Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 598 - 79: Want to go play with cars together?_3
"Additionally, some of us had decent grades, so we skipped several semesters in our hometown and saved a lot on tuition fees. We could even get first or second place in city exams regularly, and the school would sometimes offer rewards, like 10 or 8 yuan..."
Old Zhu: ...
Stop it, stop it.
Looking at his dumb son with a face full of watermelon juice...
Alright, he’s my own flesh and blood.
...
The oldest among these kids, Da Mao and Er Mao, are just 10 and 8 years old. The Zhou family’s two girls are twins, and Old Wu’s son is younger, only 7 years old.
When it comes down to it, only Little Xuan is close to their age.
And that’s just relatively speaking.
However, as a seasoned intellectual, Little Xuan disdains doing childish games with kids and instead, the younger ones like to play with the older kids.
And for Gu Ping and the others, being trusted by the uncle to bring children into the house is a rare opportunity.
Back and forth, everyone quickly became familiar with each other.
Gu Ping watched the two kids stumbling around on bicycles in the yard. Thanks to his little savings, now he doesn’t worry about the cost of the bicycle too much.
But since they are guests, it’s a bit inappropriate if they fall and hurt themselves.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to play with other cars?"
Chu River raised an eyebrow—oh wow!
You’re offering a pillow just when someone’s sleepy.
But thinking it over, since Shi Suifeng could bring them home, he didn’t say much.
Instead, the kids got excited: "What other cars?"
Da Mao and Er Mao only had their dream toy car in mind, and when they heard Gu Ping’s words, their eyes were full of anticipation—
"Is it the kind of little truck that you can pull with a string and it runs on the ground?"
There was no hiding the anticipation in their eyes.
But Gu Ping frowned: "A pull-string car? I don’t think we have that one."
That’s an early prototype, he didn’t keep any.
The two kids sighed.
Old Zhu quietly breathed a sigh of relief too.
Sister-in-law Zhu watched on the side, thinking: You’ve gotten your lesson.
Next time, when you’re a boss at home, don’t spoil them.
...
Gu Ping thought for a moment:
"We don’t have the pull-string type, but we have big cars you can sit in to play—Zhou Ying, Zhou Lu, and Wu Guoqing can sit inside, but you two are too big, you’ll have to push from the outside."
"We only have small remote-controlled cars that need batteries, do you want to play with those?"
The kids tilted their heads with dazzled eyes.
Remote-controlled cars?
They had never even heard of them.
Not to mention the kind of big car, not even Little Fatty in their class had one! It’s said one costs 1000 yuan!
Remote-controlled cars were just launched in the past two years.
The remote materials were obtained by Chu River from Professor Zheng, there were limited supplies, it was a limited edition.
Chen Changhai, being smart, made a rule that only those who had bought every model from him could qualify to buy such a remote-controlled one.
But once someone sees one, who wouldn’t want to buy?
Everyone was throwing their money like crazy.
After Chu River’s memory returned, she pondered—
Chen Changhai is a genius! Isn’t he playing the luxury goods game from the ’70s?
But... now that the cars are selling hot, and money is being made, she didn’t say much more.
...
Nowadays, kids are grown, and the cars aren’t that rare anymore. But since they were assembled by hand, each kept one.
Previously in Ning City, there was a small room specifically for storing little red and white cars, Dongfeng trucks, Liberation tanks, and even rocket cars.
These are the big ones you can sit in.
And there are small ones, a variety of models indeed.
Before moving, they were specifically taken apart and packed into boxes to bring along, now only one remains not built, reassembled last night for fun, and the rest are still just parts.
But everyone’s speed has long been honed, now even assembling a big car takes only half an hour.
Having them run and shout with the kids in the yard, there’s simply no energy for that, it’s better if everyone just sits there, quietly assembling cars.
Gu Ping’s words had the 5 kids present widening their eyes, their mouths agape, as if seeing the Great Sage Equalling Heaven become real, they simply couldn’t believe it.
Da Mao and Er Mao stuttered:
"Is it a car that you pedal with your feet to move?"
"Yes." Gu Ping spoke nonchalantly: "Which one would you like to play with?"
Which one? Is there even a choice?
When it comes to toys, the kids showed intelligence beyond their years. Without a second word, Old Wu’s son hugged Gu Ping’s leg first, while looking up at him:
"Big Brother..."
Gu Ping looked at him, resembling the obedient Little An from before, smiled, and casually lifted him into his arms:
"Come on, I’ll take you to choose."
The kids immediately cheered and followed along.
...
The adults exchanged glances in the yard.
Yun Baoni had saved the watermelon seeds from the basin, had just cleaned the table, and thoughtfully poured everyone another cup of tea.
But at this moment, no one focused on her.
Old Wu patted Shi Suifeng’s shoulder directly:
"What did the kids mean just now? It couldn’t be as I think, right?!"
Old Zhou also widened his eyes:
"Good for you, Old Shi, hiding so well, you even splurged to buy such expensive things for the kids."
In comparison, it really makes them look like failures as fathers.
Shi Suifeng remained composed, with a reserved gaze.
"Don’t you know our salary levels? How could I afford it? It’s mainly Little He who earns bonuses every year from her little inventions for the research institute."
"The kids can also make money on their own, she just saved it for toys."
The collaborations were real, and the bonuses too, but their exact amount, now that’s another story.
You can’t exactly say the cars are homemade, and that all the bonuses were exchanged for materials by Professor Zheng, can you?
Jealous, jealous indeed.
Everyone looked at him, their hearts full of envy.
Finally, Old Zhu made a decision—
"I’m going to take a look too!"
These cars were being flipped for 80 yuan on the black market, he wondered what kind of thing could be so expensive.
I heard there’re even those thousand-yuan big cars!
Is there really someone who can afford them?
To this, Chen Changhai could only say—no matter the era, there are always rich people, the difference lies only in how discreet they are.
Initially, the market here in Beijing wasn’t that big, but it was in Shanghai where more people bought them.
But over the past two years, with the wind gradually cooling down, Beijing’s market heated up too. After all, under the Imperial City, Chen Changhai finally decided to settle here.
Not to mention, just with those big cars, a box of parts gifted can easily be exchanged for a job.
That’s just because wages have increased, a few years back in more remote areas, you could swap for two or three!
...
Meanwhile, the kids had gone wild.
Gu Ping had brought them into the storeroom, looking at the labels on the boxes:
"Let me be clear, these all need to be assembled yourself, and we’re about to have dinner, so we can build at most one—"
After all, kids assembling it themselves can pass the time, but although there are many of them, their speed may not be fast.
"So think carefully about which one to choose, you can’t switch midway."
Da Mao and Er Mao were heartbroken—they can’t sit in the big cars, only push from behind, though even pushing is exciting, but others can sit...
The main worry is about comparisons.
He asked, "Can the two of us choose a remote-controlled car to play with instead?"
Gu Ping thought for a moment: "Sure, that seems to be ready-made, let me find it."
Since remote-controlled cars are so small, there’s no need to disassemble, there was a small train set aside if he recalled correctly...
"Little Xuan, where’s the train track stored?"
This remote-controlled car was particularly battery-consuming, especially the train, requiring a large battery every couple of carriages, if not for having money now, playing with it would sting. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Little Xuan thought for a moment: "The track seems to be divided into 7 parts, see if there’s a longer box?"
