On the winding roads connecting the countryside and the town, countless stories unfold quietly every day, either related to livelihoods or filled with warmth. Old Zhao’s electric tricycle is a frequent presence on this stage. Its carriage has been fully loaded with fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables and then rushed to the market to exchange for stacks of wrinkled but hopeful banknotes for his family. It has also carried the elderly neighbors to the town for medical treatment or to go to the market, serving as a temporary “free ride”. Moreover, it has transported bricks, tiles and cement for repairing his own house, witnessing Old Zhao’s every bit of effort in safeguarding his home. And the inconspicuous yet crucial Youyi 60V charger is just like an unknown hero behind the scenes, quietly injecting energy into the tricycle and accompanying it as it travels between the urban and rural areas.
Old Zhao is in his fifties. He is honest and warm-hearted. Relying on this tricycle, he takes on some odd transportation jobs. Although he earns only hard-earned small amounts of money, he still manages to live a fulfilling life. On weekdays, he regards the tricycle as a precious treasure. Before setting out, he is quite proficient in the inspection procedures, not missing any aspects such as tire pressure, brakes and chains. He treasures the Youyi 60V charger even more. When charging, Old Zhao will gently align the plug with the socket and slowly insert it. He will stare at the indicator light of the charger without blinking until the green light indicating normal charging lights up steadily. Then he will breathe a sigh of relief and feel at ease to go and do other things. In his heart, this charger is the “power lifeline” of the tricycle. Once something goes wrong and the vehicle breaks down, the pace of life for the whole family will be disrupted.
It was an unbearably muggy dog days. The sun hung high in the sky, generously releasing its scorching rays, baking the ground hot. Even the leaves by the roadside were drooping listlessly. Old Zhao received an urgent job to deliver several large pots of green plants to a newly opened flower shop in the town. The shop owner urged him urgently, saying that the auspicious time for the opening was approaching and there could be no delay at all. Old Zhao didn’t dare to slack off. He gulped down a big bowl of herbal tea, wiped off his sweat, and then quickly loaded the green plants onto the vehicle and set off in a hurry.
At first, the tricycle ran fairly smoothly on the flat road on the outskirts of the town. The gentle breeze blew by, bringing a bit of coolness. Old Zhao hummed a little tune and was in an especially relaxed mood. However, unexpectedly, as soon as he turned into the old street where the flower shop was located, troubles came one after another. The old street had been in disrepair for a long time, with potholes everywhere on the road surface and pieces of broken bricks, stones and sand scattered around. The vehicle bumped violently all the way, and Old Zhao was jolted from side to side on the driver’s seat. Suddenly, the vehicle’s speed slowed down without any warning. Then the power indicator light on the dashboard flashed wildly. Old Zhao’s heart tightened, and he quickly stopped the vehicle to check. After a test, he found that the battery power had been completely used up and the vehicle couldn’t move at all.
Looking at the flower shop that was within easy reach and the green plants on the vehicle that needed to be delivered urgently, Old Zhao was extremely worried. Big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and the back of his clothes was instantly soaked with sweat. He gritted his teeth and decided to go home first to charge the battery and then turn back to deliver the goods. Otherwise, if he missed the opening of the flower shop, this business would be ruined and he would also get a reputation for breach of contract.
Old Zhao rushed back home in a hurry and rushed straight to the corner where the charger was placed. However, the scene in front of him made him gasp. The outer shell of the charger was scalding hot and there were several cracks on it. When he listened carefully, there seemed to be a slight “sizzling” sound inside. When he sniffed it closely, a pungent burnt smell hit his nose directly. Old Zhao panicked and picked up the charger in a flurry, trying to insert the plug into the socket. But the charger didn’t respond at all, and the indicator light was as if it were asleep, remaining black all the time.
Watching the time passing by minute by minute while the flower shop kept calling one after another, Old Zhao was so anxious that he stamped his feet, pacing around like an ant on a hot pan. Trembling, he took out the toolbox, planning to take apart the charger and try his luck. However, the screwdriver just wouldn’t listen to his trembling hands. It took him a lot of effort to unscrew a few screws. The circuits inside were complicated and intertwined, and in some parts, there were even signs of being burnt and stuck together. Old Zhao was at a loss and didn’t know where to start at all.
Just when Old Zhao was full of despair and felt helpless, a clear knock on the door broke the silence in the room. When he opened the door, he saw Xiao Sun, a young man next door who studied electrical appliance repair. With a concerned look on his face, he asked, “Uncle Zhao, you look so red in the face with anxiety. What’s going on?” Old Zhao, as if grasping a life-saving straw, pointed at the broken Youyi 60V charger and told him all about his encounter. Without saying a word, Xiao Sun turned around and ran back to his own home. He brought a brand-new Youyi 60V charger and also brought a professional repair tool kit, which included a multimeter, an electric soldering iron and insulating tape.
It turned out that Xiao Sun loved to study electrical appliances on weekdays and often helped the neighbors solve some small electrical problems. He always kept some commonly used electrical appliance accessories at home. He skillfully used the multimeter to test Old Zhao’s broken charger. After a thorough inspection, he found that a key filter capacitor inside had been broken down, causing a short circuit and making the charger stop working. While comforting Old Zhao not to worry, Xiao Sun neatly replaced the capacitor with a new one using the electric soldering iron. He carefully cleaned the adhered circuits, cut off the burnt parts, wrapped them with insulating tape and also straightened the deformed plug. In less than twenty minutes, the charger was restored to its original state. When it was connected to the battery, the indicator light lit up steadily and the current flowed smoothly.
Old Zhao’s eyes were red, and his voice choked with emotion. He grasped Xiao Sun’s hand tightly and thanked him repeatedly, saying, “Good boy, thank you so much! If it weren’t for your timely appearance, this business of mine would have been ruined. I’ll remember this kindness!” Xiao Sun smiled and waved his hand, saying, “Uncle Zhao, don’t mention it. We’re all neighbors. Who doesn’t have difficulties? It’s just a piece of cake. You should pay more attention to the charger in the future and don’t let it get overheated or bumped.”
Old Zhao restarted the vehicle and drove steadily towards the flower shop. After this incident, Old Zhao took meticulous care of the Youyi 60V charger. Every time after using it, he would carefully put it away and place it in a dry and ventilated place. He also regularly wiped the outer shell and checked whether there were any damages to the circuits. Since then, the charger has never had any problems again and has steadily accompanied Old Zhao as he shuttled between urban and rural roads, helping him complete the transportation tasks successfully time after time and maintaining a stable life for his family.