Siheyuan: Since 51

"Yup!"

Lin Zhiyuan jumped off his bicycle and asked with a smile, "Is there a letter from our hospital?"

The postman nodded and said, "Yes, I'm looking for Lin Zhiyuan. There is a package for him. Please show him the way."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan was startled, then chuckled, "What a coincidence, I am Lin Zhiyuan."

Then he gestured with his hand, "Come on, it's so hot, come inside and have a drink of water."

The postman waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I still have to go to a lot of places."

"It doesn't matter if you take a few minutes. Let's go and have a glass of water. Don't get dehydrated and suffer from heatstroke."

After verifying his identity, Lin Zhiyuan received a package.

The postman drank two glasses of water and then sent me out of the hospital.

Just as I turned around and was about to go home, Yan Bugui came running towards me with an excited look on his face.

"Zhiyuan, your family of three bought bicycles. It's such a happy occasion. Why don't you get together tonight?"

Want to take advantage again?

I really admire you, you idiot!

Lin Zhiyuan was about to refuse when something moved his mind and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I also need to talk to the Third Master about something."

Yan Bugui just mentioned it casually, thinking that he would try his best to get something. He didn't expect it to be so smooth, so he said happily: "Okay, you should get ready early, and I will go over in the evening."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and wanted to leave.

As for Lin Zhiyuan's words that he had something to do, he was completely ignored.

Want to leave? No way!

Lin Zhiyuan said quietly and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry, Uncle. I just bought a bicycle and my family is struggling to make ends meet. Can you lend me some first? It's not much, just 500,000!"

"Five hundred thousand! Just pay it back?"

Yan Bugui's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Why don't you go and rob?"

Lin Zhiyuan smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Uncle, look at what you said. Robbery is against the law! Well, let's go with less, 300,000."

Yan Bugui turned into a rattle, and his lame glasses almost flew off. "No, no, I only make a few dollars a month."

Lin Zhiyuan pretended to be conflicted, frowning and sighing.

"Then two hundred thousand should be enough, right? Otherwise, I won't have the money to prepare meals."

Yan Bugui's face turned red, then pale. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and said angrily, "Since it's inconvenient for you, forget it."

You are quite active in eating and drinking for free. It's not like you won't pay back the money I borrowed, but it's like you are asking for money.

Lin Zhiyuan curled his lips and went straight home.

Small cross yard.

In a few minutes, many people came.

Sha Zhu and Xu Damao surrounded a bicycle, looking at this and touching that.

After a long while, Sha Zhu smacked his lips and muttered, "Great, I'll get one tomorrow too."

Xu Damao looked envious but did not respond.

On the other side, Lin Manyu and Lin Zhihao were arguing about going out to learn how to drive.

Qin Huaiwu waved his hand and said proudly: "Let's go to the alley and I will teach you."

Wang Aimin also laughed happily, "Let's go."

Qin Huairu and Chu Xiaoying also had smiles on their faces, and a group of people walked out of the small courtyard.

Stone table under the tree.

He Daqing, Liu Haizhong, Xu Fugui, and Lin Zhiyuan sat in a circle and chatted.

The corners of his mouth turned up in his fringe, and he didn't take other people's envy seriously at all.

As the first person in the school to own a bicycle, I have the confidence.

Xu Fugui pondered for a moment and sighed.

"I'm jealous of him, but it's not convenient right now. Let's wait and see. I'll try to get him one before the New Year."

He Daqing, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a long time, and then said slowly.

"Next month, after I get my salary, I'll prepare one for Shazhu. He's getting old, so it's time for him to get married."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, "Indeed, I remember that Shazhu is the same age as my Zhihui, so it's time to look for him."

The topic naturally turned from bicycles to Shazhu.

None of the grown men had any good ideas, but Liu Haizhong took the initiative to ask the second aunt to help find out.

Regardless of whether it is reliable or not, He Daqing quite approves of this intention.

It was almost noon and the sun was shining brightly.

Even under the tree, the dryness is unbearable.

He Daqing and his companions were preparing to go home, but Lin Zhiyuan was also worried about the package and did not try to keep them.

Just as I entered the living room, before I had time to open the package, Qin Huairu and others came back together.

As soon as she entered the door, Lin Manyu pouted and said depressedly, "It's not easy to learn how to ride a bicycle. Brother Xiaowu lied to me. Brother, I fell more than ten times, and now my whole body hurts."

Behind him, Qin Huaiwu looked embarrassed, scratched the back of his head and muttered.

"Xiaoyu, I'm not lying to you. I didn't know how to do it before. I only learned it after I bought it."

Qin Huairu rubbed her knees and comforted her: "Xiaoyu, don't worry, let's take it slowly. I fell too."

Chu Xiaoying patted the dirt off her body and agreed, "That's right, men learn quickly. Didn't you see that Zhihao already knows how to ride?"

Little Shufan ran towards Lin Zhiyuan with his short legs.

"Dad, Mom and the others all fell down!"

As he spoke, he bared his teeth and claws, bent his body, and imitated, "Just like that, and then, he screamed..."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh, "Then who fell the most?"

Little Shufan turned around and glanced at Lin Manyu, "Aunt is the most."

Lin Manyu pretended to be ferocious, "Little Shufan, do you want to be beaten?"

"That's right!"

Little Shufan crawled into Lin Zhiyuan's arms, raised his head, and said innocently, "Aunt, why are you angry?"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Zhiyuan laughed a few times and raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Shufan, that means your aunt is the most studious."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Manyu and said, "Xiaoyu, don't be anxious. Take your time. It will be fine after a few more falls."

Lin Manyu sat on the sofa angrily, "Zhihao never fell once."

……

After chatting for a while, Wang Aimin went to cook.

Others chattered and began to discuss their experiences.

Lin Zhiyuan did not participate, picked up the package and walked into the inner room.

It was wrapped quite tightly. I used scissors to pick open the seams of the sack. There was another sack. I opened it again and a cloth bag appeared in front of me. I untied the cloth bag, and then there were several layers of oil paper.

Lin Zhiyuan flipped through the oil paper and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Well, who sent the stuff by mail? Why is it placed in this doll?"

A few seconds later, a letter, a few books, three large pieces of bacon wrapped in oil paper, and a small bag of chili seeds appeared before his eyes.

With a lot of questions in his mind, Lin Zhiyuan opened the envelope.

"My dear friend,

Seeing a word is like a face, showing a letter is like a meeting.

I have been in Sichuan for nearly two years. Although I have never met him, I have heard of Shihui's name.

In the past, many literary masters, fearless of violence, took up their pens to fight against it in an attempt to awaken the world. I hope you will encourage them.

Now two good friends want Shi Hui to write an inscription for them. Please send it to them as soon as possible.

……

Paper and ink are limited, and I cannot express everything I want to say.”

Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly read through just a few hundred words, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Uncle Tao and Uncle Li, who are nearly 70 years old, are still traveling around and visiting Sichuan for this country and this nation.

In comparison, I seem like a loser.

Furthermore, even if Shihui is somewhat famous, who says that his calligraphy must be beautiful?

Lin Zhiyuan was a little amused and helpless about the fact that Uncle Tao wrote a letter specifically to ask for a signature.

Knowing that I like to eat chili peppers, they specially mailed chili pepper seeds to me, and the payment was received in advance. What else can I do?

Give it to me!

Anyway, there are still a lot of folding fans in the space, so I can get a few and mail them over.

Having made up his mind, Lin Zhiyuan turned his gaze to the books nearby.

[I had something to do last night, so I didn't have time to update. Sorry everyone, I'm coding now, and there will be another chapter later.]