Chapter 115 Chapter 115 Eight people sit on a bicycle...
The previous heavy snowfalls had frozen the river at the entrance of Dongfeng Brigade village completely.
A thick layer of ice froze from the river head to the river tail, and it looked like a long crystal avenue. Many children were playing on it, pulling ice sleds or skating on the ice. There were also many young people who smashed an ice hole on the river surface and tried to put bait in it to fish.
Although the current slogan is that every blade of grass and every tree belongs to the collective, as long as the net is not too large, no one will generally care about such small-scale actions - after all, everyone is short of food, and almost every household does this.
It was a rare sunny day when the wind had stopped and the snow had stopped. Many aunties and sisters-in-law would carry their own washing basins, find a place that was not too frozen, and smash an ice hole in it. Then they would gather together to wash clothes, their hands all frozen red.
Although it is cold now, it is not the coldest yet. They gritted their teeth and washed at the riverside to avoid wasting firewood for boiling water. Their ancestors have been doing this for generations, and they are used to it.
The laughter of children, the endless sound of pounding clothes, and the occasional cheers of young people who have caught fish, drifted across the open river, lively and carrying a sense of worldly life.
Xu Daya took a washing stick and pounded a pile of clothes. After flattening them, he quickly picked up the clothes and threw them into the river twice. Then he quickly picked up the clothes, which were still dripping with water, and threw them on the stone slab, then changed to the other side and continued pounding them.
The movement of beating the clothes was a little too big, and some of the water splashed onto the face of Aunt Liu next door.
Aunt Liu wiped the ice water off her face and said unhappily, "Xu Daya, what are you doing? You've been washing clothes for so many years, and you don't know how to wash them anymore, right? Your two paws are crippled, right?"
Xu Daya didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he rolled his eyes arrogantly: "Two drops of water that look like horse urine. Look at how hypocritical you are! If you don't know me, you would be considered a delicate person who never touches women."
Aunt Liu was about to hit him with the washing stick.
The skinny Second Aunt Liu had always disliked Aunt Liu, and she had a good relationship with Xu Daya, so she took sides with cold words: "Why are you making such a fuss? We still have clothes to wash."
An old lady nearby who had also turned her clothes inside out said with a chuckle, "I didn't see the captain's wife come to do the laundry today."
Speaking of this, the originally tense atmosphere among the aunts instantly eased. As the saying goes, good neighborliness relies on gossip. Xu Daya also laughed and said, "That's not all. Didn't you notice that Wang Da's wife and Wang Er's wife didn't come out either? None of the women in the captain's family came out today."
"Oh, what a pity," Aunt Liu said subconsciously, then came to her senses and added, "I mean, it's such nice weather, it's so good to wash clothes."
The women around the ice hole all laughed.
"I passed by their house this morning and saw that their door was tightly closed. I guess they were educating someone inside." An old lady with a bun on her head at the far end said with a wink.
"It's time to educate him." Aunt Liu said with approval.
"Their Xing'er, really and that idiot guy..." She couldn't help but said with a broken heart, "What kind of look is that? That idiot guy is not as good as my little one. At least my little one doesn't fight with women and can work."
She was really heartbroken. In their team, Wang Xing'er was an excellent candidate for a daughter-in-law. She had a good family background, good looks, and education. She had recently passed the exam to become a school teacher. She would be able to eat public food from next year. She was a perfect match in every way.
——And the result is, look, look, such a beautiful golden flower was taken home by an outsider. How could this make the locals, whose land is still barren, feel scared?
Aunt Liu's son was already married, and her grandson was still young. She had no interests that could make her stand on the same front as Aunt Liu, so she deliberately went against her sister-in-law:
"That Lin Zhiqing is an educated youth from the city after all. If nothing else, at least he can read and write. What does Wang Xing'er like about your son? That your son can't read a single word, and that your son is as black as a burnt sweet potato?"
"Fuck your mother Liu Fengjuan, your son looks like a burnt sweet potato!" Aunt Liu was furious and waved a laundry stick as if she was going to hit her with it.
"At least my son can dig food out of the land, unlike that poor man who has to blackmail the girl."
"That's true," the old lady with a bun on the far side tried to smooth things over. "Come to think of it, Mrs. Sun and her wife didn't come to wash clothes today either."
Aunt Liu was still a little indignant and was about to say something with her eyes rolled, but when she glanced around, she saw a huge crowd of people moving horizontally towards her from afar, and her eyes widened.
"What the hell!" She was so shocked that her jaw dropped. "What the hell are they?"
Aunt Liu sneered, "Look at you making such a fuss."
