The reborn little painting treasure had a great time in the 1960s

It was already past four in the afternoon when she woke up. The sun shone through the window onto the bed, making her feel warm and comfortable. Tang Hua stretched herself and slowly got up from the bed. She put on her slippers, gently opened the door, and walked down the stairs.

Downstairs, grandpa was playing chess with great-grandfather. Both of them were concentrating and seemed to be completely immersed in the game.

On the other side, uncle was chatting with father with smiles on his face. Tang Hua looked at the warm scene in front of him and his heart was filled with happiness.

At this time, there was a noise. Tang Hua turned around and saw that the two brothers Nan Xiaobao, Zijun and Zihao were tinkering with a bicycle. Upon closer inspection, it was the five-seater bicycle from before. When they came back, they folded it and put it in the yard. Now they were trying to reassemble it.

Tang Hua walked forward curiously and called softly, "Brother!" Hearing Tang Hua's voice, Tang Zihao immediately put down the tools in his hands, turned around and stood up.

He strode to Tang Ping, picked her up, and said excitedly: "Sister, I haven't seen you for almost a year. Do you miss me?"

Tang Hua was hugged so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

She struggled hard, but Tang Zihao held her tighter and tighter. At this moment, Zijun noticed something was wrong and hurried forward to pull them apart, saying, "Zihao, don't hold me so hard. I can't breathe."

After hearing this, Tang Zihao realized that his behavior was a bit excessive. He touched his head and smiled awkwardly.

Tang Hua also breathed a sigh of relief, gasped heavily, and finally recovered his normal breathing. It was a close call, he was almost sent away.

Tang Hua looked curiously at the bicycle parts they were assembling and smiled happily: "Brother, let me help you assemble this bicycle."

As she spoke, she squatted down excitedly, took the initiative to help separate the seat and quickly installed it. After a while, a complete bicycle appeared in front of them.

When Tang Zhengde and Tang Zhengyang saw this special bicycle, they couldn't help but come over and ask curiously: "Huabao, did you design this?"

After thinking for a while, Tang Hua felt that this kind of bicycle was not difficult to make, so he nodded and replied: "Well, my grandfather picked up these scraps of copper and iron from the scrap yard and assembled it. Uncle, do you want to try riding it and take us out for a ride?"

Tang Zhengde stared at the bicycle and said hesitantly, "Is it really okay?"

Tang Hua nodded affirmatively and responded: "Of course! The back was originally used to carry children, but when we grew up, we changed the seats to adults' and installed footrests so that the first person in the front wouldn't be so tired, and the people behind could follow and step on them."

In this way, Tang Zhengde was in the front, Tang Hua and Nan Xiaobao were in the middle, and the two brothers were in the back, and several people pedaled together without feeling tired at all.

Tang Zhengyang was jealous and wanted to ride it too, so he followed him out.

When we came outside, people in the compound saw the bicycle and looked at it in surprise. Today was Sunday and many units were not working.

Some young men came forward to look at the bicycle, and some of them asked curiously: "Uncle Tang, this bicycle is really beautiful, can we play with it?"

Tang Zhengde rolled his eyes at them and said unhappily, "I just started riding. Wait until I've had enough fun!" Then he continued to pedal the bike and took them around the courtyard.

Their cheerful laughter echoed in the yard, attracting other children to come and watch.

Tang Zhengyang watched his elder brother and the children having so much fun, and walked up to Tang Zhengde and said, "Brother, let me ride for a while too!"

Tang Zhengde readily agreed, so Tang Zhengyang took over the car and took everyone for a ride in the courtyard. The sunlight shone on them, reflecting their smiling faces.

At this time, the two old men also came out to look for people. Seeing so many people gathered here, they knew without thinking that they were surrounding their children. They looked at each other and walked forward.

As expected, the young people in the compound were taking turns riding bicycles. Gu Zhonghua's mouth twitched, and Tang Gaoyuan's expression was not very serious. He tilted his head and asked, "Old Gu, isn't this ride for adults to take children? This..."

Gu Zhonghua shook his head and said, "That's right. Before we went back to Kyoto, we thought that Huabao and Xiaobao would grow up, so we changed the seats in the back so that adults could sit in them. You see, it doesn't look out of place for adults to sit in them."

"That's true. Look at this group of people. The children are watching them eagerly, but the adults are having a good time. Let's go back. We can't afford to lose face." Tang Gaoyuan said speechlessly.

After saying that, the two of them were about to go back, but just as they turned around, Elder Feng came over and saw them. He jokingly said, "Hey, you two old men are joining in the fun too. What are you looking at?"

Hearing this, the two looked embarrassed, especially Gu Zhonghua, who could only wave his hands helplessly, and then explained: "I brought the bicycle I rode in the village, and now they are riding it for fun."

When Mr. Feng heard this, he immediately became interested and asked curiously, "Oh? What kind of bicycle is it? Let me see." As he said that, he squeezed into the crowd.

At this time, the person riding the bicycle was Lu Beian, the grandson of the Lu family. He was seventeen or eighteen years old. He rode the bicycle very fast and felt like he was flying. The children around him wanted to ride on it eagerly.

But seeing the bike going so fast, I was still excited and shouted excitedly, cheering for him.

At this moment, Mr. Feng suddenly emerged from the crowd and shouted, "Lu, stop! Let me try this car!"

Lu Beian was startled and quickly braked to a stop. He looked back and found that it was Old Feng. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Grandpa Feng, why are you here too?"

But Mr. Feng ignored him and walked directly to the car, walked around it and examined it carefully. After a while, he nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "Not bad, not bad, this car is really well made. Old Gu, make one for me too, so I can ride it and take my grandchildren out for a ride."

Gu Zhonghua said, "Do you think this is cabbage? If you want it, take it. This design drawing was designed by Tang Bao. If you want it, you have to find her."

After hearing this, Mr. Feng looked at Tang Hua without any grievance, and then said to Lu Beian: "Lu boy, get out of the way, let me try." After that, he got on the car impatiently, pushed hard, and the car rushed forward immediately.

However, as Mr. Feng was old and not agile enough, the car suddenly lost balance and veered towards the bushes on the side of the road. Because he was in the front and controlling the direction, it was too late for the people sitting in the back to stop the car. Seeing that it was about to hit, Mr. Feng was so scared that his face turned pale and he shouted loudly.

Upon seeing this, everyone screamed in surprise and ran over to try to support Mr. Feng, but it was too late. With a loud bang, Mr. Feng and his car fell into the grass.

Everyone quickly gathered around him, asking with concern whether Mr. Feng was injured. Mr. Feng stood up shakily, patted the dirt off his body, and said with a wry smile: "Oh, my old waist, it almost fell apart, but it's okay, just a little embarrassing."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing. Mr. Feng also laughed. While rubbing his waist, he said with emotion: "It seems that I am really old. I can't even control a bicycle. It's better to be young and enjoy this kind of happiness to the fullest."

Gu Zhonghua and Tang Gaoyuan witnessed this scene from a distance and could not help but shake their heads and smile bitterly. This Old Feng was really becoming more and more like a child. In fact, it was not that Old Feng could not control the horse, but that he was riding too fast and fell into the pit before he could react.