"The child's father! Aiyo, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing can happen to you. If anything happens to you, what will happen to our family?”
"Someone come! Save them!"
Seeing the child's father fall to the ground, Third Aunt immediately pounced on Yan Bugui and wailed loudly.
The mournful wails sounded very terrifying in the early morning.
Everyone in the courtyard was startled awake.
At this moment.
Yan Bugui's son, Yan Jiecheng, walked forward and checked his father's breathing before speaking to Third Aunt. " Mom, Dad is fine. He just fainted from anger because his beloved bicycle was stolen. Let's help him up…"
"Strangle the other first! Wake him up!"
Yan Jiecheng and his siblings helped their father Yan Bugui to the door and sat down.
Third Aunt quickly pinched Yan Bugui's philtrum.
"Who is this person? Not only did he steal my dad's bicycle, he even took away the door frame and doorsill of my house. He's too crazy!”
Yan Jiecheng looked at his father who had fainted and frowned deeply.
He felt very strange.
It was impossible for the thief to move the door frame without any movement.
However…
He didn't hear anything last night!
At this moment.
Footsteps sounded.
First Uncle Yi Zhonghai, Second Uncle Liu Haizhong, and many neighbors heard the noise and hurriedly rushed to the entrance of Yanbu's house with their clothes on. They were instantly dumbfounded. "Third Aunt, what's wrong with Third Uncle? How did it become like this?"
At this moment.
Yan Bugui was lying in Third Aunt's arms, unconscious. Third Aunt was pinching his philtrum.
Yan Jiecheng, his wife, and a few of his younger siblings surrounded Yan Bugui with anxious expressions.
"First Uncle, my house was robbed last night!”
"My dad's precious bicycle was missing, and the door and threshold were stolen. My dad woke up early and saw it and fainted on the spot!”
Yan Jiecheng looked at Yi Zhonghai and said angrily.
"Let me see!"
"It's fine. Third Master fainted from anger. Sigh!”
Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and checked Yan Bugui's breathing. When he found that he was still breathing, he immediately pinched Yan Bugui's philtrum with Third Aunt.
"Third Uncle's house was robbed? Who did this?"
"Oh my god! Even the door and threshold were stolen? No wonder Third Master fainted from anger!”
"The bicycle is gone, and even the door sill is gone. This thief is too crazy, right? This…"
"Third Aunt, is Third Uncle alright? Why don't you send him to the hospital first?"
“............”
At this moment, the surrounding aunties all looked at Yan Bugui and his family who had fainted on the ground and discussed animatedly.
"A bicycle…My bicycle! Mother, did you find my bicycle?？”
Yan Bugui woke up slowly under the fierce pinching of Third Aunt and Yi Zhonghai. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to ask about his bicycle.
"No, it's good that you're fine!"
Seeing that Yan Bugui had woken up, Third Aunt felt relieved.
"Oh my god! Who did I offend? This damned thief. I saved up for half a year to buy this bicycle, and now it's gone…"
Yan Bugui struggled and crawled to the bicycle shed. His eyes were red as he wailed.
Third Aunt, Yan Jiecheng, and a few other children stood behind him.
"Third Uncle, we have to call the police!”
"Only the police can find out!"
At this moment, Liu Haizhong, who had his hands behind his back, walked out from the crowd and spoke in a deep voice.
"Yeah, Third Uncle, call the police! The bicycle can still be recovered!"
Yi Zhonghai also consoled.
"Yes, yes, yes, call the police! Jiefang, go find Superintendent Zhang, quickly!!”
Yan Bugui's eyes flashed with hope as he spoke to his son.
.................
It's over. I guess no one will watch it anymore. I have no motivation. I'm kneeling on the evaluation votes...
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