Zhao Weihua did not know that his neighbor, Xu Damao, had already set his eyes on him.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously.
This was because the things given by the system had detailed origins.
Even if Xu Damao reported it, it wouldn't have any effect.
However, this guy actually dared to report Zhao Weihua.
As long as Zhao Weihua knew about this, he would definitely retaliate.
Xu Damao also disliked Zhao Weihua.
It was mainly because Zhao Weihua's life was getting better and better.
This was also why Zhao Weihua was so hated.
Because these people were jealous. If they didn't live well, others wouldn't live well either.
You can live well, but you can't live better than me.
These were the common thoughts of the residents in the courtyard house.
As for what would happen next? They didn't care.
In any case, they could not let others be better than them.
However, not only was Zhao Weihua doing well, but he also did not help others.
He didn't have much contact with the other neighbors of this courtyard house.
He had always been cold and everyone thought he was very arrogant.
However, they had never thought about how cold and isolated Zhao Weihua was when he was in trouble.
Now, they wanted Zhao Weihua to help them or help them directly.
How could there be such a good thing?
Zhao Weihua did not care what these people were thinking.
He only needed to do his own thing.
What happened to everyone after that? As long as it didn't disturb him, he didn't mind.
In any case, these people were short-sighted and did not know what would happen in the next few decades.
However, Zhao Weihua was very clear about this, so his vision was never limited to the courtyard house.
At the same time, he knew how arrogant and glorious he was now. How desolate and desolate it would be in the future.
He only needed to hide.
After the most important troublemakers left the courtyard house, it seemed that the courtyard house fell into peace.
There were fewer disputes on a daily basis. The people who were already used to the messy things in the courtyard were a little unused to it.
After all, before this courtyard house, there would be a general meeting every three to five days.
All kinds of messy matters had to be decided in a meeting.
Recently, because of Silly Zhu's hospitalization, Jia Zhangshi was locked up in the police station.
The Jia family and Yi Zhonghai had also calmed down a little because of the conflict with Zhao Weihua.
For a moment, this courtyard house was unprecedentedly harmonious.
Zhao Weihua had been carving incantations on the wooden tablet for the past few days, and he had also used the Luban Technique.
His Carpenter level had increased by another level.
Now, Zhao Weihua's Luban Technique could be used four times a day.
At the same time, the number of Luban techniques that could be used had also increased.
The most important thing was that he began to use some of his abilities.
For example, in two days, he would be able to bring the Lucky Fishing Rod to the Shichahai Lake to fish.
Since it was not winter yet, Zhao Weihua decided to take advantage of the fact that he was a big fish in his pocket dimension.
He also wanted to eat fish.
In this era where supplies were scarce, tickets were needed to buy and eat anything.
If he conjured the fish out of thin air, it would be troublesome even if the System Space had proof of origin.
Of course, before he went fishing, he had to buy a bicycle.
After all, there was still some distance to Shichahai. It would take a long time to walk there slowly without riding a bicycle or waiting for the bus.
Moreover, there was not a single bicycle in the courtyard.
Even though Yi Zhonghai was a level eight fitter, he did not get a bicycle ticket.
After all, he was not in a hurry to ride a bike, so he did not think of spending money to buy one in Pigeon Market.
He thought that the leaders in the factory valued him and would give him a bicycle ticket in the future.
Moreover, he was used to walking there every day.
There wasn't anything important at home, so there didn't seem to be a need to buy a bicycle.
Nowadays, this bicycle was not something that ordinary families could afford. The price of about 200 yuan was enough for many families to eat for a year.
Coupled with the scarcity of bicycle tickets, a bicycle was really equivalent to the status of a Mercedes-Benz or BMW in the future.
He didn't see that there were only a few bicycles in the nearby courtyard.
That was why Zhao Weihua rode his bicycle back today.
It immediately attracted the envy of the surrounding people.
"Good fellow! Zhao Weihua bought a bicycle!"
"What is it? That guy actually bought a bicycle."
"Oh my god, he can ride a bicycle with one hand. He's too powerful."
Hearing the comments of the people around him, Zhao Weihua almost staggered and fell off his bicycle.
Why did riding a bicycle with one hand seem as cool as driving a Ferrari with one hand?
However, it didn't matter. After all, others were envious of him.
Zhao Weihua wanted to pester those beasts from the Siheyuan to death.
Silly Zhu had just recovered from his injuries and returned from the hospital.
His and the stick's chrysanthemums were now full of flowers.
However, she had been recuperating in the hospital for a few days.
Only then did he have a rough idea of his recovery.
The worst thing was that the canteen director in the factory didn't give face to Silly Zhu at all.
Because it was a personal injury and not a work injury, he did not go to work these few days and his salary was deducted.
This made Silly Zhu so angry that he couldn't recover for a long time.
He thought about how miserable he had been today. It was all because he had failed to take revenge on Zhao Weihua.
He felt especially unbalanced.
"Alright, Zhao Weihua, I'm back now.”
"This bro is a hero again!"
"You were lucky that I didn't kill you last time!”
"You even caused me to suffer such a terrible pain.”
"If I don't kill you this time, I won't be surnamed He.”
At this moment, Silly Zhu thought fiercely in his heart.
She wanted to see what would happen to Zhao Weihua.
However, just as he was devising all kinds of bad ideas, he heard the ringing of a bicycle bell.
Zhao Weihua rode his bicycle back to the courtyard house.
Silly Zhu saw him like this.
He was instantly a little confused.
"Zhao Weihua, whose bicycle is this?”
Zhao Weihua ignored him and pushed his bicycle back to his house.
In the end, Silly Zhu stopped him and asked in a bad mood,"
"I'm asking you a question. Are you mute?"
Zhao Weihua looked at him coldly."
"Oh my! Is your backdoor ready? Can you still walk?"
"It seems that the heavens are really unlucky that you didn't fall to your death!”
"What? Whose bicycle is this? It has nothing to do with you."
At this moment, Silly Zhu said fiercely,"
"Of course it matters. Who knows if your bicycle was stolen?”
Zhao Weihua was so angry that he laughed.
Why couldn't he have a bicycle?
Why?
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