Siheyuan: This is really immoral

After a brief shock, most of the people in the yard looked at the brand new reflective bicycles and radios a few more times with reluctance.

On the way home, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong had their own thoughts. Yi Zhonghai was thinking:

"In this courtyard, only Yan Bugui had a bicycle, because his commute to school was a bit far. But in Linzhuang, the steel mill provided bicycles, but he still had to buy one. If I, as an old man in the courtyard, don't have one, wouldn't I be outdone by them?"

Just when Yi Zhonghai was considering whether to buy a bicycle for himself, Liu Haizhong was indeed thinking about another question.

"Lin Zhuang, you jerk, these items must be worth four hundred yuan in total, and these three-turn and one-ring tickets are rare, and I haven't heard of any problems with Lin Zhuang. There must be something wrong here! I told you to be so disrespectful to me, the second master of the courtyard. When I find out, if there is really any problem, I will report you to the street."

Lin Zhuang didn't expect that the people in the courtyard would go through so many twists and turns. He planned to go home and tinker with this radio. He had indeed never come into contact with this thing in his life.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, Lin Zhuang was stopped by Yan Bugui again. Lin Zhuang looked at the old man with an impatient look and asked:

"Uncle, what are you trying to do?"

Yan Bugui looked around with a sly look in his eyes and said in a low voice:

"Linzhuang, you bought a new car, so do you have to return the steel rolling mill?"

At this moment, Lin Zhuang still didn't understand what this had to do with him, so he just nodded and waited for the situation to develop.

After Yan Bugui saw that everything was as he thought, he hurriedly discussed with Lin Zhuang:

"Linzhuang, it's like this. Recently, under my one-on-one guidance, Jie Cheng has also learned to ride a bicycle. Jie Cheng has been on blind dates recently, and has to find some odd jobs from time to time. It's hard enough in the hot weather, so the third uncle wants to discuss with you, can I use this extra bicycle for my family?"

Ah.

When Lin Zhuang heard this, he shook his head. He thought that Yan Bugui was probably the only person in the whole city who could say such a thing.

"Uncle, this car..."

At this point, Lin Zhuang looked at Yan Bugui with a warm smile on his face, giving Yan Bugui the impression that the matter was about to be accomplished. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhuang continued to smile as he said:

"I can't borrow it. Since you know it belongs to the steel mill, I will definitely return it when I'm done using it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong with the car, it will be a huge problem."

Yan Bugui wanted to fight for it again, and said, "Linzhuang, don't worry about this. Jie Cheng is such a big man, this car will definitely not be lost. Isn't it normal wear and tear if it's bumped? As long as we don't tell anyone about this, no one will know. Besides, my Yan family will definitely not use you for nothing. If Jie Cheng really finds a partner, you will definitely have a seat at the wedding dinner."

Lin Zhuang rolled his eyes. He felt sick to his stomach listening to Yan Bugui's empty words. He said bluntly, "Uncle San, forget about it. It's impossible. You should find a solution somewhere else. If there's any problem with the car, you can't escape if the factory investigates. You'd better save yourself the trouble."

Yan Bugui's face was a little uncertain, but he thought about it and realized that it was the case. Then he continued to look at Lin Zhuang happily and said:

"That's right, you've thought it through. Hey, Lin Zhuang, do you know how to use this radio? I'm not exaggerating, but when I was in school, I loved playing with it all the time, and I'm very familiar with it. Why don't we listen to it together, so I can see how it's different from the one we had in school."

Lin Zhuang said, "Okay, let's come in and listen."

After Lin Zhuang parked the car at the door and locked it, he was about to unfasten the radio from the back seat and take it down, but he didn't expect that Yan Bugui treasured the radio even more than he did. He quickly supported the bottom of the radio with both hands and scolded:

"Ouch, Lin Zhuang, your car is tilted, you have to be careful when you take it down, don't let it fall..."

Lin Zhuang was speechless and let him carry the radio in as if it were a treasure. When Lin Zhuang followed him in, he saw Yan Bugui fiddling with the radio with his hands.

Lin Zhuang went to the inner room to put his shoes and bag inside. When he came out, he heard Yan Bugui mumbling with his back bent:

"How do you use this thing? I saw that the people who put it in the school just need to use it for a few seconds, right?"

Lin Zhuang was confused after hearing what he heard. You old bitch are so honest!

Lin Zhuang looked at him with a fake smile and said, "Uncle, what did you just say to me?"

Yan Bugui was so focused that he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He thought to himself that Lin Zhuang was walking like a ghost without any sound. He forced a chrysanthemum-like smile and said:

"Um... this, this is different from the one in school. Third uncle really didn't understand it right away. Don't worry, Third uncle will figure it out for you right away."

Lin Zhuang wiped the sweat off his neck with a towel, then pushed Yan Bugui aside and said, "Uncle San, you should let me do it myself. You look too unreliable."

Although Lin Zhuang had never used a radio, there were many more complicated things in later generations, so it was natural that he could hear the sound after a short study. After adjusting several channels and finding a news channel, Lin Zhuang sat in a chair and listened.

Yan Bugui was walking around the radio, looking very curious, muttering to himself:

"This radio is so good. The sound is so clear, not noisy at all. It's much better than the old and broken one in my school."

Then, Yan Bugui found a stool and sat down, even squinting his eyes comfortably. If he had brought a palm-leaf fan, he would have fanned himself.

On the surface, Yan Bugui was enjoying the radio, but in his heart he was thinking: This radio is so comfortable to listen to, I will just sit here and not move. When Lin Zhuang prepares dinner, I will feel embarrassed to invite me, the third uncle in the courtyard, to leave. The food at Lin Zhuang's house is much better than my own.

After a while, Lin Zhuang saw that it was getting dark outside, but Yan Bugui's butt seemed to be glued to the chair, sitting firmly on it, with no intention of going home.

Lin Zhuang now understood Yan Bugui's thoughts and said with a smile:

"Uncle, look at how nice this radio is. But it's already dinner time, and I see Auntie is preparing dinner. How about I go to your house today and have a meal, and then come back to listen to it after we've had enough?"