Siheyuan: This is really immoral

After moving all the things into the small courtyard, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru touched the bicycles and looked at the radio from time to time. They even wanted to spare a third hand to touch the sewing machine. They were so excited.

Lin Zhuang tied another radio to the back of the new bicycle and said to them:

"I'm going back to the courtyard today. You can practice riding your bikes in the yard and learn how to use this radio."

Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru and Xiaodang were gathered around the radio at this time. The two adults and one child were trying to figure out how to use it. When they heard what Lin Zhuang said, they all said hurriedly without turning their heads:

"Okay, Brother Linzhuang, you go ahead."

"Linzhuang, please be careful on the road..."

Lin Zhuang looked at them helplessly and smiled. Three turns and one ring are all good things. It is not surprising that they are attracted to this.

After Lin Zhuang checked once more to see if the radio was tied up properly, he turned around to help them close the door, then leisurely rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.

Along the way, some people had already started to get off work, and Lin Zhuang once again felt the destructive power of the three turns and one ring at this time.

Passersby were walking home after a hard day's work and were supposed to be relaxed and happy, but a handsome man came towards them, riding a bicycle that was as new as it could be, with a Shanghai brand watch inadvertently revealed on his hand. When he got closer, he could see a brand new radio on the back seat of the bicycle.

This is like parading around in the market with things that other families may not be able to afford, and passers-by who see it are all jealous and envious, and the points contributed are simply going through the roof.

Linzhuang looked like a calm lake on the surface, but inwardly it was already filled with joy. It really lived up to the saying:

"Presentation is a bad habit, but I seem to have gotten used to it."

After arriving at the gate of the courtyard, Lin Zhuang deliberately turned the crisp bell on the front handle of the car.

At this time, Yan Bugui was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air, with his glasses pinned to his clothes on his chest, and he was reading an old newspaper in his hand carefully.

When he heard the voice, he thought it was another Lin Zhuang with a bicycle coming into the yard. He just took a subconscious look and planned to continue reading the newspaper. However, he didn't expect that this glance almost made him lose his self-proclaimed shrewd eyes.

Yan Bugui took out his glasses from his bosom and put them on without blinking. After taking a careful look, he stood up excitedly and trotted over to Lin Zhuang, his big belly shaking as he said:

"Wow, Lin Zhuang, where did you get this bicycle?"

Yan Bugui almost put his head on the bicycle, and scanned the bicycle bit by bit with his glasses. The newspaper in his hand had already flown away, and he touched the bicycle inch by inch with both hands and said:

"Hey, this is the 170-cubic-meter bicycle sold in the state-owned store, right? Hey, look at the bell, look at the brakes, the workmanship is so fine, the seat is amazing, it's much better than the one I have..."

Just as Yan Bugui finished looking at the front of the car and continued to look back, he suddenly noticed something tied to the back seat and said:

"Ah! Lin Zhuang, you...you, this is a Panda brand radio! Where did you get all these?"

"Where did it come from? If not bought, how could it be stolen?"

After Yan Bugui's loud shouts and exclamations, the people in the yard were gradually attracted and slowly surrounded Lin Zhuang and the new bicycle.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were watching all this from the left and right, and at this time someone with sharp eyes exclaimed:

"This, this Lin Zhuang seems to be wearing a Shanghai brand watch."

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui suddenly looked at Lin Zhuang's hand, and saw the watch strap faintly visible under the shirt. He reached out and pulled Lin Zhuang's hand up, smoothed his sleeves up, and looked carefully at Lin Zhuang's new glowing watch.

"Oh my god, it really is a Shanghai brand watch. It looks new. Ouch, I'm afraid it was just taken out of the counter."

When Lin Zhuang saw Yan Bugui, the greasy man with a big belly, holding his hand, his eyes sparkled and he almost drooled. He quickly pulled his hand out, shook it, and said:

"Uncle, what are you doing? You're giving me the chills."

The residents of the courtyard who were watching nearby were talking about it.

"This Linzhuang is really promising. The only thing missing from these three turns is a sewing machine. When the time comes, we can buy a sewing machine. Then we won't have to worry about not being able to find a wife."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know where the money and tickets came from, but these are basically the best of the three-wheeled and one-ring bikes. It's incredible. If only I had a bicycle like this... No, it would be great if I had a Fei Ge bicycle."

"This must have been left to him by his father. Yes, if we had a Fei Ge or Phoenix brand bicycle, we would wake up from bed in the middle of the night with laughter."

The big mouth who said that about Yi Zhonghai last time said again: "There will be no shortage of wives in Linzhuang. I wonder when the silly Zhu in the backyard will be able to get a wife..."

And because Sha Zhu arrived a step late, he happened to stand behind the woman by chance, but this time no one could remind her. The woman continued to output, saying:

"Since He Daqing ran away, Sha Zhu has become a nobody. I think if He Daqing knew that Sha Zhu has a job but can't even find a wife, he would be so angry that he would die."

Sha Zhu was just listening in the back and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't expect that the gossipy woman kept talking more and more outrageously. He shouted in anger:

"How could I, He Yuzhu, not be able to find a wife? I'm telling you, I'm going to be promoted soon, and I'm going to marry a woman who's good at giving birth, and give birth to two big fat sons in three years!"

The woman was talking excitedly when Sha Zhu roared in her ear. She was so frightened that her soul almost flew out of her body. Her hair stood on end and she trembled all over.

She looked back tremblingly and saw Sha Zhu roaring again after being extremely angry. Her face turned red. The woman was also afraid that Sha Zhu, the coward, would beat her, so she smiled awkwardly and said:

"Silly...Zhu Zi, I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously. My grandson is probably crying for food right now, I'm going to cook for him..."

Sha Zhu stopped talking and stormed home, lying on the boat, hugging his pillow. If he had shed a few tears, he would have looked like a resentful woman in the boudoir.