them see you!"
Sure enough, as soon as Su He poked her head out, the car on the opposite side immediately started to reverse, somewhat clumsily.
"It’s reversing, this is amazing!"
Su Qing: ...
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