This repairman is Zhang Yifei's father Zhang Zhiguo. He is 39 years old this year. However, he is dirty and tired from car repairs all year round, making him look much older than his actual age. Zhang Yifei came to the gutter and said to Zhang Zhiguo who was screwing screws: "Old man, where is the tow key at home?"

It's also fate. Zhang Yifei had dealt with cars all his life in his previous life, but he still couldn't leave his relationship with cars in this life, but he just changed from a driver to a son of a mobility repairman.

Zhang Yifei did not call him dad because the previous "Zhang Yifei" was in the rebellious period of youth and had always been the name of an old man. This also solved a psychological barrier for Zhang Yifei. You should know that he was in his early thirties in his previous life. Zhang Zhiguo was less than ten years older than him, and his psychological age was not as bad as his generation.

When Zhang Zhiguo heard Zhang Yifei's voice, he raised his head and replied in a thick voice: "What are you doing towing the keys so late?"

"What can I do? Just a tow truck."

Zhang Zhiguo frowned, then he took off his gloves and walked out of the gutter, looked at his son with a serious face and said, "Are you causing trouble outside? Why do you want to tow a truck?"

"It's nothing big, I just accidentally made a small problem with Wang Shutao (glasses) his Jetta King and needed to be dragged back."

Zhang Yifei's tone was very relaxed. After all, he was thinking twenty years later. It was normal for a car to break down. If it broke, it would be repaired. However, in Zhang Zhiguo's eyes, it is likely that his son had caused trouble outside and broke the car.

"What does it mean to have a small fault? Do you need a towing truck or a small fault? After the New Year, it will take the time to take the college entrance examination. You are still struggling outside every day. Have you ever considered what to plan in the future?"

Zhang Zhiguo's tone was a bit gentle and angry. He was originally a traditional strict father, unlike later generations who valued good communication and being friends with his children. Now as Zhang Yifei got older, he felt that it was harder to understand his son's thinking. Although he did not have the same quarrels and rebelliousness as he used to be, his way of speaking and behavior became more and more strange. Sometimes he felt a little helpless.

On the other hand, Zhang Yifei was extremely depressed. He never expected that he would be thirty years old in his mind, and in the end he would face another college entrance examination decision and his father preached. However, although he did not have much father-son relationship with Zhang Zhiguo, he was not like ordinary boys, rebellious and incomprehensible of the expectations of the older generation.

So Zhang Yifei did not stubbornly refute, but replied depressedly: "After all, there is still a while for the college entrance examination. Now the problem is that the car is still broken on Qixing Mountain. I can't leave Wang Shutao and the car there for the night."

Hearing his son's words, Zhang Zhiguo sighed, then turned around and picked up a towel to wipe the oil from his hands, and walked towards the door.

"Let's go, I'll go with you."

"No, I can do it myself."

"There are many steep bends down the mountain, and there is a car behind you. What can you do?"

Zhang Zhiguo replied sternly, and before Zhang Yifei could say anything, he had already gotten into the trailer parked at the door.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yifei swallowed back what he wanted to say, because he was actually raised in an orphanage in his previous life and had never experienced the so-called fatherly love and motherly love. Maybe this is his father.

When they got into the car, the father and son drove towards the Qixing Mountain. The two of them sat in the car without saying anything. Zhang Zhiguo himself was not good at speaking, and Zhang Yifei was purely embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, Zhang Yifei still spoke: "Old man, the accessories warehouse canvas covers a car, right?"

Hearing Zhang Yifei's question, Zhang Zhiguo was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon he replied in a plain tone: "Well, there is a scrapped car."

"Our family should not be as wealthy as a Ford Mustang scrapped, and this is not an ordinary Ford Mustang GT, but a high-performance version of the SVT Cobra. It is not easy to get it to China. I think no one will choose to scrap."

"Do you know this car?"

Zhang Zhiguo asked in surprise. He was not surprised that Zhang Yifei would lift the canvas to see because children were curious. However, Zhang Yifei not only recognized this as a Ford Mustang, but also knew that this was a cobra version of the Mustang. This surprised him very much. Most people don’t even recognize the car, let alone identify the version.

"I not only know, but also know that the engine of this car has changed from the original 5.0l v8 to the latest 4.6l v8. Although the displacement has been reduced a little, the power is 224kw (305ps) and the peak torque has reached 406nm. Moreover, this engine was only released two years ago, but the car was four years ago. Old man, you should not be idle enough to replace the engine for a scrapped car."

If Zhang Yifei knew the Mustang version, Zhang Zhiguo was already surprised, but now he even said the engine version, which was extremely shocking for Zhang Zhiguo. This kid had never shown his interests and knowledge in this area. How did he know?

Seeing Zhang Zhiguo's expression full of astonishment, Zhang Yifei was not surprised, because this was as shocked as when he first saw this Ford Cobra two months ago. He could not have imagined that in the warehouse of a car repair shop in the late 1990s, there would be a high-performance version of the Ford Mustang!

But at that time, Zhang Yifei had just arrived in this world, and it was not easy to try his best to hide his inconspicuousness. How could he reveal the secret of knowing this car? So he had never endured it.

Until today, he has basically adapted to this world and is almost the same as the original memory of this body. In addition, he had already spoken before and had to win thirty seconds. It is definitely impossible to rely on the Jetta King who exploded the cylinder, so from the moment Zhang Yifei spoke, the target had already hit this Ford Cobra.

"How do you know this?"

This question was long before Zhang Yifei expected, and he replied with a faint smile on his lips: "My family runs a car repair shop, and at least it needs to be influenced by some culture. If you don't even know the car, how can you be worthy of the family's inheritance, right?"

Zhang Yifei did not give a positive answer because this insight was too bizarre for high school students. The only thing that was slightly reasonable was that it was close to Hong Kong Island and learned the latest car knowledge from Hong Kong Island or Japanese racing magazines. But the more lies, the more loopholes there were, so Zhang Yifei just wanted to pass it over.
Chapter completed!