Then he looked in the direction she raised her head, his eyes popped out: "What the hell, what are these people?"
It really was a huge sea of people moving horizontally from the sky.
Zhao Weijun was seen standing and riding a bicycle, with his brother Zhao Weimin sitting horizontally on the front beam. Zhao Weimin was holding Niuniu in his arms and Tiedan on his neck. In order not to block Zhao Weijun's sight, he hunched his neck and bent his waist. Tiedan, however, held his head high and puffed out his chest in high spirits, almost treating Zhao Weijun as a piece of his body. His head could only be seen when he pressed down on the pedals.
Zhao Weijun was standing, and his wife Liu Xiaojuan was sitting on the seat. The situation in the back was even more serious: Mrs. Sun was sitting on the neat back seat, with a horizontal carrying pole under her buttocks. Extending out from both sides of the back seat were Wu Jianguo and Chen Guifen, sitting on the left and right respectively, and the three of them were staggering.
At first glance, it was a huge crowd, with people piled up on top of each other, charging towards us like tanks.
Eight people were forced to sit on a bicycle, and its carrying capacity was comparable to that of an ox cart.
Zhao Weijun pedaled with a grunt, feeling like he was the old ox that had just finished spring plowing in the fields and was now being ordered to pull a cart.
What a stupid idea that damn gossipy woman next door came up with, asking him to carry seven people by himself. Even a donkey wouldn't dare to be used like that!
It just so happened that Song Ruan had been fanning the flames and igniting everyone's emotions. It would have been fine if he really couldn't handle it, but now that a specific method had been given, how could he leave anyone behind? Are you wishing your life would be easy?
You can only use yourself as a cow.
Zhao Weijun had a miserable face, feeling tired, out of breath and ashamed. All his desire to show off disappeared completely at this moment.
Xu Daya opened his mouth so wide that his throat was almost visible. His teeth were about to catch a cold. “One, two, three… eight, eight people? My goodness, eight people on a bicycle???”
The lady with a round bun who was beating clothes loosened her grip and the washing stick slipped out and fell into the water with a splash.
She was totally unaware, her eyes fixed on him: "Is this a 28-inch bicycle? It's so durable? What brand is it?"
"Weijun is indeed a soldier, he has some ideas."
Even the children on the ice were stunned.
Xiao Feng, who was sliding around, suddenly fell on his back, knocking another person away like he was playing curling. The other one then hurriedly took the next one away.
The little rascals kicked each other and fell on the ice, but none of them cried. They all opened their mouths wide and looked at the "Zhong Zhong Zhong" bicycle that was wobbling towards them.
“Wow, a bicycle!”
“Wow, so many people!”
They exclaimed in amazement.
Except for Zhao Weijun who was pedaling till he was exhausted, everyone else in the Zhao family proudly held their heads high and chests puffed out.
Look, the first bicycle in the brigade is theirs!
Look, the first bike of the group, they are sitting on it!
As for the expressions of Xu Daya and the others, as if their mouths could fit eggs, they confidently regarded it as the admiration of being worldly-wise.
If Xu Daya knew about this, he would cry out for justice.
Bicycles are indeed rare, but it’s not uncommon to see people riding them when going to the market in the commune. Some people even borrow bicycles specifically for their weddings. So why would they be so surprised? What they were amazed at was that there were eight people sitting on one bicycle!
That’s eight people!
It's true, if you live long enough you can see everything!
Tiedan, who was sitting on his uncle's neck, saw the admiring look in the eyes of the village beauty Xiaofeng, and he felt even more proud. He opened his arms proudly: "Ah - Xiaofeng, I feel like I'm flying -"
“Ah!!”
As soon as he opened his arms, he poked the nostril of Zhao Weijun, who was pedaling hard behind him. Zhao Weijun subconsciously leaned back and bumped into Liu Xiaojuan, who then bumped into Sun Pozi.
The originally stable center of gravity suddenly shifted, and the vehicle made a sharp turn uncontrollably.
The icy and snowy road was already very slippery, and the wheels drifted and turned sideways. Chen Guifen and Wu Jianguo, who were sitting on the left and right shoulder poles, were the first to be hit, and they flew out in two parabolas.
Once they flew, it was even more difficult to keep the bicycle balanced.
“Ahhhhh!!!”
With a loud crash and thud, the Zhao family, who were originally crowded on the bicycle, were instantly broken into all kinds of "orz", "sro", and "Y (with only two feet left as the head was stuck in the snow)".
The huge monster disintegrated in an instant, accompanied by all kinds of howling and cursing.
"Wow," Xu Daya said blankly, "It's really spectacular."
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