Chapter 16 Car Dealer Zhao Qishui
He Shu only wiped four cars today . He felt light and fluttery all afternoon, and had no strength at all.
The boss looked at him sideways with a cigarette in his mouth, which made him nervous.
"Boss, I will definitely clean a few more cars tomorrow."
He Shu didn't want to lose the job he had finally found.
"How about I work overtime? I see there are still cars that haven't been cleaned yet..."
"Ha..." The boss laughed out loud: "Still working overtime? Everyone else has gone home and you're still cleaning here by yourself? I have to leave the door open and the water and electricity running for you? Okay, if you continue like this tomorrow, get out of here."
After paying He Shu the wages, the boss waved his hand and let him go.
Seeing He Shu's thin figure staggering to the side of the road, the boss called him again.
He Shu turned around and tried to cheer himself up, and saw the boss driving a car out of the store.
"Get in the car, it's just been repaired, come with me to test drive it."
He Shu didn't understand why, but he still got into the car and fastened his seat belt.
"Where do you live?"
"I live in front of the old station stone bridge...Boss, I can go back by myself."
The boss said nothing more and drove off.
Since he didn't have to walk home, He Shu sat in his seat, and fatigue seemed to overwhelm him like the sea.
He held on for a while, only to feel uncomfortable all over, a state where he couldn't tell where it hurt, but felt uncomfortable everywhere.
After the car passed the stone bridge, the boss turned around and wanted to ask him where he lived, but found that He Shu had his eyes closed and his face flushed.
He raised his hand and placed the back of his hand on He Shu's forehead, then touched his face. The skin under his hand felt like a stove.
The boss took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, looking around, and parked the car in front of a drugstore...
He Shu felt someone pushing him. He moved his eyeballs a few times under his eyelids, but he couldn't open his eyelids.
Immediately afterwards, someone hit him in the face. With a "pa pa" sound, He Shu finally opened his eyes.
"have eaten."
Two capsules were put near his mouth, and the boss forced them into his mouth regardless of He Shu's slow reaction.
Then he unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and put it directly to his lips.
After swallowing the medicine, He Shu finally reacted. He reached out to take the water and drank two more sips to wash the medicine down: "Thank you, boss."
The boss glanced at He Shu's red and swollen palms, feeling a little annoyed.
"If you want to work in my shop, you should be in good shape. Look at you, washing cars even when you have a fever. If I am reported for abusing child labor, my shop will be closed."
"I'm sorry... I'll definitely..."
"Which building?" The boss seemed to be in a bad mood and interrupted He Shu.
He Shu paused, turned his head and looked outside, only to find that he was already near his home.
"The one in front..." He Shu pointed weakly to the front.
The boss drove He Shu downstairs. He Shu thanked him again, but was impatiently stuffed with a box of antipyretic medicine and forced out of the car. The boss then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
After He Shu went upstairs, the owner of the car wash came back a few minutes later.
I parked the car in front of a small shop next to it, went in to buy a pack of cigarettes, and then started chatting with the owner of the shop.
Half an hour later, the car wash owner returned to the shop. All the employees had gone off work, leaving only Xiao Dong, an apprentice who was learning how to repair cars with him.
"Master, let's have barbecue tonight? I'll go buy some meat and we'll skewer it ourselves." Xiao Dong had a playful look on his face. He was just in his early 20s, but his hands were as rough as an old man's, and they looked like they had lost their original color even after washing.
"You only know how to eat. Are you here to learn how to repair cars or just to make a living?"
"Hehe, how can you have the energy to work if you don't eat enough?" Xiao Dong is not afraid of his boss. After spending a long time with him, he will find that his master is a typical person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
"Master, where were you just now?"
"Where do I have to report to you?"
Seeing Xiao Dong's frivolous smile, the boss was annoyed and chased him away: "Aren't we going to have barbecue? Go to the market and buy some vegetables. Bring me two kidneys."
Xiao Dong left happily without changing his clothes. He was still wearing his dirty work clothes and he seemed quite proud of himself.
Seeing him like that, the boss snorted twice, then turned and went into the hut where he usually rested.
The owner of the car wash is named Zhao Qishui, 42 years old, and his hometown is Ningjiangkou, not far from Danhe City.
Zhao Qishui has a son named Zhao Yan. If he were raised by his side, he would be 17 years old this year, the same age as He Shu.
Zhao Qishui took out an old wallet from the pocket of his greasy work clothes and gently touched an old photo inside the wallet.
In the photo, there is a chubby little boy wearing clothes with a cartoon panda pattern and a big red dot between his eyebrows. He is smiling with his little teeth showing.
When Zhao Yan was four years old, he loved giant pandas very much and kept asking to go see them.
But at that time, there was not even a decent zoo in Danhe City, let alone in the rural hometown.
So Zhao Qishui, who was particularly doting on his children, decided to use up the family savings to take his son Zhao Yan to travel to Shangfule, because that is the hometown of pandas.
He, his wife and children took a bus from their rural hometown in Ningjiangkou to Danhe City, where they planned to take a plane to Fule.
As a result, right here, in a small restaurant at the corner of the street, the child was lost while eating...
Someone said that he saw his son being carried away by an old woman and put into a van.
After Zhao Qishui called the police, he started looking for the person like crazy. He searched all over Danhe City and covered most of the country.
He spent all his family wealth, even sold his house and land , and borrowed a lot of money from relatives and friends, but in the end there was still no news of his son.
Later, his wife couldn't stand this kind of life anymore, so she left a letter and left.
Zhao Qishui also lost confidence in the face of repeated disappointments and setbacks. Finally, he settled down in Danhe City, learned the skill of car repair, and opened this car repair shop in the place where his son was lost.
Until now, every time a new customer comes, he slips them a business card.
The front side lists his car dealership’s services, address and contact number, while the back side lists his son Zhao Yan’s personal information and photo.
At this point, even he himself doesn't know whether his son is dead or alive, let alone what his son looks like now.
Even if they really met face to face, Zhao Qishui felt that he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.
He only hoped that one day Zhao Yan would see the photo, remember his childhood and get it back on his own.
So Zhao Qishui took in those underage children who came out to work, because he was afraid that his own children would not have a good life, so he always gave those children of the same age as his son a meal.
If his son grew up well, he would be the same age as He Shu.
Looking at He Shu working hard to wash the car, his skinny body, eating white rice with pickles and dry steamed buns, I don't know who bullied him, he came to work with injuries all over his body and a high fever.
Zhao Qishui couldn't help but wonder if his son Zhao Yan had also suffered so much? Was there no one to take care of him when he was sick?
So today he sent He Shu home and asked people about He Shu's situation.
But after asking around, Zhao Qishui became even more annoyed.
He has been searching for more than ten years just to reunite with his son. Why do some people not know how to cherish what is within their reach?
