Siheyuan: Night Demon Descends, Don't Sleep Too Soundly at Night
50 Versailles

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"Can I touch it?"

Yu Li asked.

"Just touch it. What's the big deal?"

Zhang Bingye found it funny.

Yu Li reached out and touched the paint and seat of the bicycle.

His eyes were burning.

She even rang the bicycle bell.

The car bell rang.

"It's really nice."

Yu Li said happily.

"Bingye, you already bought a car.”

Yan Fugui's old habits acted up again.

Her heart was sour, and she wanted to get some benefits from Zhang Bingye.

"Third Uncle, you didn't treat me when you bought the car.”

Zhang Bingye didn't give him any face.

He directly retorted.

For the past few days, he had given the Yan Family some benefits on account of Yu Li.

Yan Fugui really didn't know what to do.

"I'm different. My family is waiting to eat.”

"You're the only one who's full, but the whole family isn't hungry.”

Yan Fugui smiled awkwardly.

She still didn't give up.

"We can talk about treating when I'm happy.”

Zhang Bingye pushed the cart and crossed the steps of the courtyard with the envious eyes of the people in the front yard.

The corner of Yan Fugui's mouth twitched, and he felt very uncomfortable.

In the middle court.

Silly Zhu was standing in front of the Jia family's door, saying something.

Qin Huairu said.

Jia Zhangshi stood at the side.

"Ah, Bingye, is this the new car you bought?”

Aunt Yi's eyes widened when she saw Zhang Bingye pushing the bicycle.

They were extremely envious.

Although Yi Zhonghai's salary was high, he did not have a bicycle at home.

It wasn't that Yi Zhonghai didn't want to buy it.

He couldn't get tickets.

Yi Zhonghai was a Level 8 fitter, so he had no problem assigning his skills.

But in the factory, he liked to manipulate people and put on airs.

The leaders didn't like him very much.

If he couldn't get a ticket, he couldn't buy a bicycle.

Previously, Yi Zhonghai had thought of buying a second-hand bicycle.

After Yan Fugui bought a new car, Yi Zhonghai gave up on the idea.

If he bought a second-hand car, he would be inferior to Yan Fugui.

"Yes, Aunt Yi. I just bought it today.”

Zhang Bingye nodded.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Several pairs of eyes landed on Zhang Bingye at the same time.

Silly Zhu's eyeballs almost flew out.

Qin Huairu covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes filled with shock.

Jia Zhang-shi was shocked at first, then her face was filled with anger.

The wicked bastard actually bought a car.

This bicycle should have belonged to the Jia family!

Zhang Bingye pushed his bicycle to the door of his house.

He parked his bicycle against the wall.

He locked the bicycle.

"Zhang Bingye, did you buy this bicycle?”

Before Zhang Bingye could enter, Silly Zhu couldn't hold it in anymore.

His voice was trembling.

There was a last trace of hope in his eyes.

He hoped to get a negative answer from Zhang Bingye.

"I bought it."

"Phoenix, 180 yuan, so-so.”

"There's nothing better in the main shopping mall, so I'll make do with it.”

Zhang Bingye said with a smile as he held the book.

It was as if they were chatting with ordinary friends.

He only spent 180 yuan on a bicycle.

There was no need to show off.

There was really no need to show off.

Zhang Bingye admitted that he was a layman.

It was such a good opportunity, so he didn't show off.

It was better to push the bicycle into the river.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Silly Zhu's breathing became rough.

Zhang Bingye's every word was like a sharp sword stabbing into his chest.

What did he mean by 180 yuan?

Silly Zhu felt that Zhang Bingye's expression was really asking for a beating.

"Where did you get so much money?"

Qin Huairu's body trembled.

He could not help but ask.

"Isn't it just 180 yuan? Is it a lot?”

"I think it's fine."

Zhang Bingye said in a confused manner.

Qin Huairu felt as if someone had taken a hammer and hammered her on the head.

"Where did you get the bicycle ticket?"

"I think you stole this bicycle!”

Jia Zhang-shi's eyes turned red.

"Hehe, I won't tell you."

"Why don't you try stealing a bicycle on the street?”

Zhang Bingye chuckled and entered.

Leaving behind three beasts that were about to explode from anger.

Yi Zhonghai stood at the head of the room and looked away.

Yi Zhonghai heard Aunt Yi's words.

He had been peeking through the window.

Looking at the brand new and bright bicycle, Yi Zhonghai was also very envious.

But he was smart and stayed at home.

To prevent Zhang Bingye's " Versailles ".

Yi Zhonghai looked at the bicycle a few more times.

He was so envious that his chicken turned purple.

"Do you think Zhang Bingye really bought this bicycle?”

"He can buy a bicycle. I don't think so.”

Silly Zhu said unwillingly.

She couldn't admit that Zhang Bingye was the one who had bought this dazzling bicycle.

"It should be Zhang Bingye who bought it.”

Qin Huairu bit her lip.

Qin Huiru did not even dare to think about a bicycle that cost 180 yuan.

Silly Zhu's face turned pale.

Even if he was unwilling to admit it in his heart.

He could not continue to lie to himself.

Stealing a bicycle was a serious crime.

Although it was not enough to eat peanuts, it was not a problem to be locked up for three to five years.

If Zhang Bingye had stolen this car, he would not have dared to push it to his doorstep.

"Where did this wicked bastard get a bicycle ticket? There must be a problem.”

Jia Zhangshi's triangular eyes lit up.

"Mom, let's focus on the memes first.”

"If this child doesn't go to school, his grades won't be able to keep up in the future. He won't even be able to go to junior high school.”

Qin Huairu was troubled.

Speaking of this matter, Jia Zhangshi and Silly Zhu's thoughts were pulled back.

At noon, the meme came back and said that he didn't want to go to school.

Jia Zhangshi had no choice but to tell Qin Huairu about this when she returned.

Qin Huairu could not persuade him. Seeing that the Jia family was in trouble, Silly Zhu ran over to help.

The three of them looked at the stick.

The stick was staring blankly at the bicycle at Zhang Bingye's door.

The corners of his mouth were drooling.

'If someone were to ride this bicycle to send me to school, I would be so proud.'

The stick was lost in his daydream.

"Awesome, you have to go to school tomorrow, okay?”

"If you don't go to school, you won't have any future. If no one wants you to find a job, how are you going to live?”

Qin Huairu persuaded earnestly.

"Awesome, what your mother said makes sense. You have to go to school.”

"You're so young. Why don't you go to school?”

Silly Pillar couldn't say anything and tried to persuade him.

"My classmates all laughed at me for not going to school.”

The stick stick had a straight face and was stubborn.

What life? What future?

At his age, he wouldn't even think about it.

"Then I'll talk to Third Uncle and ask the school teachers to take care of it.”

"No one will laugh at you tomorrow.”

Qin Huairu thought of an idea.

"I don't want to."

The stick tilted its head.

"Then what do you think will make you go to school?”

Qin Huairu felt helpless.

"I want this bicycle to take me to and from school.”

The stick spoke from the bottom of his heart.

He had this brand new and bright bicycle to send him to school.

That would be a great honor.

His classmates would look at him enviously.

Even half a ladle of his head could shine.

Just thinking about it made him happy.

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