The bicycle has been sold; it has a steel stamp on it, so it's unusable now.
The recycling prices at the secondhand market are not low; they are based on the prices of goods in that era. A new bicycle would cost 170 or 180 yuan, but Li Mingliang's bicycle was recycled for 130 yuan.
That's not bad.
Li Xiyue kept the watch because it could tell time, but it was a men's model. She would keep it for now and recycle it later when she bought a new one.
"Comrade Li, we've confirmed the identities of those two people. They are indeed enemy agents. It's all thanks to your timely discovery that we were able to apprehend them in time." Before getting out of the car, the police officer approached Li Xiyue to express his gratitude.
Li Xiyue humbly said, "You're welcome. This is what a Chinese person should do. After all, the rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen. Anyone who found out would have done the same as me."
Before getting off the train, she removed the gauze from her head. The spiritual spring water was truly amazing; her injury healed completely in just a few days.
"Comrade Li, you have such high awareness at such a young age. You are truly a rare talent in our society." The police officer looked at Li Xiyue with admiration.
He took out some money from his pocket and handed it to her: "You've done a good job. This is a reward from our Public Security Bureau. The Public Security Bureau will also issue you a letter of commendation. Are you a young educated youth sent to the countryside in the southern province? We'll send the letter of commendation to your production team."
She deserves the money for catching spies; she should take it.
Li Xiyue took the money, five ten-yuan bills, and said happily, "Thank you, officers. I'll have to trouble you then."
"No trouble at all, it's nothing."
After getting off the train, Li Xiyue was in a great mood. Even the fatigue from the past few days of travel disappeared, and she felt refreshed.
Zhao Xiaoli and the others heard what the police said. She was so jealous that her eyes turned red. She couldn't stand seeing Li Xiyue doing well, and couldn't help but say sourly, "What's so smug about?"
"Yueyue has every right to be smug; she helped the police catch an enemy spy. If you're so capable, why don't you catch one yourself?" Before Li Xiyue could speak, her devoted fan Huang Xinrui retorted, "No ability, just a load of nonsense. People like that deserve to never eat four dishes in their entire lives!"
During the two days on the train, Huang Xinrui practically idolized Li Xiyue, and even changed her way of addressing her from Xiyue to Yueyue, helping Li Xiyue to argue with Zhao Xiaoli the whole way.
Zhao Xiaoli's face turned red from the scolding, and she was about to scold back when someone shouted.
"Hurry up, Yonghe County, the bus is about to leave."
Li Xiyue and the others were heading to Yonghe County, so they quickly picked up their luggage and followed.
You have to take the train to the provincial capital, then transfer to a bus to the county town, then from the county town to your commune, and finally from the commune to the production brigade—it takes several transfers.
Li Xiyue and the others, carrying their luggage and panting, boarded the car and found that the old lady was also there.
"Young lady, come here, there's still a seat." The old lady waved to Li Xiyue when she saw her.
Li Xiyue walked over and sat down next to the old lady, while Huang Xinrui sat in another empty seat.
Zhao Xiaoli, who arrived last, failed to get a seat. Her face fell, and she glanced around the bus before walking up to a man in his thirties. She said, "Uncle, could you give me a seat? My feet hurt."
"No." The man glanced at her and refused without hesitation.
Zhao Xiaoli said, feeling wronged, "You're a grown man, what's wrong with giving me your seat?"
"Why should I give up my seat for you? Because you're ugly? Because you stink?" The man said, covering his nose and shooing her away like a fly. "Go away, go away, don't stink me."
After sitting on the train for several days without a place to shower or change clothes, Zhao Xiaoli did indeed have a foul odor.
But Zhao Xiaoli was extremely embarrassed to have it said so bluntly.
Her face flushed red and then turned white in an instant, as if she were changing expressions. She clenched her palms and cursed the man's ancestors for eighteen generations.
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