In the 80s, bicycles and motorcycles were extremely rare in the countryside, let alone cars.

Like Volga cars, only those in the city who have status and status can ride.

Because it is the day of the market in Huangshi Town, many villagers get up early and carry backpacks to go to Huangshi Town to catch the market, so although it is early in the morning, there are quite a lot of villagers passing by at the entrance of Xiushui Village.

Seeing Lu Feng walking towards the black car parked under the big weeping willow tree with the people of the old Yun family, the villagers who passed by all turned their faces sideways, and they all looked at Yun Aiguo's ancestors and grandchildren with envy.

"The ancestors and grandchildren of the old Yun family are really happy."

"But isn't it, I've lived for more than 40 years, and I haven't even sat on a motorcycle, the ancestors and grandchildren of the old Yun family actually got on the car directly, that's a thing that can only be sat by the official and the rich of 10,000 yuan, I heard that the seat of the car is as soft as cotton, and it is comfortable to sit on it."

"Who told us that we don't have the vision of the two members of the old Yun family, twenty years ago, we took all kinds of care to the old lady Chu who was sent to our Xiushui Village to cut the queue, and the kindness is blessed, this is what the old Yun family deserves, so we are envious."

Although several villagers passing by turned their faces with envy, they were not jealous of the old Yun family because of the exclusion of the old Yun family, and several villagers walked over with a smile.

"Little Third Master, Mianmian is young and follows you in the back seat, and Uncle Yun sits in the passenger seat, is it okay?"

Lu Feng opened the door of the back seat, then turned his head to ask the little third master's opinion.

This little ancestor is not easy to get along with, if you don't get the consent of this little ancestor, just arrange someone to sit with this little ancestor, this little ancestor will be fried.

"Ouch, isn't this the little young master and Lu Feng."

The little third master was about to pull Yun Mian into the car, when a voice came from behind him and interrupted him.

Seeing the ancestors and grandchildren of the old Yun family and the people of the Chu family standing in front of the car, obviously going to take the Chu family's car to the town, Zhang Ruhua's inverted triangular eyes flashed a trace of jealousy, and she took Wang Xiaojun's hand and rushed towards the big weeping willow tree at the entrance of the village.

Wang Lanhua's eyes fell on Yun Mian's small body, and saw that the little red dress Yun Mian was wearing was brand new, and the little white shoes on her feet were also brand new, and her hand holding the back basket strap tightened and tightened.

Yesterday I wore a new one, and today I wore a new one, and the old Yun family was really generous to this stinky girl of unknown origin.

"Hey, isn't this the little master and Lu Feng, are you going to the town to catch the market?"

Zhang Ruhua led Wang Xiaojun to the big weeping willow tree, greeted the third master and Lu Feng with a smile on her face, and her tone was flattering, but she turned a blind eye to the ancestors and grandchildren of the old Yun family.

"Hmm."

Lu Feng was a little displeased with the people of the old Wang family, but because his old lady was now recuperating in Xiushui Village, he would not look up and look down with the people of the old Wang family in the future, so he nodded politely and detachedly at Zhang Ruhua.

"What a coincidence, we're going to the town for a market today."

Looking at the black and glowing car, Zhang Ruhua couldn't move her legs.

She turned a blind eye to Lu Feng's polite and alienated attitude, and continued to talk cheekily.

"I see this little car is quite big, it can seat seven or eight people."

"No, there are only five positions."

What Zhang Ruhua was thinking, it was obvious, for fear that Lu Feng would agree, the little third master frowned, and opened his mouth in front of him, his tone was cold, and his eyes also glanced at Zhang Ruhua coldly.

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