Chapter 37: I Beg You, Stop!

With the appearance of Qin Xi, the viewers in the livestream went wild.

"Good heavens!"
"It's one thing to start the broadcast early, but to have a mysterious female guest? And the key is, this guest is wearing a uniform with two bars and two stars!"
"Holy moly! Brother Wei is living the dream!"

Wei Xiu, however, had no time to pay attention to the comments; he was busy receiving Grandpa Yang in the front hall.
"Great-uncle, the car is fixed."
Old Man Yang replied, "Thanks for your hard work, Xiao Wei. I brought some fresh catnip from home—just picked it—so you can use it for your noodles."
"Thank you, Great-uncle."
Wei Xiu accepted the catnip and turned to head toward the workshop.

Qin Xi, standing to the side, watched this scene of filial piety and felt genuinely moved. During a meeting, the Chief had specifically mentioned this: Wei Xiu possessed extraordinary talent, yet he remained humble, staying in the town to run a repair shop and serve the local farmers. At the time, Qin Xi had been skeptical, thinking the Chief was exaggerating to elevate Wei Xiu’s reputation.

Seeing it now, she realized the Chief hadn't exaggerated at all. Wei Xiu repaired a vehicle for someone and didn't charge money, and the old gentleman brought a bag of catnip as a gift. What a harmonious neighborhood relationship! Thinking of this, Qin Xi, dressed in her military uniform, felt a pang of shame.

However, the viewers in the chat saw it differently.
"Brother Wei is just like this—using the sharpest tongue to say the warmest things."
"Honestly, this isn't just repairs; it’s providing emotional support for the elderly left behind in rural areas."
"I fix your car, you give me catnip—this is the most wholesome customer relationship I've ever seen."
"Hold on! We don't know how well he actually fixed the car yet!"
"True, logically speaking, the old man might have gotten the short end of the deal with that bag of catnip."

Regular viewers knew that in the last episode, Wei Xiu had made some grandiose promises. Who knew what kind of car he had actually cobbled together?

...

Amidst the anticipation, Wei Xiu drove the "repaired" Land Rover out to the screen. It was a matte-gray, rugged off-road vehicle!

"????" Qin Xi was stunned. *What the hell? This is the old man's ride? Is the old guy playing the 'pig eating the tiger' here?*

What appeared before their eyes was clearly a Range Rover. Matte gray paint, a unique finish that gave the vehicle a mysterious aura. The stepped roof, the floating pillars, the clamshell hood—it was the standard Range Rover family design. Fifty-two years of automotive history wasn't just for show. It was beautiful!

The chat exploded.
"Holy crap, this car is fire!"
"Are you sure this is the old man's 'Xiansheng' modified?"
"Damn, isn't this just a Range Rover?"
"No, compared to this, a real Range Rover looks like a knockoff."
"Brother Wei went all out just to make the viewers eat their words."
"Did he just buy a Range Rover to give to the old man?"

The viewers couldn't believe it was a modification. For one thing, the length and width of the car were doubled; how could it be the same vehicle? Furthermore, the quality of this car had far surpassed the category of "elderly mobility scooters." A copycat factory could replicate dimensions, but they could never replicate that elegant British temperament. The car Wei Xiu drove out didn't look like a Xiansheng, nor did it look like a Range Rover—it looked like the father of all Range Rovers.

"You only charged a bag of catnip for fixing a luxury car like this?" Qin Xi couldn't understand and stepped forward to whisper, "Don't lose money! I thought you were fixing something else. Good heavens! This is a top-tier luxury vehicle! Even a replacement screw would cost thousands, and you only took a bag of catnip? Are you running a charity?"

Wei Xiu waved his hand dismissively. "Didn't replace many parts, just a casual job."

Turning around, Wei Xiu raised his voice and introduced it to Old Man Yang with enthusiasm. "Great-uncle, this is your old mobility scooter. I gave it a fresh coat of paint. This color is quite trendy right now—they call it 'Chamonix Grey'."

The old man looked bewildered, but he was satisfied with the color. This gray was much better than his previous pearl white.

Qin Xi, standing nearby, frowned. She had seen gray Land Rovers before, and the name was indeed correct, but they never had this texture—they were always glossy. The gray on this car, however, was something else. It was a matte finish, yet not entirely; it looked more like a high-end enchantment. From afar, it was a solid concrete gray, but up close, it had an extreme, frosted quality. Qin Xi felt this color was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

"Great-uncle, the old battery wasn't working well. It wouldn't hold a charge and was prone to catching fire. I replaced it with a new one, so you can drive it as much as you want. You won't even need to charge it for seven or eight days."

Hearing this, Old Man Yang was overjoyed. The biggest problem with his old car was that he had to charge it constantly. It would only run for sixty or seventy kilometers before needing a charge, and charging it took an entire night. Now, being able to go seven or eight days without charging solved his biggest headache.

The old man excitedly gripped Wei Xiu's hand. "Xiao Wei, you're a good person."

"But Great-uncle, you have to drive slowly. The new battery and motor aren't like the old ones—the acceleration is very fast. You must follow traffic rules and stick to the speed limit."

Old Man Yang looked confused. "Is there such a thing as a speed limit for driving?"

Qin Xi: "???? Nonsense! Old man, have you ever taken a driver's test?"

The viewers, however, found it easier to understand. The old man's previous car could barely hit 40 kilometers per hour, so it never really had to worry about speed limits. Regardless, Wei Xiu had indeed fixed the car, and he had done a good job. The battery and motor were hard to verify, but the exterior of the car was definitely the real deal—it resembled a Land Rover but looked much better.

Just as everyone was marveling at Wei Xiu's miraculous skills, he led Old Man Yang to the rear of the vehicle.

"Great-uncle, this is the fuel port. Remember, use diesel."
Old Man Yang asked, "Why would it need to take fuel?"
"In case you run out of electricity, you can run it on diesel. Diesel isn't expensive."

The chat was dumbfounded.
"Are you kidding me?"
"It's a hybrid?!"
"Is this still a mobility scooter?"
"Land Rover exterior, Li Auto L9 power."
"Honestly, why diesel?"
"It's cheap and durable; many machines in rural areas run on diesel."

Wei Xiu glanced at the chat, thinking to himself that they only knew the half of it. He turned back and introduced it to Grandpa Yang.

"Adding diesel isn't just for running the car; it's mainly for generating electricity. Because I've installed an air conditioner inside. From now on, when you pick up your granddaughter, you won't have to suffer in the heat or cold. Also, I've added a refrigerator and a television. Your granddaughter can lie inside and watch TV. During busy farming seasons, you can drive this to the fields and take a rest right there."

As he spoke, Wei Xiu opened the door, revealing the luxurious interior. The old man was stunned. Qin Xi was stunned. The viewers were left speechless.

Is this still a mobility scooter? Isn't this an RV?
"It's got a fridge, a TV, and a washing machine."
"No wonder it needs diesel; everything in there needs power."
"Good heavens, the L9 I just bought doesn't feel so great anymore!"
"The L9 is nothing; this configuration is basically an RV."
"I woke up too fast—mobility scooters are now RVs?"
"Please stop! If you keep modifying them, mobility scooters are going to turn into semi-trucks next."
"The '100-ton mobility scooter' and 'high-speed rail mobility scooter' are just around the corner."
"@Linyang Traffic Police, time to get to work."