Chapter 32: Caught Stealing a Bicycle

Zhao Cuilan deliberately dragged out the ending sound of the word "喲" for a long time, and her tone was full of contempt for the country people.

After that, she continued:

"This lame countryman is really self-righteous. Every time he comes, he puts his things and leaves. He is not like my country relatives who want to have a meal when they bring some pickled vegetables. Oh, they eat so much, as if the farts in the city are fragrant."

These words were really unpleasant to hear, and they were mocking in both explicit and implicit ways. Xia Qing looked at her with frowns and cold eyes, and suddenly stepped forward quickly, stepped in front of Zhao Cuilan in a few steps, and looked at her steadily.

"You, what do you want to do?" Xia Qingxi's sudden action frightened Zhao Cuilan so much that she stepped back repeatedly. She had also witnessed how powerful Xia Qingxi was in the past two days, and she was afraid that she would do something that would embarrass her.

Seeing her frightened expression, Xia Qingqing raised her lips slightly and asked in a puzzled manner:

"What are you afraid of, Aunt Zhao?" Then she continued as if nothing had happened:

"I just want to see if you, a city dweller, have an extra eye and a mouth compared to us country folk."

Wu Xiaodong on the side immediately understood, and also approached Zhao Cuilan to take a closer look and said:

"I want to see too." After looking for a while, he said with a puzzled look:

"It seems that there is nothing." After saying that, he suddenly changed the subject:

"Then why is Aunt Zhao so arrogant and has such a bad mouth?"

The eldest master on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"She, Aunt Zhao, how can you say that? Who of your ancestors came from the countryside two generations ago? Aren't you the same? Otherwise, how could you have relatives from the countryside?"

"I..." Zhao Cuilan was speechless for a moment, and couldn't find the words to retort. After a long time, she said weakly:

"Who is arrogant and who is foul-mouthed."

Xia Qingying ignored her, bent down, and took a few handfuls of loquats for the grandfather:

"Grandpa, thank you for helping me watch the loquats, these are for you to eat."

After that, she took a few more handfuls and put them in Wu Xiaodong's pocket:

"Xiaodong, you eat too."

Zhao Cuilan, who was standing by, watched Xia Qingxing give the two loquats. She didn't mind that they were from the countryside. She stretched her neck and looked at the loquats in the basket and said meaningfully,

"The color of these loquats looks good, but I don't know if they taste good."

Xia Qingxing understood the hint in her words, but stood there indifferently, not planning to give her any.

At this time, Wu Xiaodong had already peeled a loquat, peeled off the outer skin, revealing the yellow flesh, which was thick and juicy, and could smell the sweet fragrance, which was extremely tempting.

The fifteen-year-old boy still had the mind of a child. He deliberately ate slowly in front of Zhao Cuilan, and then said:

"Aunt Zhao, I'll taste it for you. It's delicious, juicy, and very sweet."

"Oh, really." Zhao Cuilan swallowed her saliva and looked at Xia Qingxi, her eyes flashing with anticipation.

Xia Qingxi seemed to understand what she meant, smiled at her, and then picked up a handful of loquats.

Zhao Cuilan happily raised her hand to take it, but Xia Qingling glanced at her, put the loquats down, then suddenly picked up the basket and said to Zhao Cuilan:

"Well, I forgot, Aunt Zhao is a city girl, you probably can't be used to these country things, I won't see you off."

After that, she didn't look at her again, picked up the basket and got on Wu Xiaodong's bicycle. Soon Wu Xiaodong rode away.

Zhao Cuilan, who was fooled, stared at the two people leaving, and was very angry, but she couldn't find any words to refute. The old man who was eating loquats next to her, who was angry, added "without good eyesight":

"Well, you know what, the loquats in the countryside are really sweet."

At this moment, Zhao Cuilan's face turned green with anger.

Xia Qingxiang taught Zhao Cuilan a lesson, and she felt very happy. When the two were about to reach the yard, she thought for a while and said to Wu Xiaodong:

"Xiaodong, do you have time? Can you teach me how to ride a bike?"

What He Shanshan said just now was really irritating. Didn't she think she couldn't ride a bike? When she took the driving test, she passed all the subjects one to four in one try. Could it be that riding a bicycle is more difficult than driving a car?

However, the bicycles of this era are much taller and heavier than the shared bicycles in the world today. There is also a horizontal bar in the middle, which makes it inconvenient to get on and off the bicycle, which increases the difficulty of learning to ride.

If no one teaches, learning by yourself will not only be slow but also dangerous, so she asked Wu Xiaodong if he was willing to teach her.

If she let Wu Xiaodong teach her, no one would gossip about her. After all, he is just a half-grown child, and they are riding in the yard, and people outside cannot see.

"Okay, I will definitely teach you." Wu Xiaodong replied confidently.

Hearing him say this, Xia Qingxi also gained some confidence and replied:

"Then I'll trouble you. I'll give you the coaching fee."

Of course, you should give some reward to someone who takes time and effort to teach you how to ride a bike.

"Sister Qingxi, why do you bring this up again? Do you think I can charge you money?" Wu Xiaodong asked.

"It's okay. I have money now." Xia Qingxi said proudly, with a rich and generous look.

Wu Xiaodong thought about it and said with a smile:

"Then change it to two popsicles a week, and buy them at the supply and marketing cooperative."

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He Shanshan was very depressed because of what happened just now. She was afraid that she would be discovered to be riding a bike secretly again. She stopped after passing the alley and pushed the bike home quietly. When she

returned to her yard and saw that no one was there, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She carefully parked the car in its original position and was about to turn around when she heard a cold voice behind her:

"What are you doing?"

He Shanshan was guilty of being a thief to begin with, and was frightened by the sudden voice and almost screamed.

She turned around and saw Lu Jingzhen standing there with a cold face looking at her, and there was no warmth in his amber eyes.

"I..." He Shanshan, who was caught again, was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

She was not afraid when she faced Xia Qingli just now, but now it was Lu Jingzhen, who even looked down on her mother Wang Mingfang and dared to teach her a lesson. How could she not be timid.

He Shanshan hesitated for a long time before she said timidly:

"When I left in the morning, I saw the car parked there and no one was riding it, so I..."

"No one was riding it?" Lu Jingchen frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Seeing that he seemed to be more concerned about this issue, He Shanshan quickly said:

"Yes, no one was riding it, and I thought it was just sitting there anyway..." When

Lu Jingchen heard this, his eyes suddenly passed over He Shanshan and looked at the gate of the courtyard.

Xia Qingxiang was sitting in the back seat of Wu Xiaodong's car, holding a basket of loquats in her arms. The two were talking about something, with smiles on their faces.

Lu Jingchen's face visibly cooled.