pertwk Chapter 38 Borrowing a Motorcycle from My Brother
Chapter 38 Borrowing a Motorcycle from My Brother
Jiang Wan's eyes held a hint of certainty.
She had just been hungry, but now she was full of energy.
Every time she saw Xu Liang's handsome face, she felt shy, and her cheeks would flush red in that instant.
Even her voice sounded lighter.
She subconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, her previously expectant expression now revealed.
Jiang Wan's almond-shaped eyes and crescent-shaped smile quickly radiated from her.
He was no longer the listless, slumped figure he had been just moments before.
She was radiating joy.
Seeing her happy expression, Xu Liang finally felt relieved.
Just now, he was worried that the compensation he came up with on the spur of the moment might not suit her taste, or even be rejected.
Looking back now, I realize I was overthinking things; my unorthodox approach just happened to lead me to her beloved painting.
He raised his hand and gently patted the table, revealing a faint smile.
"Consider this art exhibition as compensation for what happened before; it won't be the last one after this!"
"I know, I know!"
Jiang Wan nodded calmly, her rosy lips parting slightly.
Then she urged, "Shall we leave now?"
Xu Liang hummed in agreement.
He spoke again very quickly.
"No rush, let me go borrow a motorcycle from my brother. After we pick him up, we'll ride it to the art exhibition in town!"
Xu Liang raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist that Jiang Wan's mother had given him.
Jiang Wan also noticed this.
"This isn't the watch my mom gave you, but it looks really good on you!"
Xu Liang smiled sheepishly.
"No, it just suits me well. Please tell Aunt Liang thank you again for me."
Jiang Wan nodded.
At this moment, the two looked at the watch on Xu Liang's left hand.
The clock had just struck eight, and the spring sunshine was perfect. It felt warm and comforting on my skin.
And now is the perfect time to start afresh.
Xu Liang inadvertently thought that one of his brothers had a motorcycle, so he could go to Chengdu without taking the bus and enjoy a thrilling ride.
Xu Liang didn't have the two admission tickets with him; he had to go home first.
It's a real hassle, but to make up for the compensation, he needs to find his brother to borrow a motorcycle as soon as possible.
He didn't consider Jiang Wan's feelings.
Just as Xu Liang was about to speak, Jiang Wan uttered a sentence.
"Motorcycle, can you handle it?"
Xu Liang said, "Absolutely. I'll take you with me on my motorcycle."
"However, safety comes first. We'll prepare two helmets, one for you and one for me, that'll be just right."
Jiang Wan stood there, stunned. She didn't know what to do. Should she go with Xu Liang to borrow a motorcycle, or wait for him there?
She seemed to know nothing about these things, but even if he didn't know, he could ask Xu Liang.
Then she asked Xu Liang, "Should I come with you, or wait here?"
"You don't need to come with me. I need to go borrow a motorcycle from my brother first. Wait here for me for a while, just don't wander off."
"good!"
Jiang Wan obediently agreed and sat back down at the steamed bun shop. She sat on the stool with her hands on her skirt.
She stood there obediently, but her eyes kept following Xu Liang's figure, as if afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
Xu Liang shook his head helplessly, turned around and quickly walked out of the steamed bun shop.
In the 1990s, the town streets were not as prosperous as they would become later. The cinder road meandered forward, and the old sycamore trees along the roadside sprouted tender green buds.
Occasionally, pedestrians riding bicycles would pass by on the main road.
The bicycle bells jingled, mingling with the shouts of street vendors, creating a strong commercial atmosphere.
His brother's name is Yu Jun. His home is not far from the right side of Xiguan. He usually runs a hardware business.
A black Jialing motorcycle is always parked at home, but it's a city-made motorcycle and the most fashionable item in town.
Xu Liang ran over and greeted his brother Yu Jun.
Yu Jun also noticed Xu Liang.
"Hey buddy, what are you doing here?"
Xu Liang looked at the keys, the processed iron products, and the parts on his table.
They seem very diligent, starting to tinker with this and that so early.
"It's nothing much, I just wanted to borrow your motorcycle, what do you think?"
Yu Jun paused for a moment. He thought about it. Xu Liang had treated him quite well before and treated him like a brother in the factory. Now he was following Xu Liang and had completely broken free from the constraints of the factory.
He came to inherit his family's business, which was this hardware store.
Don't underestimate this small hardware store; it monopolizes the demand for iron farm tools among most people in the town. Who knows, if Xu Liang's pot breaks down or needs to be replaced in the future, he'll probably have to go to him again.
"It's alright, but you need to return the car to me before tonight."
Yu Jun agreed to Xu Liang's request.
He turned and went into the house, and with a click, a bunch of keys were taken out from behind a drawer.
Xu Liang looked at the bunch of keys and knew without a doubt that they were the keys to the motorcycle.
Moreover, the motorcycle was parked right next to his hardware store.
He wasn't afraid of being robbed, because in those days, without car keys, you couldn't drive a motorcycle.
The practice of using molds to replicate car keys stems from the fact that the technology for making identical keys is not yet advanced, and it could also be considered a moral issue.
Although this car is expensive, everyone knows it belongs to Yu Jun.
Even the slightest bump or scratch will cost you a lot of money to pay.
Xu Liang took the key, held it in his hand and weighed it, finding that it was quite light.
Immediately afterwards, he got on the motorcycle.
First, the key was inserted, the engine was started, and a loud roar was heard.
Once you've hit the target, you can accelerate!
Finally, Xu Liang said goodbye to Yu Jun.
After that, he didn't drive to the steamed bun shop, but went home instead.
The road from home to here is bumpy and uneven, so the motorcycle ride is always a bit bumpy.
But we'll try to overcome it for now!
After all, those two admission tickets are still in the closet in my room at home.
If you really want to go to an art museum to see an exhibition, you definitely can't get in without an admission ticket.
Therefore, Xu Liangcai needs to go home.
As soon as she arrived at her doorstep, Zhao Hongzhi heard the roar of a motorcycle.
He rushed over to take a look.
It was not someone else, but the person I knew best—Xu Liang.
"Liangwa, didn't you go out to play? Why are you back so early before noon?"
"Is it because you can't continue playing?"
Upon hearing Zhao Hongzhi's words, Xu Liang quickly offered an explanation.
No, no.
"I forgot something."
Zhao Hongzhi, standing to the side, then said to Xu Liang, "What is it? You've completely forgotten?"
"It's nothing, just two tickets."
She asked again, "What kind of ticket?"
"Give me an explanation first!"
Xu Liang thought for a moment, and it was clear that he didn't want to tell Zhao Hongzhi the truth right now, so he just made up an excuse to deal with it.
"It's a ticket to go eat delicious food!"
"Kid, are you kidding me? Shouldn't you pay with RMB for delicious food?"
"But I have a voucher for a sample, so I'll waive it."
After hearing Xu Liang's words, Zhao Hongzhi responded with two "oh" sounds, indicating that she understood.
She didn't stop them in the first place; she just asked what was going on.
Xu Liang hurriedly went into his room and took out the two art museum admission tickets from the drawer.
After getting the admission ticket, he put it in his pocket and ran out the door.
As always, he got on that motorcycle.
After that, he drove to the steamed bun shop where Jiang Wan was waiting, where she had eaten breakfast earlier.