Because bicycles need to be registered, Hua Wanchi did not stock up on bicycles when he was stocking up. They were neither easy to sell nor convenient to use.
But judging from the fact that the ancestor gave so many bicycle tickets and also gave away bicycles, Wan Qingliu felt that it was possible that he could get a bicycle from the ancestor.
She could also get bicycle tickets by going to the black market, but it was obviously cheaper and more economical if she got them late.
Hua Wanchi...she really does have it.
The supply and marketing cooperative system sometimes produces bicycles, and the bicycles in the system all come with their own stamps, so even if you don’t use them yourself, you can resell them.
So Hua Wanchi actually bought a few.
Wan Qingliu: "I'll give you 500. Can you sell me the three bicycles?"
Not to mention selling it, even giving it away would be no problem, Hua Wanchi agreed immediately.
"Nana, do you need mail service?"
Wan Qingliu shook his head. "It's hard to send a bicycle. That's too ridiculous. I'll just say it was obtained through special means, which is more believable."
So at night, Hua Wanchi controlled the little clay figure to carry the three bicycles back home and placed them in the yard.
The next morning, Hua Ziqiang and Wu Muxiang were filled with admiration when they received the news.
Reliable, so reliable. I just asked for it yesterday and it arrived today. The speed is beyond imagination.
Wan Qingliu said, "You know, this thing is more expensive without a ticket. 280 per car. Is that acceptable to you?"
Hua Ziqiang immediately said: "Yes!"
Wu Muxiang also nodded.
The two men paid on the spot, handed over the money and the bicycles, and within half an hour, they pushed the bicycles back home.
Now that they have bicycles, the children have an extra task in the evening - learning to ride bicycles.
Fang Guier was very happy: "I can take Zhaozhao with me from now on! Then we can go to school together again!"
Fang Zhaozhao has no time to take care of these things for the time being.
She washes vegetables at Lao Hua's house every morning and works at Wu Muxiang's house in the evening. She can earn 80 cents a day, which is 24 yuan a month!
She is one step closer to entering junior high school.
By the time Lao Hua's house was completed, it was already April, and the pomelo flowers were in bloom. The whole village was filled with the faint fragrance of the pomelo flowers.
Because of the help of tractors before and after spring plowing, everyone was not too tired, so they took advantage of the time after work to speed up the construction of the house.
When the weather gets hot, there will be more and more work to do in the fields, and then we won’t have the energy to build a house.
Wan Qingliu prepared two large bowls of candies and biscuits - all of which were stockpiled by Hua Wanchi in his previous life. He distributed them together with the coins, and a large group of children cheered and rushed forward to grab them.
The two sons of the Flower Widow were also among them. When the brothers happily brought the candies home expecting their mother's praise, they found that the Flower Widow had already started.
Widow Hua endured the pain and said with a cold sweat on her face: "Go, help mom call someone!"
The two brothers quickly ran out to call for help. Not long after, the experienced midwife and several aunts from the village came into the house.
In the evening, the widow gave birth to a boy.
Seeing it was a boy, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep.
The news spread throughout the village.
"I heard that the Flower Widow gave birth?"
"She gave birth yesterday, a son!"
"She really gave birth to a baby?"
"Has the little ghost dad shown up yet?"
"Then I don't know!"
…
Fang Baogen knew about it and couldn't help but smile.
The heavens were helping him, and his sister-in-law was about to start!
Just as the widow Hua gave birth, the wife of Fang Baogen's cousin Fang Fengshou was about to give birth. Several people waited anxiously for several hours.
The midwife came out, grinning widely, and said, "Congratulations, it's a boy!"
Fang Baogen was overjoyed and quickly looked at Fang Fengshou: "Fengshou, do you still keep your promise?"
Fang Fengshou smiled and said, "Of course it counts. You and your sister-in-law can take the child away today. We'll ask Uncle Tiecai to come over as a witness, and he'll be your son from now on!"
Fang Baogen couldn't close his mouth: "Thank you and your sister-in-law!"
"Hey, what's the big deal? We're all from the same clan. My family has many sons, and yours doesn't. It's only natural for me to adopt one to carry on the family line!"
When Zhao Tingnu got the news, she hurried over.
In order to thank Fang Fengshou and his wife, she volunteered to take care of her sister-in-law during her confinement, and the baby was left with her sister-in-law to feed her for a few more days.
Her family can't afford milk powder, and rice soup is not as nutritious as her mother's milk, so it would be the same if she were brought home later.
In the middle of the night, Fang Baogen sneaked into Hua Guafu's house.
Widow Hua rolled her eyes when she saw him and said sarcastically, "Ah, isn't this the child's biological father here? What are your plans now?"
Fang Baogen first hugged his son for a long time before saying with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's easy to recognize a child after spending time with them. Take your son to see Fengshou's wife tomorrow, and then find a chance to swap the child."
The Flower Widow glared and said, "I just gave birth and I have to walk such a long way, are you a beast?"
Fang Baogen wasn't angry either. He thought for a moment and said, "I'll take the child back home and then bring him to your place to exchange. Is that okay?"
The Flower Widow thought for a moment and nodded, "That's more or less true. But if you bring the child home so early, what will happen to his milk? Are you going to let that bastard drink my milk and let my son starve?"
Hearing the word "bastard", Fang Baogen frowned and said, "They are all the blood of the Fang family, they have parents, how can they be called bastards?"
"Whatever it is! What are you going to feed the kid?"
"I'll go get some powdered milk."
"You can get this?"
"Just go find Widow Wu or Mrs. Wan."
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