No matter how many quarrels and grievances there are, Bei Bei will always be unable to resist Peng Cheng. The two of them searched for a long time in the second-hand bicycle market under the overpass, but they didn't find a hearty one. Bicycles have long been replaced by cars, but there are still so many second-hand cars in the market under the overpass, Bei Bei touched less than one hundred and fifty yuan in her hand, which she had just borrowed from Xiao Ai, which was not much, and it was also the only credibility she had left, the only thing she could exchange for.

There was a fat little white old man at the east end of the market, and the old man had a linen apron tied around his waist, and the yellow bars were one after another, and eighty percent of them could not be washed. Next to the old man Mazha was a thick black leather, which was quite a heavy piece, only one meter and five wide, and it was very long, and all kinds of tools were full of them. Next to this black skin, there is a bicycle parked, which is the one that Peng Cheng has taken a fancy to at the beginning.

The dark green Erliu bicycle, a new style, has a particularly light body, as long as one hand, Peng Cheng can easily pick it up. It seems that after riding for a long time, whether it is the front, handlebar or rim of this car, all the metal surfaces are still brand new, but the rubber surface can be seen that it is slightly old.

Peng Cheng rode a bicycle back and forth on the road for two laps, and suddenly ran fast, Bei Bei looked at it from afar, and no one could be found, and after a while, he turned back from behind, braked, stopped at the front of the black skin, and seemed to be very recognized, and said to the busy old man: "Uncle, how much?"

"One hundred and eighteen. The old man shouted brightly, like a storyteller, he didn't look at the car, and his small eyes smiled, as if he was very sure of the car. "Young man, the car I transferred out, you can rest assured, it is more durable than a new car. ”

When Peng Cheng heard the number of one hundred and eighteen, he didn't say whether it was okay or not, but just smiled a little mockingly, shook his head and left.

The huge second-hand car market is under the overpass in the center of the city, and the location alone could not be better, and the scene is no longer than before, and there is still a large block left. Peng Cheng looked at it to himself, he tried two more ones, but he didn't seem to be very satisfied, and turned to the tight west end of the big market for a long time. Standing here in rows of people, they could see the back of the old man repairing the car.

"Daughter-in-law, the car is very good, very transparent. Peng Cheng looked over there and talked to Bei Bei beside him.

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"What to do depends on how you want to say it. If you don't understand what you say, you can't understand what you say, and if you say the same thing, you can't say it differently. If you don't agree with that, it only means that you don't have the wisdom to understand, let alone speak plainly.

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"Then buy it. Bei Bei was a little tired, she was impatient, this tiredness was not entirely because she had walked too much, Peng Cheng walked straight in front, back and forth, she could only follow closely.

"One hundred and eighteen, it's too expensive, that old man can't talk about it now, but he can't sell it either. ”

"Why don't we go and negotiate with the old man. Bei Bei asked again, she could see that Peng Cheng liked the car, and with that car on the bottom! She rummaged through her pockets, inside out, and added all the change. "It's enough money to add up. ”

Peng Cheng looked at the money so cautiously, raised his eyebrows and looked at Bei Bei, and turned to go in the direction of the old man.

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"Uncle, how much do you sell this car?"

"One hundred and eighteen. "The second time I turned around, the uncle's one hundred and eight said more certainly.

"I said, uncle, you see that car over there is so new and only one hundred and two, why do you want to be so expensive?" Peng Cheng squatted down, as tall as the old man sitting on the small bench.

"My car is good, look at this brand, what are they doing? It's all miscellaneous brands. The old man was holding the black hand of the wrench, but he pointed to his car anxiously, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with Peng Cheng's comparison of this car with those miscellaneous cars, and he was a little angry. "I sell cars that I have debugged, young man, you don't know how to do it, I have been repairing cars for so many years, and I can't find a good car, and I won't sell it. ”

Seeing this posture, Peng Cheng stood up and pulled Beibei, who was still a little stunned beside him: "Let's go, then we won't buy it." Then he turned back and said to the uncle: "Uncle, you are carrying the price for others! What brand of second-hand goods are worth it, and who can take the bicycle seriously in these years? I see that you have been staying for a few days, so you can keep it! I will come back next week, and you can still sell this car here." ”

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In the evening, Peng Cheng called, and the cold outside the window was not so cold compared to the heating in the house. The young man spoke with a whirring wind, but the boss's voice said: "Daughter-in-law, you come out, your husband will take you to the park for a walk, then you bring a chair cushion." ”

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"How did you buy the car?"

Peng Cheng rode a bicycle to carry Bei Bei and walked in the direction of the park. He rode over like this, the dark green car, when Bei Bei walked out of the grove, Peng Cheng was pedaling towards himself, facing the north wind, his white little face was red, the placket of the small jacket was open, he didn't know that it was cold, and he smiled and showed his teeth.

"Daughter-in-law, you don't know, there is a delicious grilled cold noodle next to the park, I'll take you to taste it. ”

Bei Bei pinched the thirty yuan in his hand and sat on the back rack of the bicycle, feeling very happy. The car was not bought in the morning, the little north wind was swishing, she was cold enough, Peng Cheng resolutely did not buy it, he was too expensive, insisted on letting Bei Bei go home, or insisted on leaving the money for him, so that he must buy a car. Unexpectedly, not only did I buy the car at night, but there were still thirty left, and the car only cost one hundred and twenty yuan.

"How did you buy the car?" Bei Bei asked again, she obviously didn't hear Peng Cheng's prevarication.

"I'll just talk to him! The old man was so nice that he sold it to me. Peng Cheng pedaled hard and casually agreed.

"I'm leaving, you two nagging, what did you say?" Bei Bei asked him with some doubts, she had seen the old man's determination and stubbornness, why did he sell it again?

"I don't know! I just chatter! Then he said, saying that it is better to sell things to people who don't know how to drive, so they might as well sell them to me, so they bought it!"

Bei Bei laughed out loud, and the little joy of saving money completely blindfolded her: "What will you nag about?"

"I'll nag, I'll nag!" the young man laughed.