Drove to Mingzhu, it was just before half past seven in the morning. Bian Ruicai parked the car and entered the shop, when he heard the mobile phone in his pocket ringing.

When he picked it up, he saw that it was Wang Jie, so Bian Rui answered the phone with doubts.

"Hey, hello, this is Bian Rui" Bian Rui pushed open the door and walked into the shop.

Wang Jie's voice came out of the phone: "Bian Rui, have you arrived in Mingzhu, if you arrive, come and help me send Nan Nan to school."

"How do you know I'm in Mingzhu?" Bian Rui was a little confused.

Wang Jie said with a smile: "I've been living with you for almost ten years, I don't know what temper your mother and grandmother have, even if you don't arrive now, it's estimated that it's going to be soon."

"Oh, I forgot about this" Bian Rui said lightly and said: "I'll come over immediately, you remember to pack Jingjing's clothes, and I'll pick her up from school at noon and go back directly."

After speaking, Bian Rui hung up the phone without waiting for Wang Jie to speak.

Pushing the motorcycle out of the space, changing into a riding suit and putting on a helmet, Bian Rui started the motorcycle and rumbled towards Wang Jie's house.

I went to the doorman to register, this time it was simple, because after Bian Rui came to pick up the child a few times, the doorman knew this pretending man on a super motorcycle, and chatted with Bian Rui, and the doorman let Bian Rui into the community.

When he arrived at the door of Wang Jie's house, Bian Rui stopped the motorcycle, took off his helmet, hung it directly on the handlebar, and threw his gloves into the helmet at the same time.

Just when Bian Rui was busy working, an old woman standing in front of the window opened her mouth and asked, "This is Bian Jing's father?"

Wang Jie smiled and nodded: "Hmm!"

At this time, the little girl had already heard the voice upstairs, and saw Bian Rui coming from the window, and ran happily from upstairs all the way downstairs, shouting as she ran: "Daddy is coming, Daddy is coming!"

"Slow down, don't fall!" Wang Jie said to his daughter.

The old lady looked at the running little girl here, and muttered expressionlessly, her voice was too weak, and Wang Jie, who was standing next to her, did not react.

The little girl pushed open the door and ran towards her father Bian Rui.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for two weeks, and suddenly Bian Rui picked up the little girl, spun around a few times in the air, and then directly put the girl on his neck and rode it.

Waiting for Wang Jie to go out, Bian Rui didn't put his daughter down.

Bian Rui looked at his ex-wife, who was now pregnant, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to smile faintly at her: "Where is the luggage, I'll get it!"

Wang Jie was about to say something when he saw a figure standing beside him out of the corner of his eye.

"Who is this?" asked the old lady knowingly.

As soon as the old lady pushed the door out, Bian Rui had already noticed this, and just by looking at the first glance, Bian Rui knew that this old lady was not a good face. Thin two-cornered face, no flesh on both cheeks, high and pointed cheekbones, small forehead, a pair of triangular eyes and very sharp eyes, nine times out of ten, he is the kind of person who likes to be tempted every day.

"Jingjing's father, Bian Rui!" Wang Jie said again.

Bian Rui grinned at the old lady, it was regarded as a greeting, Bian Rui didn't have the temperament to rush to give others a good look now, and he was not interested in pleasing his ex-wife's mother-in-law.

"Oh, how can I come here on a motorcycle, earn more money and change to a four-wheeled sedan car, and it's convenient to pick up and drop off children! Who doesn't have a car now......" The old lady said in a strange voice.

Poof!

As soon as Wang Jie looked up, he saw a twenty-year-old young man coming out of the courtyard next to him, and when he heard his old lady's remarks, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

"Mom, don't say it!" Wang Jie felt ashamed.

The old lady is rural, and she has been active within four or five miles of the village all her life, and in her eyes, two wheels are not as valuable as four rounds.

"What's the matter, don't let anyone say it yet!"

The old lady glanced at Bian Rui with disdain, and looked at Bian Rui with the same gaze as she looked at a dog in the village.

In her opinion, this person's daughter-in-law is with her son, so this person must not be able to raise her head in front of her own son, why should such a person let her give face? If she doesn't step on both feet, she will be sorry for herself.

And the old lady doesn't like the current daughter-in-law, she has a shelf all day long, and she hates her daughter-in-law's daughter even more.

The guy next door is less than twenty, and the family also has money, where will he think about what to say and what not to say, now I see someone who doesn't know the goods, so naturally I have to 'popularize' the knowledge points for others.

"Don't look at other people's two-wheeled wheels, it's not much cheaper than your big Mercedes-Benz, and the car even has a license plate of more than one million! It's not as good as a four-wheeler? Ninety-nine percent of the four-wheelers running all over the street are not as expensive as these two wheels!"

"Hey, buddy, what a car!" the young man said, raising his chin at the side.

Bian Rui also smiled at him.

"I have a Kawasaki H2R, do you have time for a lap?" the young man added.

The guy's car is more expensive, and it will cost 700,000 yuan to land through regular channels, and connecting the license plate is the money of a big G.

Bian Rui smiled: "I can't run away from you, we are a classic car!"

The guy was annoyed: "You guys who play American cruisers look down on us who play road races!"

"......" Bian Rui was a little speechless.

After the young man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Bian Rui to answer, and left with a little annoyance.

Here I have to mention the chain of contempt for playing motorcycles, playing Harley is the top, it has always been a cold fan, on the side of Lao Mei, there are generally two types of Harley, gangs on the black road, like the Mongolian gang, hell angels and so on.

