Zhang Lan had already planned to visit Lan Guoer in Jinyuan early tomorrow morning, so she took her new bicycle and thermos back home.
In those days, a bicycle was no less important than a car in later generations. She was worried that if she left it downstairs, it might get bumped or hit by someone and she would have to explain herself, so she asked Zhao Bing to carry the bicycle into the house.
When Zhao Bing saw Zhang Lan pushing a brand new bicycle back, he thought it was bought for him.
A bicycle costs more than 100 yuan, and you also need industrial coupons.
When he and Meng Jiao got married, they didn't have enough industrial coupons, so they used his old bicycle to pay for the "turn" in the betrothal gift.
Fortunately, bicycles are expensive these days. As long as they are not too old and can still be ridden, no one will say anything about it.
But the old one is still the old one, and what man doesn’t love a new car!
At this moment, he didn't care whether he was hungry or not. He changed his listless look and carried the bicycle upstairs with a "tengtengteng" sound on his mouth.
Meng Jiao was still wiping her tears in the house, but when she saw Zhao Bing carrying back a new bicycle, all her grievances were forgotten.
"Brother Bing, this bicycle is..." she asked with her eyes wide open, her eyes unable to hide her joy.
Zhao Bing was feeling proud at the moment! Looking at her red and swollen eyes, and thinking of her crying just now, he felt a little soft-hearted.
"See! I told you that if you could coax Mom into submission, we wouldn't suffer any loss, right? Look, the benefits are here!"
Zhao Bing patted the seat of his car proudly and said generously, "With this car, you don't have to walk around when you go out in the future. My old car belongs to you from today!"
These days, it’s great if a family can have a bicycle!
Meng Jiao is the only one among all the girls who has her own bicycle! Who cares if it is new or old?
She wiped away the gloom on her face, and took out the biscuit box she had hidden with a smile on her face.
"Brother Bing, eat some biscuits first to fill your stomach. I'll go prepare dinner. I'll make your favorite hand-rolled noodles!"
Hand-rolled noodles are very laborious to make. Meng Jiao is usually too lazy to do it, but today she is unusually attentive.
Zhang Lan didn't know at the time that while she was chatting with her neighbor downstairs, her son and daughter-in-law had caused such a misunderstanding.
She returned home carrying the thermos.
Zhao Bing took the initiative to greet her and took the things from her hand.
"Mom, why did you bring so many thermoses? Who are they for?"
Nowadays, most people living in the same residential compound know each other well. It is no secret that Zhang Lan works in a department store, and neighbors often ask her to bring things for them.
Zhao Bing was used to it and thought that this was for someone else.
Zhang Lan was thinking about how to negotiate with Lan Guoer tomorrow, and didn't listen carefully to what he said. She just said "um" twice and went back to her room.
That night, no one mentioned the matter of the bicycle and the thermos again, and Zhao Bing naturally agreed to his own thoughts.
The next day, thinking about being able to ride his new bike to school, Zhao Bing got up an hour earlier than usual.
Meng Jiao thoughtfully made him an omelet and sent him out the door like a servant, thinking about riding her bike back to her parents' home later.
Zhang Lan didn't have to go to work today, so she got up a little late.
After she finished washing up and had a quick breakfast, she realized that the bicycle parked in the living room was missing.
"Jiaojiao! Where's my bicycle parked here?"
She stared at the spot where the bicycle was parked, frowned and asked, with a vague bad feeling in her heart.
"Brother Bing is riding to school!"
Meng Jiao replied naturally, with an expression that looked as if it was a matter of course.
"Who let him ride away?" Zhang Lan glared and raised her voice by eight octaves.
Meng Jiao then realized that something was wrong.
"Isn't that the new one mom bought for us? Why...why can't I ride it yet..."
Facing Zhang Lan's angry gaze, Meng Jiao became less and less confident.
"Who said I bought it for you? Isn't your car still in good condition? That's ridiculous!"
Zhang Lan was so angry that she was about to explode, but when she saw Meng Jiao's bulging belly, she finally held it back.
She picked up her bag, thought about the morning's arrangements, and rushed to Zhao Bing's school in a hurry.
Meng Jiao stood in the room, still confused for a long time.
But she already knew in her heart that Zhang Lan had never thought of buying them new bicycles, and the old bicycle at home would no longer belong to her.
She and Zhao Bing were just happy for nothing!
Zhao Bing didn't know at this time that he had misunderstood.
He rode his shiny new bicycle to school.
The school has not officially started yet, but this group of workers, peasants and soldiers are responsible for welcoming new students after the start of the school year, and have arrived at the school in advance to make preparations.
Because there were no formal classes, students gathered in groups of three or four in front of the teaching building to chat.
When they saw him riding over, the classmates were immediately attracted by the new bicycle he was riding.
"Hey! Great, brother Bing, is this bicycle new?"
Several male classmates gathered around and stared at the bicycle with envy in their eyes.
"Hey! It's just a bicycle! The old one is not comfortable to ride, so I just get a new one!" Zhao Bing acted indifferent.
"You know what, this new bike is so light to ride. You barely have to put in any effort, and it goes blazing fast!"
"Brother! I've never ridden such a new bike before! Let me have some fun and take it for a spin!"
At this time, a short man who often followed Zhao Bing touched the shiny handlebars and said with envy.
Zhao Bing was a little unhappy that he had just given his new bike to someone else to ride before he even started using it.
He frowned slightly and was thinking of how to refuse when he saw all the female classmates in the class coming over.
"It's said that the most capable person in our class is squad leader Zhao. Look, changing his car is like a piece of cake for him! Unlike us, we can't even get enough industrial coupons to buy a car, and we have to squeeze into the bus every day."
"Of course! My family's bicycle is used by my dad and brother for work. I haven't had the chance to ride it since I learned how to ride it! Unlike our squad leader Zhao, he doesn't even ride his old bicycle!"
"At least you learned how to ride. I can't even ride a bike! I envy you guys for being able to ride a bike!"
At this time, Wang, the classmate recognized by the boys in the class, spoke with envy on his face.
"That's not difficult!"
The short guy has been in love with the class beauty for a long time, and he can't stand her delicate look.
He approached Zhao Bing, nudged him with his arm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Bing, they say a gentleman should help others achieve their goals! Why don't we lend our car to classmate Wang to learn from him?"
The short guy thought he had a good relationship with Zhao Bing, so he didn't consider himself an outsider and spoke it out directly in front of all his classmates.
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