Jia Liang couldn't help but stop: "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

The man said angrily, "Whose new motorcycle was placed on the side of the road, I fell while riding." ”

Jia Liang: "That's because you don't have eyes." ”

The man's eyes widened angrily and he was about to come up and reason: "You are not a place to stop, people come and go here." ”

Jia Liang also stood up with angry eyes: "What's the matter, I want to fight." ”

Zhu Xiaohua pulled Jia Liang back and said, "There was a little mud on the car, a trivial matter, sit down to eat." ”

Jia Liang sat down, still muttering, "Do you know how much this car costs, parking won't be far away?" ”

The group of three also sat down at the breakfast stall.

The owner of the breakfast stall greeted the people with a smile, and asked Zhu Xiaohua while serving fried dough sticks: "What do you do at home, you are so rich." ”

The three men looked at the motorcycles again, and the shiny motorcycles were like swans and toads next to their rusty bicycles.

These people couldn't help but squint at Zhu Xiaohua, and thought, seeing that this kid is not very old, why is he making so much money, most of them are unknown, let us cheat him.

The man who had just fallen into the gutter stood up and said, "I heard that there is a checker on the national highway ahead, and he is investigating motorcycles of unknown origin. You can't have stolen this car, right? ”

Zhu Xiaohua had the lesson of buying a motorcycle last time, and he didn't bother to explain, saying: "Of course this car is not stolen. My buddy is idle, and he doesn't do anything at home, and the money is greedy from my father's official position. ”

When Jia Liang heard this, he smiled and almost squirted out a mouthful of tofu brain.

Hearing that the money was obtained by the officials, these people were satisfied, as if they had expected things like a god.

The man who fell into the gutter continued: "No wonder you are an official. What kind of official? ”

Zhu Xiaohua: "I'm not afraid to scare you to death if I say it, I can control your village chief and county magistrate." ”

As soon as these people heard that they could control their village chief, their eyes immediately became complicated.

Jia Liang echoed from the side: "If you offend our Brother Zhu, the old man of our family will call your village chief and county magistrate every minute." Let a few of you get on your knees and beg for mercy. ”

These people didn't know if what Jia Liang said was true or false.

turned to look at Zhu Xiaohua, only to see Zhu Xiaohua calmly eating fritters, unable to see his thoughts.

The three of them looked at the brand-new motorcycle, and became a little scared, the person who can afford to ride this kind of motorcycle, even if it is not a very big official, is probably an official they cannot afford to offend.

The man who fell into the ditch just now immediately laughed and said, "Brother, I was reckless just now, don't be surprised." ”

He walked over to the motorcycle, pulled up his sleeves, and went to wipe the mud off the motorcycle.

After wiping the side and then wiping the mirror, after wiping the mirror and then wiping the cylinder, back and forth, until the motorcycle became new and shiny, he clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "It's okay now." ”

He turned around and walked back to the breakfast stand.

Zhu Xiaohua suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

This man was stunned for a moment, thinking, does he want to find fault with me?

The smile on his face was instantly more ugly than crying: "Brother, I've already wiped the mud off for you, what else do you want?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua said: "There is still mud on the front and rear tires and shells, which have not been wiped clean. ”

Seeing that Zhu Xiaohua just wanted him to wipe it clean, this person instantly breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down again, and willingly wiped the mud on the tires and shells.

It wasn't until the tires and shell were polished as good as new that he returned to his seat.

Zhu Xiaohua finished breakfast, stood up, shook the key in his hand, and got on the motorcycle. Jia Liang also followed, sat in the back, and held the shoulder bag behind him with his hand.

The two looked at the motorcycle. The wiped motorcycle is even cleaner than when I bought it.

Zhu Xiaohua lit the fire, slammed the accelerator, and said to the person who wiped the car just now: "We ran all the way, and the motorcycle was dirty, thank you for helping me wash the car for free just now." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, thinking, what does it mean to wash the car for free?

The few people in front of the breakfast stall were stunned, their eyes were facing each other, and they thought, could it be that they were tricked just now?

The man was about to stand up and ask for clarification.

The owner of the breakfast stall suddenly asked Zhu Xiaohua again: "I saw that when you two were eating, you kept staring at the big satchel behind the motorcycle." What's in the bag? ”

Zhu Xiaohua started the vehicle, drove forward slowly, rode three or four meters away, turned around and said, "Great unity banknotes, a bag full of great unity banknotes." My dad was greedy. ”

Then he increased the throttle and carried Jia Liang, and the two of them left in a chic manner. Only a thick puff of black smoke was left in front of the breakfast stand.

The people in front of the breakfast stall couldn't stop fanning the gasoline exhaust with their hands.

Everyone looked at the big satchel on the back of the motorcycle, and was shocked again, but they didn't expect that the inconspicuous satchel behind the motorcycle just now was actually full of banknotes.

The man who fell into the gutter was also stunned, looked around at everyone and asked, "A sack full of money, where is his father sacred?" ”

At around ten o'clock in the afternoon, Zhu Xiaohua and Jia Liang arrived in Los Angeles.

The two men rode their motorcycles down the national highway and into the back street outside the compound of the family of the tractor factory. Zhu Xiaohua looked at the oil in the oil cylinder, and it had basically bottomed out.

Jia Liang said: "Brother Zhu, now that we are back, can you borrow me your motorcycle to ride?" ”

Zhu Xiaohua took out a dollar and gave it to Jia Liang: "Of course you can, but you need to refuel first." ”

Gas stations were still a rarity in those days, with the nearest petrol station two blocks away.

After Zhu Xiaohua arranged for Jia Liang to go to refuel, he walked towards the family compound of the tractor factory.

It was breakfast time, and people in Los Angeles were used to having two meals a day, one at 10 a.m. and one at 2 p.m.

Zhu Xiaohua entered the courtyard, and several families downstairs in the courtyard were having breakfast.

Breakfast was set on a stone table in the courtyard, and the family gathered together, each holding a bowl of corn gruel. On the stone table was a plate of pickles, a plate of chili sauce, and a large bowl of steamed buns.

Aunt Zhang, a neighbor, was the first to find Zhu Xiaohua, she held the bowl and exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't this Xiaohua?" ”

A few people also came over with their heads sideways, looked at Zhu Xiaohua, and then exclaimed: "This is really Zhu Xiaohua, he didn't run away?" ”

However, when everyone saw Zhu Xiaohua dusty and empty-handed, their enthusiasm suddenly diminished by half.

Someone whispered: "What if you don't run, it's not that you can't pay back!" ”

Aunt Zhang had contempt in her eyes: "Xiaohua, my twenty-six yuan, I'm afraid I don't have any hope in this life." We've been waiting for you to pay back for almost two months. ”

Aunt Zhang hurriedly picked up her house and went to find the IOU.

Aunt Zhang said: "When you wrote the IOU at that time, it was clearly written that you would pay off the arrears within one month. We all believe that you are young and strong enough to earn this money back. I didn't expect that after the past two months, you still came back empty-handed. ”