Chapter 47: The most handsome guy on the street

Shazhu's lofty talk attracted the reporter's attention; he came up to Shazhu and took out a camera from his satchel.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, what you just said is exactly the truest thought of countless common people's genuine feelings; may I take your photo?"

Shazhu garnered countless envy!

"Not only do we need to take a photo, but also to be published in the newspaper; I want all the people in the country to know that we will live a good life, that we will have our own bicycles."

"Then thank you, comrade; may I ask you for a favor?"

"Shall I give you an extra printed photo?"

"Yes yes yes, I'll pay."

"Give me your address later, I'll develop extra copies and mail the photos directly to you."

Shazhu, holding the bicycle, had his photo taken, then greeted the old man who seemed like a leader, and immediately, amidst countless envious gazes, pushed his bicycle out of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative's gate.

A cold wind blew.

Shazhu's excited mood instantly calmed.

Looking at his first bicycle bought for 1.7 million, a smile appeared on his face, and he began humming a little tune.

He swung his leg over the crossbar.

He pushed down on the pedal.

The bicycle shot forward.

Riding this bicycle on the street, a small breeze blew; after pedaling hard a few times, Shazhu's mood instantly underwent a qualitative elevation; especially when he shoved the panting old bus behind his bicycle, kicking up dust, his mood became even happier.

At this time, being able to ride a bicycle is like driving a sports car on the road in later generations—a feast for the eyes.

His mind truly went haywire.

He wanted to show off.

Shazhu, pedaling hard on the bicycle, suddenly let go of his grip on the handlebars, and rode with arms outstretched in a standard pose on the streets of the Capital City.

"Clunk!"

A hint of painful strangeness flashed across Shazhu's face.

When the bicycle jumped over a small pit, the seat bumped Shazhu's vital spot; in pain, he immediately grabbed the handlebars and sucked in a cold breath.

Joy turned to sorrow.

He needed to make up for it properly.

Having bought a bicycle, and a new one at that, for Shazhu and for the He Family alike, it's a tremendous blessing that must be celebrated.

Besides, that earlier bump really made Shazhu somewhat unable to bear it.

Passing a meat shop, since there were no pig treasures nor other treasures, Shazhu, among the short, chose the tall one and could only buy half a catty of braised pig head meat.

Among the 108 snack shops in the Capital City, the braised meat willow.

Known for its braised meat.

Shazhu, carrying the pig head meat, rode the bicycle back to Dayuan.

Exactly as Shazhu had imagined.

The brand-new bicycle instantly became the focus of heated discussion; the children playing outside, waiting for lunch, saw Shazhu pushing his bicycle into the courtyard and immediately gathered around, their mouths constantly exclaiming in amazement, while their hands continually touched the bicycle's frame, their eyes full of envy and longing.

This is the first bicycle in Dayuan.

No no no.

It is the first bicycle on Red Star Jiēdào.

It is the first bicycle after the founding.

"Bicycle, this is a bicycle."

The children's shouts kept spreading out, with Shazhu pushing the bicycle as the origin, rapidly scattering in all directions.

Hearing the shouts, adults also came out to watch the fun; those who could come out basically all did, and those who couldn't immediately pressed against the glass to look at Shazhu's new bicycle.

Shazhu thought people would be surprised to see the bicycle, but he didn't expect the whole courtyard to react this way.

Everyone was in an uproar.

He paid no attention to the children, letting them continually touch the bicycle.

Of course.

To avoid accidents, Shazhu would still verbally stop when he saw some children reaching toward the chain.

The bicycle body and wheel axle could be touched, but the pedal and chain must not be touched.

"Shazhu, you bought a bicycle?"

Yan Fugui's eyes showed surprise.

He also wanted to buy one.

He just didn't have enough money.

"The workplace is far away; Yushui comes back at noon to eat; gritting his teeth, he bought a bicycle."

"How much?"

"1.7 million, plus 20,000 for the license plate at the police station, totaling 1.72 million."

"It's thanks to you, Shazhu; I estimate that in our Dayuan, you, Shazhu, are the first to achieve the three turns and one sound."

"Thank you for your kind words!"

"Hurry back home to cook for Yushui; the little girl has already returned."

"Okay."

Shazhu pushed the bicycle into Zhong Yuan, parked it at the entrance, locked it unwillingly—not worrying about theft, but worrying that children might play with the chain, possibly injuring a child's hand, which would be unpleasant.

After entering the house.

Chop the pig head meat into minced.

Call Yushui over to eat.

Steamed corn buns with pig's head meat.

It's also delicious.

When the two were eating happily, Yi Zhonghai pushed the door and walked in.

"Eldest Uncle, have you eaten? If not, come eat with us." Shazhu directed He Yushui, "Yushui, get a pair of chopsticks for Eldest Uncle."

"Zhuzi, Eldest Uncle has already eaten; I'm returning the half kilogram of pork I borrowed from you last night."

The word 'borrow' was deliberately pronounced with a heavy accent by Yi Zhonghai.

What exactly he was thinking.

Shazhu knew.

Nothing more than wanting to be a little slut while also setting up a chastity archway.

"As long as you borrow and return, borrowing again isn't hard; tonight I'll make Yushui a dish of lard-mixed rice."

Shazhu took the pork from Yi Zhonghai and threw it into a nearby basin.

"Zhuzi, you bought a bicycle?"

"Yes." Shazhu replied to Yi Zhonghai while also calculating the meaning of Yi Zhonghai's sudden visit; he saw that Yi Zhonghai had something to say to him, "Eldest Uncle, do you have something?"

"Nothing much; just now the old lady next door was eating and said she smelled this braised meat from the Liu family's braised meat, I was a bit doubtful, so I came over to check."

Shazhu really didn't know how to describe the deaf old lady.

His greed for food has reached this point.

This nose is comparable to a dog's nose.

At his house, with doors and windows shut tight, how could the deaf old lady still smell the meat?

Special ability!

Specifically to watch who's eating meat?

It might also be trained!

"I bought a bicycle, added a big item to the house, thought it was a good thing, and bought some braised meat."

"Zhuzi, you've lived in this courtyard for so long, never seeing each other when you lower or raise your heads; the old lady is elderly, a lonely widow with not many days left; Eldest Uncle's meaning is that from now on, if we have some rare delicacy, we should think more of the old lady."

Essentially it's still blood-sucking.

It's just that the words are put more tactfully, and it takes the moral high ground.

Not many days left to live.

If Shazhu hasn't remembered wrong.

The deaf old lady lived all the way into the 80s in her previous life.

Now it's the end of 1951, and she still has thirty years to live.

"Why not just take this over?"

Yi Zhonghai looked and saw only a little bit of the braised meat left.

He felt embarrassed to take it.

He let out a ha-ha.

He left Shazhu's house.