Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 20 Ride on my beloved motorcycle

The time spent shopping in the store flew by quickly, and it was already noon in the blink of an eye.

He Xiao and Shazhu both had their hands full of things.

He Xiao discovered for the first time that he was actually a shopaholic, but I didn't blame him, mainly because the things in the Friendship Store were so exquisite.

Especially some handicrafts, he just couldn't help it.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't hold it anymore, he would have wanted to keep shopping.

"Son, let's go and come back next time."

Silly Zhu also opened his eyes today. This friendship store is really well-deserved. Unfortunately, it does not accept RMB, only foreign exchange coupons.

What a pity.

It was getting late, and He Xiao was also hungry. He nodded, and the two of them went back to the first floor together.

Not to mention, the stuff from my childhood is really interesting.

"Hey, this is changing so fast. I didn't expect that my bicycle would no longer be popular."

He Xiao turned around and didn't see Si Zhu, so he slowly eased off the accelerator.

Silly Zhu glanced at his son's little Suzuki, which was not much bigger than his bicycle. He had some doubts in his heart, could it run fast?

"Ah? Oh oh."

When he walked to the place where motorcycles were sold, he found that his small motorcycle had already hung a black and white license plate.

"Hey, that's a lot of stuff. Son, don't underestimate my bicycle. I can carry this little thing and you back."

He untied the iron chain and got to work.

Ahem, riding speed is enough in the capital.

It happened that there was gasoline for sale in the store, so he filled up the gas tank. Of course, the store still collected foreign exchange coupons.

Silly Zhu pedaled hard and looked curiously at the motorcycle under his son. He was really surprised.

"Huchi... Huchi, son, when did you arrive?"

Just as he was not enjoying himself, he turned the front of the car and rode out again suddenly, suddenly, suddenly.

After pushing the little Suzuki out of the store, he couldn't wait to get in and try it out.

Walking to Silly Zhu, he took the things and said, "Why don't you tie them to my little Suzuki? There are too many things and you can't tie them to your bicycle, right?"

He Xiao carried the roast duck and said with a smile: "I've been here a long time ago. I didn't wait for you to come, so I rode around Qianmen Street and bought a roast duck. What do you think of my little Suzuki?"

Silly Pig gasped and stretched out his thumb.

He Xiao smiled after saying that. He pushed the little Suzuki forward, and then kicked the starting lever at the bottom. With just one kick, the little Suzuki roared immediately.

After seven or eight minutes, He Xiao returned to the entrance of Qingyun Hutong.

He Xiao was so excited that he almost forgot about Silly Zhu.

Especially those on bicycles, chasing him all the way, but there was nothing they could do about it, his little Suzuki was so eye-catching.

"Not only can I run, I can also run faster."

Don’t let anyone deceive you about one thousand foreign exchange coupons.

He tied all the large items, such as quilts and bamboo mats, to the back seat of the bicycle.

After chasing for a while, he slowly gave up.

Sitting down, he gripped the handlebars and slowly increased the accelerator. The little Suzuki under his butt slowly began to move.

Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, without much effort, he rode his little Suzuki back to the entrance of Qingyun Hutong.

"Ride my beloved scooter, it will never be stuck in traffic..."

"Son, is your motorcycle reliable?"

"I want to send it, I want to send it, not bad, not bad, really good."

"Okay, son, let's go."

Silly Zhu was holding a bunch of things in his arms, with a box of Maotai liquor on top, and he couldn't even take his hands off to put it down.

After receiving the homecoming permit, he tied the things in his hands to the scooter.

Silly Zhu finally understood that even if his pedals kicked out sparks, he could not catch up with his son.

Even though this car is very small, it runs very slowly and can reach a top speed of 60 kilometers per hour.

Not to mention, his little Suzuki is so cool that people on the road often look at him.

Stepping on the middle support of the small Suzuki, He Xiao pushed back and the motorcycle stayed firmly in place.

"Son, come here and help me get my things, I'm afraid they will break."

Feeling hungry and smelling the fragrance, He Xiao couldn't help it, so he went in and bought one directly.

He Xiao slowly turned off the accelerator, and the little Suzuki immediately jumped out.

Going all the way west, he rode to Qianmen Street after a while. It was a coincidence that he met another famous store on the road, "Quan Pump De".

The little Suzuki roared loudly, and He Xiao felt good and safe sitting on it. Having this thing made it much easier.

It was a coincidence that just as he arrived, Silly Zhu came back on his bicycle.

…

It's still inevitable to go there. He Xiao is a little regretful, but if you can, you should do it as soon as possible to save trouble in the future.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu behind him kicked up hard, but the distance between the two became wider and wider. They turned a street, and Sha Zhu soon lost sight of his son.

"Sir, your license plate has been issued, but you still need to go to the Vehicle Service Section of the Public Security Bureau to apply for a moped driving license."

As expected of a famous store, there are quite a few people lining up outside.

He Xiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't have a certificate now. It should be fine if he drove on the road. Otherwise, how could he ride back?

There were questions in his mind, but he didn't foolishly ask.

After Shazhu packed it up, the bicycle was full of things, leaving only the middle crossbar empty, but it was more than enough for one person to sit on.

"Thud, tug, tug..."

Thinking of his little Suzuki, he felt a little excited.

It was hot at noon, and the sweat on Shazhu's face was dripping down. Shazhu quickly wiped it away.

It would be better if there was another helmet to wear.

He put fragile items, such as Maotai and purple clay pots, in the basket in front of the car. If they couldn't fit, he hung them on the handlebars.

"Huchi..."

"Yes, sir, you need to apply for the driving license in person." The salesperson nodded.

"driver license?"

It was just a black and white license plate, which he couldn't get used to. He didn't know when it would be replaced by the Beijing A plate of later generations.

There's no comparison at all.

"31-21828."

Looking at the license plate number, He Xiao was very satisfied. This number was really auspicious.

Silly Zhu didn't lie this time.

"Hey, son, the motorcycle you bought is okay. I didn't expect it to actually run."

I didn't expect that this thing is not big but has great strength. It can run so fast with one person on its back.

With his feet on the ground, he looked back and saw no shadow of Shazhu at all, and he didn't know where Shazhu was riding.

"You go first, don't wait for me, I'm going fast on my motorcycle."

Riding a motorcycle and humming songs, he is the most handsome boy on the road.

"How about a competition?"

Behind him, Shazhu saw this and quickly pedaled his bicycle and followed.

"Yes, it's worth the price. I lost."