Along the way, the wind and lightning caused many people to turn their heads.
In a word,"Yang Chen riding a bicycle is the most beautiful child on this road."”
This was not because Yang Chen was high-profile, because he did not treat it as a matter at all.
Near the courtyard, Yang Chen went to an empty alley and then took out 50 pounds of flour, 20 pounds of corn flour, and some firewood, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
Carrying the full harvest, Yang Chen pushed the bicycle into the courtyard.
"Auntie, are you busy?"
"Chen, your car? Why did he buy so many things? Good heavens, this bag of white flour was probably no less than 50 catties, right?”
"Auntie, you really have sharp eyes.”
After greeting him, Yang Chen took the initiative to leave.
Along the way, all the men, women, and children in the courtyard gathered together on their Firestorm Wheels.
Everyone's topic revolved around Yang Chen and his Phoenix bicycle.
"A Phoenix bicycle is indeed a good car.”
"It's almost 200 yuan. How can it not look good?”
"Boss, when do you think our family can buy one?”
"What are you doing? Can't you live like this?"
"Hey, hey, what do you think is the background of this Yang Chen? Yesterday, he moved in and had two big rooms. Today, he was so generous to carry a car. He didn't seem to be an ordinary person, right?”
"In my opinion, Xiao Chen is still too young. He's eating his fill alone, but the whole family isn't hungry.”
"What? If he were to squander like this, I would definitely beat him up.”
"You guys are just eating carrots and worrying about nothing. They live their lives behind closed doors. Even if they squander their family, what does that have to do with us?”
When people were poor, it was a luxury whether they could eat their fill or not.
In this case, Yang Chen's purchase of a bicycle would naturally set off the envy of many people.
After putting the flour and the like, Yang Chen went straight to the backyard.
"Old lady, it's still sunbathing…"
"The sun is suitable today, so it's healthier to bask in the sun.”
"That's right. I can tell that the old lady will enjoy life.”
"Xiao Chen, what did you say? I can't hear you…"
Otherwise, why would the deaf old lady not be deaf at all? It wasn't that she couldn't hear him, but she only listened to what she wanted to hear.
This was an attitude towards life and also a manifestation of wisdom.
"Old lady, my uncle just brought me a radio. With it, your room has an extra sound…Come, let me teach you how to use it.”
Listening to the radio, the old deaf lady, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became energetic.
"It's a good thing. It can pass time.”
"As long as the old lady likes it."
"Xiao Chen, this thing isn't cheap, right? I'm an old lady. I don't care if I have it or not. Quickly take it back and give it to your future wife.”
"Old Madam, I'm only 15 years old. It's still too early for me to get married. Moreover, this thing has to be used frequently to extend its lifespan…"
When Yang Chen said this, the deaf old lady did not refuse.
The old and young chatted, but the middle court seemed to be a market.
Yan Bugui, who came back from work, was the third uncle. When he heard that the third aunt said that Yang Chen had bought a new car, he immediately rushed to the middle court.
Yang Chen did not lock the car and parked it against the wall.
"This car should be made of steel, right? It's sturdy and the style is also beautiful…"
"Third Uncle, don't squeeze. This car isn't yours.”
"What do you know? This is a 'physical examination'. As long as I'm satisfied, I'll immediately pick one up.”
Yan Bugui said as he bowed and caressed. Touching the car, his eyes lit up as if he was playing with a good antique.
Yan Bugui didn't lack the money to buy a car. What he lacked was a bicycle ticket.
"This Yang Chen is not simple, he has a car and a house at a young age, but he is too young, otherwise, I could introduce him to a girlfriend…The first bicycle in the courtyard, how could the face of my third uncle be snatched by a little brat?”
Yan Bugui's heart was in turmoil.
At Second Uncle's house, Liu Guangrong, Liu Guangtian, and Liu Guangfu gathered together as soon as they returned home.
"Xiao Er, Xiao San, do you think we should buy a bicycle?”
"Big brother, who's paying?"
"Yes, yes. Most importantly, which of the three of us has a bicycle ticket?”
Liu Guangrong was about to get married, so he thought,"If we have a bicycle at home, we will definitely have more face when we pick up our wife.”
Liu Guangrong couldn't afford a bicycle, but his father, the second uncle, had the financial ability to do so.
"Guangtian, Guangfu, our dad is a Level 7 blacksmith in the rolling mill. Not only does he earn about 90 yuan a month, but he has worked for a long time…So, our dad applied to the head of the mill.”
"That's true. If our family had a bicycle, not to mention riding it every day, but riding it once or twice a month, I think our father wouldn't reject it, right?”
Liu Guangtian and his brothers were still too inexperienced. With Liu Haizhong's personality, once he bought a bicycle, time would be his exclusive ride.
To put it bluntly, even if it was his own son, he would have to ride on his father while the rest of them threw ham.
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