Chapter 21 Riding a motorcycle home

Style: Romance Author: White sand is pinchingWords: 2267Update Time: 24/02/20 10:31:32
"Thanks!"

Song Ye thanked Lu Jingshan.

"You're really lucky."

Lu Jingshan smiled and pointed to the motorcycle parked in the prize area and said, "You can already ride this Tianma motorcycle."

After speaking, he took out the motorcycle key from his pocket, handed it to Song Ye, and continued: "This is the car key."

Song Ye took the key, put down the small hammer in his hand, and said, "I won't draw the next number of rewards, leaving it to the lottery winners later."

Song Ye felt that it would be better not to attract too much attention.

He took away the first and second prizes, which will definitely make people jealous, and maybe he will be targeted by some people with ulterior motives.

The prizes that follow are not particularly expensive. If he is lucky enough to win them all, more people will definitely not buy them.

It is a wise decision to accept it as soon as possible.

He Wanru, who was standing aside, supported Song Ye's approach.

To bite off more than you can chew, just get the first and second prizes and leave the rest to others.

"Are you really not going to draw any of the remaining draws?" Lu Jingshan looked at Song Ye and asked.

"Yes."

Song Ye said: "I'm sure I won't smoke anymore."

"Oh well."

Lu Jingshan said: "Thank you."

"fine."

Song Ye waved his hand and led He Wanru towards the direction of the motorcycle.

The long-faced waitress in the mall just came out of the mall entrance. Seeing this scene, her eyes turned red with jealousy.

She didn't understand why Song Ye was so lucky when he was so rich. He even won the first and second prizes in the shopping mall.

How many people want this?

Song Ye asked Lu Jingshan for a rope to tie the TV set to the back of the motorcycle.

Then, he rode on the motorcycle and asked He Wanru to get up.

"Brother, can you ride a motorcycle? Do you want me to help you take it back?"

Among the onlookers, a man in his forties with a beard on his face looked at Song Ye and asked.

"No."

Song Ye said.

He is a reborn person. In the future, almost many people will have motorcycles or cars at home.

Song Ye also took the driving license test for motorcycles and cars.

Both of these means of transportation are known to be driven.

"Honey, do you really know how to ride a motorcycle?" He Wanru was a little worried.

She had never seen Song Ye riding a motorcycle. She was fine if he fell on them, but she was afraid of falling on their daughter.

"Honey, don't worry."

Song Ye grabbed the handlebar of the motorcycle and opened the pedal starter lever of the motorcycle with the sole of his foot.

This old-fashioned motorcycle requires pedaling to start.

Some of the onlookers stared at Song Ye intently.

Some people are envious that Song Ye has a new motorcycle.

Others were just ready to have fun and didn't believe Song Ye could ride a motorcycle.

Wanted to see how he would ride this motorcycle.

To everyone's surprise.

Song Ye seemed to be very skillful as he directly started the engine of the motorcycle, then slowly increased the accelerator, released the clutch, and left the entrance of the shopping mall.

"Why do I feel like this brother has a motorcycle in his home? Otherwise, how could he be so skilled?"

Someone analyzed it.

"Yes, I think this person must have a motorcycle at home."

Another onlooker said: "Maybe he is a rich second generation."



Many people standing at the entrance of the mall were still discussing as they watched Song Ye and He Wanru gradually leave.

Song Ye was not in the mood to pay attention to what others thought.

He increased the accelerator of the motorcycle and drove faster and faster.

"So happy."

He Wanru, who was sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, said: "I didn't expect that we would have a motorcycle of our own."

"Wanru, don't worry, I will give you a better transportation vehicle in the future."

Song Ye said: "When we have money, we will buy a car. It can protect us from wind and rain, which is better than a motorcycle."

He Wanru had already begun to dream about her future life, imagining herself sitting in a car.

Soon, she came to her senses again.

For her, life now is already very good.

More than half an hour later, Song Ye and He Wanru rode motorcycles back to the village where they lived.

They came back on motorcycles, which was really cool and eye-catching.

Many people in the village saw them.

"This is the youngest son of Song Weiguo. How did he get such a good car?"

"The people of the Song family are really prosperous. Some time ago, they caught a lot of large yellow croakers and made a lot of money. Now they even buy motorcycles."

"This kind of motorcycle is said to cost two to three thousand yuan. The second son of the Song family is really willing to buy it. If it were me, I would definitely not be willing to buy such an expensive thing."

"What do you know? This is a means of transportation. When you have a motorcycle, whether you go out or go home, it becomes more convenient. You can do things faster, which has many benefits."



Some villagers who saw Song Ye started talking about it.

Most people's hearts are filled with jealousy.

Because in their eyes, Song Ye was just an ignorant little bastard who was lazy and lazy. His wife was really unlucky for eight lifetimes by marrying him.

For a little bastard to have such a good thing, everyone would inevitably feel it was unfair.

Zhang Dahai, who was resting in the yard of his home, happened to see Song Ye riding a motorcycle.

His eyes were red with jealousy.

Seeing that Song Ye was living so well now, even owning a motorcycle, I felt it was unfair.

He still remembered Song Ye's offense against him before.

When his cousin comes back, he must let him teach Song Ye a lesson.

"Isn't it just a motorcycle?"

Zhang Dahai said a little jealously: "I can afford it too."

He plans to go to the city to buy a motorcycle tomorrow and ride it back like Song Ye. Then he will be noticed and envied by everyone.



Song Ye had no intention of being envious.

to him.

Time has only changed in the past twenty or thirty years, and four-wheeled cars have begun to run everywhere.

Although motorcycles are still very rare now, in a few years they will become a ubiquitous commodity.

This is due to the rapid economic development of their country.

As a result, many people can afford all kinds of things.

When time passed, about five minutes passed.

Song Ye rode a motorcycle and carried He Wanru back to his yard.

at this time.

Song Weiguo and Song Jun were both drying small fish in the yard.

They were all stunned when they saw Song Ye coming back on a motorcycle.