Chapter 21 Bicycle



Several days had passed since the greenhouse was built. Yang Hang went to work as usual, and Chu Yao was still at home looking after the children. She also tilled the land at home and planted some cabbage and other things to make pickles in winter.

These were all experiences of Chu Yao’s family when she was a child in her previous life.

Because vegetables are hard to buy in the north, and even harder to buy now.

This weekend, when Yang Hang is resting, Chu Yao will take the babies out for a walk and see if there are any articles to submit to the newspaper. Chu Yao thinks that she should earn some pocket money at home so that she won't be short of money in the future.

This was a way to make money that she had thought about for a long time.

The last time I bought things, I was almost done. Master Zhang has delivered the furniture he made later. Now the house looks very presentable. As for the rest, I can only think about how to arrange it.

The next day was the weekend, and the two of them walked to the town with their child. Fortunately, it was not very far, but Chu Yao forgot that they came back by car last time, and the time difference between taking a car and walking was very large.

The walk takes about two hours.

Apart from their families, the place where Chu Yao and her friends live has a few scattered villages a few miles away. Few other villagers gather there, as they usually go to the town for something.

There's always more stuff in town.

Yang Hang also discussed with Chu Yao and planned to buy a bicycle to make it more convenient for future travel.

The two walked and stopped, stopped and walked, and finally arrived in town after two hours.

Chu Yao was already exhausted.

Yang Hang suggested going to a state-owned restaurant to have breakfast and take a rest.

As usual, I ordered northern specialty pork-filled buns and stone-ground soy milk for breakfast.

Yang Hang and Chu Yao ate with gusto. The babies were not used to the taste of soy milk, but in the end Yang Hang drank it all.

Can't waste it.

After breakfast and a good rest, the family went to the supply and marketing cooperative.

As soon as I walked outside the supply and marketing cooperative, I could hear the noise inside. Looking in from the outside, there was a sea of ​​black heads everywhere.

No matter how many times she experienced this kind of scene, Chu Yao would never feel bored or crowded.

This kind of life is full of people coming and going, and their faces are filled with happiness. Isn't this the kind of life that Chu Yao had always pursued in her previous life?

Sometimes a different kind of crowd is also a kind of excitement, a kind of happiness that we have always dreamed of.

Unexpectedly, this strange place healed Chu Yao's broken heart and made her feel real, as if this was her original life.

Yang Hang had been paying attention to Chu Yao's actions. Seeing the bright smile on Chu Yao's face and no sign of impatience, he knew that the girl in front of him was full of passion for life.

Yes, although I know about the future development of the country from her, but seeing her patience with the baby during this period, I am afraid that I can't compare to her.

She must have been very happy before.

Yang Hang suddenly wanted to know more about the person in front of him and everything about Chu Yao now.

At this time, Yang Hang did not realize what this meant.

Curiosity is often the beginning of love.

Fortunately, the two of them were not in a hurry and took the baby somewhere else.

There is nothing else on the streets now except those selling chickens, ducks and vegetables.

Oh, it’s not called buying and selling, it’s bartering.

Yes, now is the time to prohibit buying and selling.

Chu Yao felt sad when she saw the excited babies in front of her. If it were her era, every baby would be the apple of the eye of the family. They would have whatever they wanted and whatever they wanted to play with.

I won’t say much about the toys, there are also many amusement parks, zoos, botanical gardens and so on.

Speaking of toys, I promised Dabao last time to make a toy car, but Chu Yao hasn’t finished the drawings yet.

It looked like they'd have to finalize the blueprints tonight. Should they ask Master Zhang, who made the children's chair last time, to make it? Or should they have Yang Hang make it himself? After all, this toy car required a lot of stuff.

Let’s not talk about this for now. We’ll talk about it after we get back.

The two of them strolled around with the babies for a while, and then went back to the supply and marketing cooperative. There were much fewer people there than before, but it still looked like there were a lot of people.

The two went directly to the second floor to buy bicycles. Chu Yao liked a Phoenix brand bicycle, and Yang Hang liked a Forever brand.

The two people finally gave the decision-making power to the babies and let them choose.

Yang Hang said he had no opinion, and even if he had an opinion he had to pretend that he had no opinion.

"Big Treasure, Second Treasure, Little Treasure, tell Mommy, which bike do you like?"

“This, this.”

Dabao pointed at the phoenix on the beam and said he liked it.

Erbao and Xiaobao looked left and right, and finally chose the same as their eldest brother.

I finally bought the bicycle for 200 yuan, along with a bicycle ticket.

The two went to buy other daily necessities, and Chu Yao focused on buying some sanitary napkins that were unique to this period.

Don’t worry, it looks okay, but I don’t know if it’s easy to use.

In the past, Chu Yao used to sew things herself with cloth. Chu Yao felt that it would be better to buy such a private thing from scratch.

After shopping, the two prepared to go home.

The way back was much easier than the way here.

Dabao sat on the front horizontal bar, Chu Yao held Erbao, Yang Hang carried Sanbao on his back, and there were a lot of things loaded on the front of the car.

The scene of people dragging their families along the way attracted a lot of people's attention.

The afterglow of the sunset fell on them, and as the bicycles moved forward, the afterglow seemed to follow them home.

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