I rode my tricycle back to the vicinity of Zhoujia Village, and from a distance, I was spotted by the old women who were sewing shoe soles at the village entrance. They pointed at the tricycle, which I couldn't see clearly, and started chatting.
"What are they planning to sell in the village? They don't even have a loudspeaker. They really don't know how to do business."
"Ideally, they'd sell needles and thread; I could just buy them there and save myself the trouble of paying for the bus fare to come into town!"
"Hey, it's not selling anything, but it looks like Old Zhou's tricycle!"
Old Zhou's wife was overjoyed, got up and patted her bottom: "Alright, you all, I'm going home to cook for my son and grandson!"
"Wait a minute, Zhou Laohan's wife! This car looks like yours, but why are all the people inside women?"
Old Zhou's wife craned her neck and squinted, puzzled: "This can't be, it really is our tricycle. Look at the headlights, when my husband accidentally stepped on the gas and drove it into the field, we had to pay three yuan to have Zhou Dafa from the east end of the village fix it!"
After saying that, Zhou Laohan's wife felt a sudden unease, a sense of foreboding creeping over her.
Could it be that a thief committed the crime and stole her tricycle?
They're incredibly audacious to drive right up to Zhoujia Village's headquarters!
Zhou Laohan's wife had an itchy throat and was just about to raise her arms and shout, "Charge!"
Then an old woman next to him slapped his arm and said, "It's Zhou Hongyu from Granny Zhou's family, she's back with her two daughters!"
A basin of cold water was poured over Zhou Laohan's wife's head.
This is worse than having your tricycle stolen by thugs!
Zhou Hongyu, the youngest daughter of Zhou Pozi, the village bully of Zhoujia Village, drove her tricycle slowly into the village entrance. The women quickly put down what they were carrying and stood up to greet her.
After all, she was the village bully's darling daughter!
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