When Xia Yu arrived in front of the motorcyclist, the young man instinctively stepped back.
“Why are you dodging? Grandma won’t hit you,” Xia Yu said. He had fully embraced this role in recent days.
Except for the lack of a sweet voice to chat with, logging into an elderly person’s account had little effect on him.
Primarily because Yin Shulan’s body was very healthy, much better than many young people who stayed up late, smoked, and drank alcohol.
“I just feel a bit weak in my legs,” the motorcyclist defended himself.
He was indeed somewhat scared. His family lived in a town where the social atmosphere was much better than in the countryside. Even fights were rare, let alone highway robbery.
This was the first time he had ever had a sickle held to his neck.
“Then sit down and rest.”
After inspecting the young motorcyclist and confirming he was genuinely fine, Xia Yu approached the three robbers lying on the ground.
He extended his foot and nudged them, saying, “Stop pretending to be dead. Get up and pick up the money for Grandma. If even one penny is missing, you won’t be leaving today.”
The three stood up despite the pain in their bodies, collected all the money Xia Yu had scattered to distract them, and handed it to him.
Three banknotes were missing—either blown away by the wind or fallen into hidden corners. After searching fruitlessly, each of them contributed 100 yuan to compensate.
After putting the money back into his pocket, Xia Yu waved at them dismissively: “Scram.”
The three immediately limped away from the road.
Returning to the motorcyclist, Xia Yu said, “You have a phone, right? Call the police.”
“Calling the police won’t help,” the young man replied. Still, he took out his phone and dialed the police.
After hanging up, Xia Yu told him, “Calling the police might not help, but if any trouble arises later, whether you called or not makes a big difference.”
The motorcyclist nodded vaguely, as if he understood.
“Alright, if you get it, hurry up and take Grandma home.”
After the motorcyclist climbed onto the motorcycle, Xia Yu also straddled it. However, the motorcyclist hesitated to start the engine.
“What’s wrong?” Xia Yu asked in surprise, “Is the motorcycle broken?”
“No, Grandma, my legs are still shaky. I’m afraid I can’t drive now—it would be dangerous,” the motorcyclist gritted his teeth and said.
It was no small thing for a young man to admit this.
“… Although it’s still early, I don’t want to stay here in the wind,” Xia Yu thought.
“Oh, right, do I have a motorcycle license?” Xia Yu seemed to be talking to himself, but in reality, he was speaking to Yin Shulan.
Yin Shulan replied, “Yes, though it’s been a year since you last rode.”
He actually had one?
It seemed that Yin Shulan had lived quite a vibrant life in her youth.
As long as she had one, that was enough.
Xia Yu had long wanted to use this body to practice driving. If Yin Shulan hadn’t had a license, he would have been slightly troubled—after all, one couldn’t obtain a license after turning sixty.
However, those who obtained their license before sixty could still drive normally after turning sixty, only needing to undergo some medical checks.
If there had been no license, he would have had no choice but to practice driving using a bicycle.
That image was too poetic.
Getting off the motorcycle, Xia Yu grabbed the motorcyclist’s collar, pulled him to the back seat, and handed him the bag of snacks.
While the motorcyclist was still stunned, Xia Yu put on the young man’s windproof goggles and sat in front.
“Hold on tight, Grandma is about to take off!” Xia Yu started the engine.
In his previous life, he had also held a motorcycle license. Though not an expert rider, his skills were decent.
“Eh? Grandma, don’t…” Before the motorcyclist could finish speaking, Xia Yu twisted the throttle and sped off.
“Slow down! Slow down! Slow down!” Frightened, the motorcyclist tightly gripped Xia Yu’s shoulders.
Xia Yu wasn’t driving any faster than the motorcyclist normally did, but the fact that a sixty-year-old grandmother was behind the wheel was terrifying enough.
“Don’t worry, Grandma here has a license!” After getting a feel for the controls, Xia Yu accelerated.
