Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 500 Bicycles

"Guifang, Guifang, is Xiaoyu back?" Zhao Wenzhuo asked Zhang Guifang loudly.

"No, not yet, did something happen?" Seeing Zhao Wenzhuo whose face became more anxious because of her words, Zhang Guifang seemed to realize something, and grabbed his arm fiercely.

"The janitor at the waste collection station just ran to the police station to report to me, saying that he received a bicycle today, which looked like the one that Xiaoyu searched for parts from him to assemble. I came back and asked Xiaoyu Did Yu go home?" At this time, Zhao Wenzhuo still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that all this was a false alarm, and that Xiaoyu was staying at home safe and sound, preparing something for his birthday.

As soon as Zhao Wenzhuo finished speaking, Zhang Guifang, who was holding his arm, let go of it, and quickly ran towards the waste collection station.

I prayed silently in my heart, it must not be Xiaoyu's bicycle.

Seeing Zhang Guifang running towards the waste collection station, Zhao Wenzhuo immediately got on his bicycle and shouted to the running Zhang Guifang, "Guifang, get in the car!"

"Okay..." Zhang Guifang jumped on the bicycle without waiting for Zhao Wenzhuo to stop.

On the way to the waste collection station, Zhang Guifang's heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat could not stop flowing down her cheeks. In just a few minutes, her clothes were soaked in cold sweat up.

Nervousness and fear occupied Zhang Guifang's mind. At this time, her mind was blank, and there was only one thought in her heart, which was to pray that Xiaoyu would not have an accident.

When there was still a short distance from the gate of the waste collection station, Zhang Guifang couldn't even wait for Zhao Wenzhuo to ride over, so she jumped off the bicycle and ran towards the waste collection station.

But all hopes and prayers were dashed the moment he looked at the bicycle that was deliberately left by the gatekeeper.

Zhao Wenzhuo, who was following her, could hardly maintain his composure.

They knew better than anyone that this bicycle belonged to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Guifang caressed the pattern on the bicycle, which was painted on by the nephew when he was being funny. For this reason, he was disgusted by the eldest son.

The bicycle was fine when I went out in the morning, but the handlebar and seat had been deformed by the drop.

I don't know what happened to Xiaoyu riding this bicycle.

Looking at the expressions of these two people, the old man who opened the door at the waste collection station knew that he had not admitted his mistake. This was the bicycle assembled by the young man who often came.

He didn't wait for the two of them to ask, so he began to talk about what happened today: "Just now when my old lady came to bring me dinner, a young man in his 20s suddenly came and asked if we would accept bicycles.

Of course we collect bicycles. I have collected scraps for so many years, and I have collected a lot of bicycles.But today this bike is very new. Although there are bumps, the handlebar and seat can still be ridden after a little repair.

But the young man said that his family member was sick and was in a hurry to ask for money. Seeing what he said was pitiful, I took the bicycle away first, and thought about leaving it for him to see if he would regret it after a while. re-sell him. "

The uncle at the waste collection station said, looking at his wife standing next to him, and asked her if she remembered correctly?
My wife nodded to show that he remembered correctly: "At that time, the young man was so pitiful that he almost burst into tears. I thought he must have encountered an emergency and comforted her for a long time. I never thought of it... ..."

The janitor at the waste collection station continued his wife’s words and said: “After that young man leaves, I’m going to push this bicycle into the house to save it from being damaged in the wind and rain.

When I was pushing it, I realized something was wrong. After looking carefully for a long time, I realized that the frame came out of me, didn't it?
It just so happens that I know the young man who comes here often, and I heard his name and address from the children nearby, so why don't I hurry to find him? "

The gatekeeper also felt a little lucky when he said that, fortunately, he ran to the police station to report the news as soon as he noticed something was wrong, otherwise, if something happened to the young man because of the delay, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life up.

After hearing his words, Zhang Guifang and Zhao Wenzhuo hurriedly thanked them, and then carefully inquired about the appearance of the person who came to sell the bicycle.

In the end, regardless of his refusal, the two of them gave him all the money they had with them.

When the two arrived at the police station with the bicycle, none of the policemen at the police station who had heard the report from the janitor of the waste collection station had left the police station, and they were all waiting for the news from Zhao Wenzhuo.

After getting first-hand information from Zhao Wenzhuo, everyone acted quickly, and quickly found the young man who went to sell bicycles based on the information provided by the gatekeeper and nearby residents.

When the young man was found, he was drinking and playing cards with someone. When he suddenly saw the policeman breaking in, he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

The friends who were drinking with him were stunned for a moment when they saw the police rushing in, and then put their heads in their trembling hands, squatted down skillfully in the corner, and shouted: "Officer, we didn't make a mistake, we were just together Just have a drink."

"Stop talking nonsense and stay honest."

Director Wu was restless because of Zhang Yu's disappearance. He thought he was waiting in the police station, so he participated in the arrest.

When he saw one of the people squatting in the corner with his head in his arms, he said in a slightly surprised tone: "Hou San'er, why are you here?"

Hou San'er who was recognized shivered, then licked his face and slowly moved to the side of Director Wu, showing a flattering smile: "Director Wu, I really didn't do anything wrong at the moment. It’s just that my hands are itchy, so I just come here to play cards with others.”

"Playing cards? I think you are gambling. You don't know that gambling is not allowed now. You have forgotten why you were arrested last time?" Director Wu looked at the smiling monkey in front of him with a headache. This man is really stubborn.

"No, we didn't gamble." Hou San'er twisted his body, trying to cover the things on the table.

"No bet, what's that if you didn't bet?" Director Wu pointed to the money on the table.

"Director Wu, I've been wronged! You know that I've always been a timid person. Ever since I received your education and realized that gambling is harmful to others and myself, I never gambled again.

It's just itchy hands when I came here today, come and take a look, but I promise, I never participated in gambling, I swear. "Hou San'er said and stretched out a hand, as if swearing to the sky.

(End of this chapter)