Du Xiaoying's face lit up with joy, and she no longer cared about the excitement at Old Song's house. She squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards the village entrance.
From a distance, Song Guoliang, dressed in blue work clothes, was seen pushing a brand new bicycle, surrounded by a group of half-grown children who were laughing and walking slowly.
The Huang family members in Laogao Village also heard it, and curiously stretched their necks to look behind them, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Wow, anyone in this Shibaqing Brigade who's that capable can afford a rickshaw? I heard that a rickshaw alone costs one or two hundred yuan, not including the fare."
There were a lot of people gathered around to watch the fun just now, but now they were all anxious to go see the rickshaw. Suddenly, only the Song and Huang families were left in front of the Song family's courtyard gate, staring at each other.
Village entrance
"Wow, this rickshaw is really expensive, isn't it? You two are really willing to spend money on it."
"It's really impressive! When my family can have a rickshaw, I, an old lady, will wake up with a smile even if I close my eyes."
.....
A group of old ladies and old men were talking at once, their faces full of envy. They reached out to touch the rickshaw but were afraid that the calluses on their hands would scratch the brand new rickshaw.
Song Guoliang was pushing his bicycle with an unnatural smile on his face.
Du Xiaoying couldn't help laughing and stepped forward to help the man, "If the child's father didn't need it for work, we wouldn't be willing to sell it. We've spent all the money we earned from dividing the family fortune on this rickshaw.
You said it's so cold in winter, and I'd be freezing from walking back and forth for three or four hours every day, so I just gritted my teeth and bought it."
"Indeed, health is the capital of revolution. Anyway, Guoliang can earn a salary every month now."
"We can't afford it even if we bite the bullet."
"Ha ha...."
In the past, only the team leader’s family had a bicycle in the village. The team leader only rode it when he went to the commune for meetings, and he took great care of it on weekdays.
Her family was the second in the brigade to own a bicycle, so no wonder everyone was so excited and envious.
Old Mrs. Song pricked up her ears, her face was unpredictable, her eyes rolled around, and she pointed at the village entrance and shouted.
"See? The one who bought the bicycle is my second son. He's a retired soldier who works in the county. He can beat all of you by himself. He can easily beat you all into submission with just a few words in the county."
When the Huang family heard this, they were immediately panicked. They were just ordinary farmers and could not afford to offend such a capable person.
"Don't listen to what Old Lady Song says. Her family has been mistreating the second branch's family so harshly that they have already separated from them." Aunt He shouted in the yard.
"Besides, Guoliang is not the unreasonable man in his family. He is a good comrade and would not do anything to deliberately retaliate against others. You can do what you need to do."
"He Yuhong, you bitch, I'll tear your mouth off."
Zhang Erniu also remembered that the old woman seemed to be targeting her second daughter-in-law, saying that her second daughter-in-law was possessed by a ghost. She grabbed the old lady Song who was shouting hoarsely and slapped her.
"You old woman, you dare to play tricks on me? If I don't teach you a lesson, I won't be named Zhang!"
Old Mrs. Song was being beaten so hard that she screamed and groaned. She caught sight of her second son pushing a rickshaw and started wailing at the top of her lungs, "Second son, come and save me! I'm being bullied to death."
Du Xiaoying crossed her arms and watched coldly.
"Mom and Dad, if you do something wrong, you have to admit it. It's no use calling you son." Song Guoliang's face was calm. When he turned his head, his eyebrows softened a little and his voice was low and gentle.
"Wife, come up, let's go home."
Du Xiaoying smiled and responded crisply, "Coming~"
"Oh~ the couple has such a good relationship!"
"It's such a short distance, and he still brought his wife along. Tsk tsk...the couple are quite affectionate~"
A bunch of aunties and young wives are almost envious. Look at how others found such a capable man, and then look at their own men, wow...
The more I look at it, the more I dislike it!
Old Lady Song's nostrils were wheezing with anger. "You ungrateful bastard, you unfilial son, how could I—"
"Ouch~ Stop it, stop it, boss, pay the money quickly..."
The Song family saw that they could neither beat him nor scold him.
I had hoped that the second one would come to support me, but...
Old Man Song's eyelids twitched, he glanced at the shadow of the departing bicycle, and cursed under his breath.
An ungrateful person who can never be tamed!
Zhang Erniu pushed Old Lady Song away, patted her burning palms, put her hands on her hips and said in a deep voice, "It's too late. If you don't give me fifteen yuan, don't even think about settling this matter peacefully."
"What?"
Old Lady Song glared with her triangular eyes, "Didn't we just agree on ten yuan? How come it's fifteen now?!"
Zhang Erniu's husband glared at her, "My wife said fifteen, so it's fifteen. If you say one more, give me one."
"Okay, okay, fifteen is fifteen."
Old man Song agreed hurriedly, fearing that if he didn't agree, the price might go up to 20 yuan. He hurried home and got another five yuan before sending the Huang family away.
.....
"rickshaw?"
Looking at their daughters who were standing there in amazement, the couple smiled at each other.
"Are you all stupid?" Du Xiaoying opened her arms and hugged her daughters. "Come on, let your dad take you for a ride."
"Watch out for puddles."
San Ya sat on the front crossbar of the bicycle, her little hands nervously gripping the handlebars. Daya held Wu Ya and sat on the back seat. The three sisters' faces were flushed with excitement and joy.
Du Xiaoying held Erya and Siya's hand and reminded them worriedly, "Spread your legs a little, or your feet might get caught in the wheels."
"I know, Mom~"
As Song Guoliang's long legs pedaled, the bicycle slowly moved on the muddy country road.
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