The second category and the first category, on the contrary, belong to the backbone of society. Doctors, small business owners, and well-known actors who see riding heavy bikes and running the highway with friends as a way to relax.

Many of the two groups look down on the furry kids who ride the road races. The first group looks down on their combat effectiveness, and the second group looks down on the social status of people who ride other types of motorcycles, believing that they are either rich second-generation fund babies or social idlers who don't understand what life is.

Although this chain of contempt is not obvious in China, it still exists. The main reason is that most of the people who play Harley are cars that they buy with their own money, and they have a certain economic strength, and they are relatively more disciplined.

It's hard to say about riding other bikes, especially those who change their exhaust and come out at night to blow up street fishing girls, which makes the Harley Party look down on them.

However, those who play Harley can despise other motorcyclists, but no one despises riding Indians, because whether it is brand power or history, Indians are not inferior to Harley, but their reputation in China is not as good as Harley.

And the young man was angry at this point, feeling that Bian Rui, a person who played cruising American heavy machinery, looked down on himself as a road rider. In fact, Bian Rui didn't have such thoughts at all, he just liked Indians, he didn't care about other things and didn't want to care, and he was not interested in running the street.

"Jingjing's luggage, I'll pick it up!"

Bian Rui watched the guy leave, put his daughter on the motorcycle, and said to Wang Jie.

By this time, the old lady had already gone back into the house, and a motorcycle of a million yuan frightened her. is like this kind of person, who is not as good as herself when she sees it, and she can't do that tooth and claw, but as long as she thinks you have some strength, she will usually know each other very well. It's like these people dare to block the road to collect fees, but as long as they see the village chief and the township head, their heads shrink like their grandsons.

"Don't you mind"

Bian Rui smiled: "What do I mind, just an old lady."

Bian Rui really didn't take this old lady seriously, and it was not worth it to be angry with this kind of person. His social status is not good, and he wants to get satisfaction by stepping on others, Bian Rui is too lazy to deal with this kind of person.

Wang Jie took Bian Rui to pick up the luggage, and the two did not speak along the way.

When they arrived in the courtyard, Wang Jie asked, "Is your small restaurant still in business?"

"It's just a fun, I don't mind if I have a business or not, I don't make a living from this! Don't think about helping me, it's not good for me or your current home!"

After Bian Rui finished speaking, he walked towards the door with the box.

"I just want to help you!" Wang Jie understood that Bian Rui was talking about the last time she asked someone to book a table in the restaurant.

"Don't!"

Bian Rui turned his head: "Our current intersection is a girl, if you don't cross this line, we will live a little easier."

Tie his daughter's suitcase to the luggage rack behind the car, Bian Rui first put on a helmet for his daughter, then put it on himself, and stepped on the motorcycle.

"We're leaving!"

"Goodbye, Mom!" the little girl waved at Wang Jie, and then her two little hands grabbed her father's waist tightly.

Wang Jie looked at his father's motorcycle and disappeared from sight, and suddenly a thought popped into his mind: It used to be like this in the morning, Bian Rui sent his daughter to school, and he stood at the door to watch the father and daughter talk and laugh and drift apart!

Wang Jie stood at the door, she didn't expect a pair of old eyes staring at her through the glass, her eyes full of disdain.

Bian Rui carried his daughter all the way to harvest the eyes of pedestrians and came to the entrance of the little girl's kindergarten.

At this time, it was the rush hour of school, and the entrance of the kindergarten was the car show, and the cars on both sides of the road were parked for one or two hundred meters, which could be regarded as exhausting the police comrades who came to maintain law and order.

"Bian Jing!"

A little boy jumped out of the car and saw Bian Jing sitting behind the motorcycle with a smug face.

"Wei Chi, good morning!"

"Good morning!"

Both children were very polite.

"Hello!"

"Hello, I'm Bian Jing's father" Bian Rui saw the little boy's father greeting him, so he hurriedly got out of the car, took off his helmet and gloves, and was polite to others.

"I'm Wei Chi's father, Wei Shixun," the man said.

Bian Rui said: "My name is Bian Rui, and I am Bian Jing's father."

Wei Shixun knew as soon as he heard it, the one in front of him was Bian Jing's biological father, but it's right to think about it, the last time I saw the one surnamed Zhao, it is estimated that he will not be able to give birth to such a beautiful daughter, don't look at Xiao Bian Jing is less than five years old, but he is not short, half a head taller than most boys. Where does this gene come from, just look at Bian Rui.

While the two families were chatting, the teacher walked out of the school gate and took the two children in.

Bian Rui said goodbye to Wei Shixun and rode back to the shop on a motorcycle.

When Wei Shixun returned to the car, he heard his daughter-in-law gossip and asked, "Who is that handsome old man?"

"Bian Jing's father!"

"Ah, that's not a surname...... No wonder, I said why the father's surname is Zhao and the daughter's surname is Bian."

Wei Shixun was speechless for a while.

"That's strange, I see that this handsome old guy is quite rich, why did Bian Jing's mother change her husband, and I don't know what to think......."

Wei Shixun was a little unhappy: "He's just a little taller, and his face isn't as good-looking as mine, what an old handsome guy, an old handsome guy!"

When the woman heard the music, she slapped her husband twice: "Look at the vinegar smell of your body, it's all wafting out of the window!"

"Am I handsome or is he handsome?"

"Of course you're handsome!"

"That's pretty much it!"

The two of them talked and laughed and drove slowly out of the school gate.