Wang Dabao rode his motorcycle and sped home.
My mind was filled with thoughts as I walked along the road. Thinking of Xiao Su's gentle smile on New Year's Eve and the warmth between our hands, I felt a sweet warmth in my heart.
Wang Dabao couldn't help but curse himself inwardly for becoming so love-struck!
The clattering sound of motorcycles drifted from the alley into the courtyards of passersby, startling many people who came out to investigate.
When Wang Dabao parked his sidecar motorcycle outside the Hongxing Courtyard, Yan Bugui was rushing out in a hurry.
"Oh my, it's Da Bao! This motorcycle is amazing!"
"It's pretty good."
Wang Dabao got off the motorcycle and casually replied to Yan Bugui, "I have something to do, I'm going home to get some things."
Yan Bugui nodded his little head more quickly than a chicken pecking at rice, "Hey, Da Bao, you're busy..."
Yan Bugui didn't finish his sentence because Wang Dabao's figure had already disappeared from his sight. Judging from Wang Dabao's long legs, he should have entered the Intermediate People's Court by now.
Yan Bugui took off his glasses and wiped them clean. He quickly jogged over to the sidecar motorcycle, looking around. Seeing that Wang Dabao hadn't come out yet, he wanted to get on and experience the feeling of riding it.
"Hey, Lao Yan, what's wrong with you?"
A shout startled Yan Bugui, who was taking a step forward.
The startle itself wasn't the problem; the key issue was that this distraction caused Yan Bugui to veer off course due to inertia.
"Splash!!!"
His face had a close encounter with the motorcycle's fuel tank.
It was Liu Haizhong who spoke up to stop them. He had wandered out to see if the supply and marketing cooperative was open, hoping to try his luck and buy a few eggs to take home.
Before Liu Haizhong had even left the backyard, he ran into Wang Dabao, who was returning home. Seeing that Wang Dabao was in a hurry, Liu Haizhong greeted him and headed home. He didn't dare to ask any further questions.
Sure enough, just as I stepped out of the compound gate, I saw Yan Bugui sneaking around the sidecar motorcycle with his dog.
Without a doubt, Wang Dabao must have ridden the motorcycle back. At this moment, Yan Bugui was sneaking around nearby. What could Liu Haizhong possibly do?!
This is Section Chief Wang's car. Didn't you see how anxious Section Chief Wang was? If you, Yan Bugui, damage the car, wouldn't that cause a delay?
Upon realizing this, Liu Haizhong shouted and quickly stopped Yan Bugui's foolish behavior.
Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui reacted quite strongly, stretching out one leg, then slipped and fell.
This slip caused him to lose his grip on the handlebars and fall onto the motorcycle's fuel tank.
That's iron! Can Yan Bugui withstand it?
Seeing this, Liu Haizhong no longer cared about his image as an old man. He took a few quick steps down the steps and picked up Yan Bugui.
Yan Bugui, who weighs 100 jin, looks like he's carrying a tattered sack in front of Liu Haizhong.
He grabbed his arms and pulled him up.
At this moment, Yan Bugui was still crying out with his eyes closed, "Ouch, ouch, it's all over, my legs are all split now, I'm really split now."
"Old Yan, hang in there, it's nothing serious. I'll help you back to rest..."
Liu Haizhong knew that Yan Bugui had suffered because of his shout, and feeling a little embarrassed, he quickly comforted him.
Before Liu Haizhong could finish speaking, Yan Bugui let out a loud yell.
Liu Haizhong was so frightened that he almost threw Yan Bugui out like a sack of potatoes. "What's wrong, Lao Yan? You... don't scare me."
"Oh my God, my glasses lens is broken."
Yan Bugui's voice was trembling with sobs.
How could Yan Bugui not cry? A single pair of glasses costs several yuan, enough to buy more than ten kilograms of flour, several kilograms of pork, or even a pot of flowers.
Hearing that it was just a broken lens on his glasses and nothing had happened to Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong finally felt relieved.
As soon as Liu Haizhong relaxed, the pressure on his hands also loosened.
With a thud, Yan Bugui's buttocks made solid contact with the ground.
The pain was so intense that Yan Bugui almost jumped up, and cold sweat instantly broke out all over his body.
One of the reasons is that the ground is paved with bricks.
Secondly, this depends on Yan Bugui himself.
He's skinny, with practically no flesh on his butt. When he fell, it was like a brick and a bone hitting that little bit of skin and flesh at once. How could it not hurt!
With a loud yell, Liu Haizhong was so startled that he took two steps back.
"Old Yan, what's wrong with you again?"
This constant commotion annoyed Liu Haizhong. "Yan Bugui, are you never going to stop?" he thought.
At this moment, Sha Zhu, Yi Zhonghai, Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng, and the neighbors from the surrounding courtyards also rushed over.
Liu Haizhong quickly had Yan Jiecheng help his father, Yan Bugui, home, to stop Yan Bugui from yelling and nagging, which was annoying to hear.
"Hey, is this the motorcycle Da Bao rode back?"
Sha Zhu's eyes lit up when he saw the sidecar motorcycle. He touched this and that, just like Yan Bugui. Even though there was no key on the motorcycle, he still wanted to straddle it and experience the atmosphere.
As a result, Liu Haizhong reached out and pulled him down, almost causing Sha Zhu to fall.
"Hey Liu, what are you doing? This isn't your car. You can't flatter someone like this."
Sha Zhu was unconvinced. Ever since the New Year, he had found Liu Haizhong irritating. "You're just meddling in other people's business," he thought.
Liu Haizhong immediately lost his temper, "Shazhu, who are you calling a dog? If I'm a dog, then you're a rat. Let me tell you, if you dare touch this motorcycle today, I'll fight you to the death."
"So what if I touched it today? You old thing, aren't you ashamed at your age? You bootlicker, go lick Da Bao's shoes."
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