Chapter 16 Second-hand Motorcycle

Zhong Xiong came down from upstairs, dusted himself off, glanced at his silly son squatting on the ground, and couldn't help but kick him in the butt.

Zhong Xu was angry but dared not say anything. He moved to the side with a pursed mouth.

Oh, if it were any other time, this kid would have jumped up long ago, but now he didn't even make a sound. Zhong Xiong didn't even have to think about it, this kid must have not done well in the exam.

"Tell your dad how badly you did on the exam." Zhong Xiong tried his best to control his voice.

"Math 53, Chinese 42." Zhong Xu said sullenly.

What a shame, he just passed his mother's test and was caught by his father again.

"Fifty-three, forty-two." Zhong Xu chewed for a moment, "Well, not bad, better than when I was..."

"Zhong Xiong!!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Fangqin who had just returned, "What do you want to say!?"

Yang Fangqin was so angry that she gritted her teeth and hit Zhong Xiong on the arm.

"No, I didn't want to say anything." Zhong Xiong said hurriedly.

Zhong Xu came back to his senses and looked up at his father: "Dad, are you trying to say that I'm better than you were back then?"

"How is that possible? That's not possible. Your dad wasn't very good at studying back then, but he could still pass the exam." Zhong Xiong said solemnly.

Yang Fangqin was finally satisfied and turned to Zhong Xu and said, "I've already made inquiries. There's a retired teacher in town who has opened a cram school. You can go there tomorrow with your schoolbag."

Zhong Xu wailed, "Oh my God, my summer vacation hasn't even started yet, and it's already over?"

…

The grades determined how to spend this summer vacation. The next morning, Yang Fangqin sent Zhong Xu to a cram school.

"You should study hard. I paid 600 yuan." Seeing Zhong Xu's depressed look, Yang Fangqin lowered her voice and threatened.

Zhong Xu sighed and went in with his schoolbag.

Zhong Linlin did well in the exams and would only be in the third grade next semester, so Zhong Hui enrolled her in a dance class. The class didn't start for another week. After sending Zhong Xu off, the three of them went to the motorcycle shop together.

There are several motorcycle shops in the town. Zhong Hui and her friends found the nearest one. When they went in, they saw several brands of motorcycles.

When she asked about the price, she found out that the cheapest one was over 5,000 yuan, and Zhong Hui was a little hesitant.

"Sister-in-law, how about I just ride my bicycle?" Zhong Hui now felt that her broken bicycle was pretty good.

"Why ride your bicycle? The chain keeps falling off and you can't pedal it anymore. It's such a waste of time. This motorcycle is better. You can just add gas and run without any effort." Yang Fangqin advised in a low voice.

The shop owner also advised: "Girl, this motorcycle is really convenient. Look, it only takes you ten minutes to ride from the village to the town. This is your daughter, right? Look, if you take her to school, wouldn't it be much faster to ride a bike?"

Zhong Linlin was a thoughtful girl, and she immediately said, "Mom, I walk to school. I'm used to it."

She goes to the central primary school in the town and walks to and from school with her brother Zhong Xu every day. For her, walking is indeed a habit.

Zhong Hui looked at her daughter, then couldn't help but look at the motorcycle, then touched her pocket, still reluctant to part with it.

Alas, there was no way. The family was building a house and they didn't have enough money. She originally thought that more than two thousand would be enough, but she didn't expect it to be so expensive.

After careful consideration, Zhong Hui gave up. Before leaving, she couldn't help but take another look.

Wait, when I have money, I will definitely buy the most expensive one.

The shop owner knows how to do business. Even though the deal didn't go through, he still greeted me with a smile: "Sister, if you want to buy something, come to my shop again. I will definitely give you a discount."

After leaving the motorcycle shop, there was no time to go shopping anymore, so Yang Fangqin drove them back.

"Hui, how about I ask your brother to ask if there are any second-hand motorcycles?" Yang Fangqin asked while riding the bike.

"It's second-hand. Can I buy it?" Zhong Hui's eyes lit up. Second-hand ones would be much cheaper.

"It should be possible. I'll ask him to ask." Yang Fangqin replied.

"good."

…

The construction of the house was also quick. The first floor was completed in just one week.

The craftsman has been working for half a month and it is rare for him to have a day off.

It was a rare occasion that she didn't have to get up early to prepare meals for the workers. Zhong Hui woke up early but didn't rush to get up. She stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, thinking that when her house was built, she would become a landlady and have a fixed amount of rent in her pocket every month. Thinking about it, Zhong Hui couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Mom, what are you laughing at?" Zhong Linlin turned over and asked mutteringly.

"No, nothing." Zhong Hui patted her daughter gently, "It's still early, you should sleep a little longer."

"Yeah." Linlin turned over and fell asleep again.

Zhong Hui continued to think about her happy life in the future. Yes, she also wanted to open a small shop on the first floor of her house to sell some daily necessities, food and daily necessities, and also sell some vegetables and fruits. She could run the shop every day and chat with people, and she wouldn't have to go to the fields to be exposed to the wind and sun. It was beautiful just thinking about it.

Zhong Hui was daydreaming and lay in bed until eight o'clock. Linlin didn't want to sleep anymore, so the mother and daughter got up.

"Linlin, are you up yet? Come on, my mom gave me two dollars and asked us to go to Grandma Chun's house to buy some fried dough sticks." Just as she had put on her clothes, she heard Zhong Xu knocking on the door in a hurry.

"Zhong Xu, don't you have to go to cram school today?" Zhong Hui opened the door and asked.

"Aunt, today is the weekend!" Zhong Xu said solemnly.

"Oh, yes, today is the weekend." Zhong Hui slapped her head. Now that Linlin is on summer vacation, she can't remember what day it is.

"Linlin, hurry up." Zhong Xu urged.

Linlin quickly tied her ponytail and ran out with Zhong Xu.

Seeing the two kids disappear in the blink of an eye, Zhong Hui shook her head and laughed, tidied up the room, and then went to the first floor.

When Zhong Hui came down, Yang Fangqin had just gotten up, so Zhong Hui went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast first.

I cooked some white porridge with the leftover rice from yesterday, picked up two chopsticks of shredded ginger soaked in light soy sauce from the jar, and boiled five eggs. That was it for breakfast.

Zhong Xu and Zhong Linlin, brother and sister, bought some fried dough sticks and came back laughing. "Auntie, auntie, Grandma Chun gave us six fried dough sticks."

"She gave it to Liu Gen, so you should thank her." Zhong Hui said with a smile.

Grandma Chun opened a breakfast shop at her home. The price of fried dough sticks was usually two yuan for five pieces, but she gave Zhong Xu and the others six pieces. She was really generous.

"Thank you." Zhong Linlin smiled and waited to eat the fried dough sticks.

Breakfast was ready, Yang Fangqin and Zhong Xiong had finished washing up, and the family sat down to eat breakfast.

"Hui, your sister-in-law told me, and I asked around. Dashun recently bought a few second-hand motorcycles. They look okay. I asked him to pick out a good one. It's 2,500 yuan, which is quite affordable. Do you want it? If so, I'll let him keep it." Zhong Xiong said while eating fried dough sticks.

"Okay, I want it, I want it." It's half the price of a new car. She has no money now, so any bike she wants will be fine. It doesn't matter whether it's new or old.

"Okay, I'll take you for a ride after dinner." Zhong Xiong nodded.

Zhong Hui was very happy and nodded repeatedly.