“Grandma! Grandma! Slow down!” The scenery flew past his eyes, and the wind stung his face painfully. The motorcyclist shouted loudly.
With the wind howling so loudly, only shouting could allow them to communicate.
“You young people get scared at such a low speed. You’re not tough enough!” Xia Yu shouted.
“When did I say I wasn’t tough? Even if you doubled the speed, I’d still be fine!” Provoked by Xia Yu, the motorcyclist bragged.
“Great! Grandma is speeding up then!”
“No, Grandma, no! I was just bragging!”
However, Xia Yu ignored him.
The motorcyclist’s fear was understandable—he was scared of an accident. Although Xia Yu hadn’t yet reached Driving Level 1 at this moment, his Agility Level 4 wasn’t for show. Even if a mole suddenly popped up on the road ahead, he could timely jump off the motorcycle with the young man and send the bike flying into the nearby field.
As the motorcyclist watched in horror, Xia Yu picked up more and more speed. Five minutes later, he gained the Driving Level 1 skill, and he pushed the speed to its maximum.
Ten minutes later, the village appeared before Xia Yu’s eyes. He slowed down and headed toward his home.
Hearing the sound of the motorcycle, villagers came out of their houses to see what was happening.
When they saw Yin Shulan riding the motorcycle, they were shocked.
Anyone would be astonished to see an elderly woman driving a motorcycle at a high speed.
Especially with a young man sitting behind her.
In the city, such a scene would definitely be filmed, uploaded online, and spark heated discussions.
Unfortunately, this was the countryside.
Yin Ling, who had been taking care of her mother at home, was also drawn out by the sound of the motorcycle. By then, Xia Yu had already slowed down, so although Yin Ling was surprised to see her grandmother riding the motorcycle, she wasn’t overly shocked.
With a stylish wheel spin, Xia Yu stopped the motorcycle.
Removing his windproof goggles, Xia Yu patted the motorcyclist’s shoulder with some regret: “Your motorcycle’s speed isn’t great.”
Although he heard a comment criticizing his motorcycle, the motorcyclist found the remark oddly endearing.
Good thing the motorcycle wasn’t great.
By now, his legs had regained their strength, but his face was pale, and he felt slightly carsick.
He sat down on the ground nearby, needing to catch his breath. Right now, he didn’t want to see a motorcycle again.
Xia Yu asked Yin Ling to bring a cup of tea for the motorcyclist, patted his shoulder, took back his snack bag, and gave him a ten-yuan note before leaving him be.
Walking into the courtyard, he took out a reclining chair, lay down comfortably, took out a bag of potato chips and a can of cola from the snack bag, and started snacking.
This was the lifestyle he deserved to enjoy.
Waving Yin Ling, who was secretly watching from the side, to come over, Xia Yu fed his granddaughter some potato chips.
Yin Ling resembled An Siyao a lot. Feeding her felt just like feeding a younger version of An Siyao.
Moreover, the girl genuinely loved potato chips and cola, unlike An Siyao, who showed no expression even when fed sweet rice balls.
Looking at the satisfied and happy expression on Yin Ling’s face, Xia Yu felt content in his heart.
After a lifetime of hard work, having such a lovely granddaughter made his life complete.
After finishing the potato chips and cola with his granddaughter, Xia Yu gave her another bag and let her go play by herself.
In Xia Yu’s mind, Yin Shulan nagged about things like “eating eggs instead” or “buying some meat,” commenting they were more nutritious.
To stop her nagging, Xia Yu said, “Tomorrow at noon, bring a jar or any other container to the open field south of the town, near the electric tower, and bury the container there. I’ll magically produce five hundred thousand yuan in cash inside. Remember to stick a wooden stick in the ground to mark the spot.”
“Okay,” Yin Shulan was indeed distracted.
Eight hours later, Xia Yu returned to his own body. Picking up the diary of Xia Yu, he checked the day’s tasks, then called You Xue and asked him to take some photos during his travels.
Xia Yu thought for a moment, took a selfie, and sent it to You Xue.
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