He knew that the old man was most concerned about was a bright future, but he was still ignoring his father, so the old man could spare him.

Forget about their father and son's affairs, it is their family matter that I beat my son, so she and Guangming will not get involved.

"Then you can send it out. Buy the envelope from the service company, and have a postbox at the gate. Send it out." Hua Banzhi folded the letter and handed it to Zhou Guangming.

"Well! I'll buy an envelope now." Zhou Guangming stood up and said.

"Give you money." Hua Banzhi took out a dime from his pocket and handed it to him, "You know the way! Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, I can do it myself." Zhou Guangming said with his chest straight and suddenly remembered, "Mom, can I use Cantonese?"

Hua Banzhi looked at his eager expression and smiled, "I can't wait!"

"Yeah! Learn and apply it." Zhou Guangming said with his eyes shining.

"Then do you know how to say the envelope in Cantonese?" Hua Banzhi reminded him.

"Ah! I don't know, it's too late to wait for my uncle to come back. Forget it and wait for the next time!" Zhou Guangming had no choice but to give up.

"Little fool, you can ask the salesperson aunt!" Hua Banzhi reminded him.

Zhou Guangming's eyes lit up when he heard this, "I'll try it."

"Then go!" Hua Banzhi watched him leave.

Zhou Guangming went there for a long time before he ran back, holding two envelopes in his hand.

"Look at how you run so hard that you sweat. Why are you doing so excited?" Hua Banzhi said with a fan to help him play the fan.

"My mother is right. The salesperson can speak northern dialect and Cantonese. She taught me how to say it." Zhou Guangming said happily, "Auntie, okay! Very patient. I can buy things now."

"Haha..." Hua Banzhi shook her head and laughed. The staff of the family resident came from all over the world and had a variety of languages, so the salesperson's language skills were not deep.

"Write the envelope quickly, and after writing it, let's send a letter." Hua Banzhi urged at him.

"Yes!" Zhou Guangming wrote the envelope, "and you can send it out later."

&*&

"I'm back." Lin Xiyan stood downstairs and shouted.

"My uncle is back." Zhou Guangming immediately got up and ran downstairs.

"Auntie." Zhou Guangming looked at the thing Lin Xiyan was holding and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"The radio can listen to news, crosstalk, and sing..." Lin Xiyan put the radio on the coffee table and said.

"What did you buy this for?" Hua Banzhi walked downstairs and said.

Lin Xiyan had already thought of the words and looked at her and said, "Always pay attention to current affairs, and there is a delay in the newspaper time. This is very necessary."

In a word, there is nothing to say about half a branch of flowers.

"Come on, come on, bring the things I bought in with me." Lin Xiyan looked at Hua Banzhi and waved.

"What did you buy?" Hua Banzhi followed him out and saw the bicycle and sewing machine on the cart, and swallowed the saliva, "This is too luxurious!"

"What's the luxury? It's normal." Lin Xiyan moved the bicycle directly, "You need to use it to school, and I need to use it to do things, which is always easier than when we are on our legs." He patted the car and said, "Fortunately we are tall and long, so this car is just right."

"You...I'll borrow it for you..." Hua Banzhi looked at him, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Guangming excitedly, "Mom, rickshaw, rickshaw, rickshaw is rickshaw!"

Zhou Guangming ran over and looked at the brand new black bicycle. His little hand was so excited that he wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it, for fear that he would break it.

"Little fool." Lin Xiyan sat on the crossbar with Zhou Guangming in his arms, then pulled the bell on the handlebar and made a crisp sound of "Ringling..."

"It's fun! Push it yourself." Lin Xiyan held the handlebars with both hands, lowered his head and looked at him gently.

"Is that OK?" Zhou Guangming looked at him excitedly.

"Of course." Lin Xiyan nodded with a smile.

Zhou Guangming stretched out his little hand tremblingly and pulled the car bell. The crisp ringing of the bell echoed in the yard with his silver bell-like laughter.

Lin Xiyan looked at Hua Banzhi with his eyebrows flying, and said to Zhou Guangming, which meant that the child liked it.

Hua Banzhi closed her eyes helplessly, and she was speechless.

Since they have bought it, Hua Banzhi cannot let him return it. These are the four major domestic bicycle brands - Feige, Yongjue, Phoenix, and Hongqi. Since "launched" in the 1950s, they have chosen different development directions according to the different needs of Chinese people. "Flying pigeons are fast, permanent, and red flags are not bad to increase" has become a popular bicycle folk song across the country.

The bicycle Lin Xiyan bought is a Feige brand bicycle. It was born in 50 years. It is the first domestic bicycle we independently developed and is a historic event in the rise of modern industry.

It sounds incredible, just a bicycle, giving such a high historical mission.

Now I am really poor and the bicycle factory is preparing to resume production, but the real process flow is not available. It is said to be a factory, but it is actually like a handicraft workshop.

At that time, the workers were holding on. They couldn't say that they had a population of 400 million and could not even produce a decent bicycle.

The bicycle produced is light and fast. When ridden, these two wheels are flying like two wings.

We are called the "kingdom of bicycles", and there are stories and memories about bicycles in the lives of many Chinese people.

For many Chinese people, bicycles are not just a means of transportation, they carry people's emotions and memories. When they were young, their parents' back seat of bicycles was the best memory of many children; when they walked out of school, it was the first gift we received; as one of the "three turns and one sound" of marriage, it witnessed the little things of countless families.

Hua Banzhi was a little amused and crying. He went out for a while and had all three turns and one sound.

The Panda brand radio is about 88, the Feige brand bicycle price is also 156, and the sewing machine is also 167.

Hua Banzhi seems cheap, but for people today, it is a high luxury item.

Lin Xiyan looked at Hua Banzhi with deep eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She had been guarding against her for a long time, "This car can be lent for you to ride." Now I will never write an IOU for me again!

This girl is so stupid that she can't stop her if she doesn't want to make an excuse.

"Ah! I bought that radio, let's listen together." Lin Xiyan said with a smile on his eyes.

Hua Banzhi shook her head funny, her eyes circulated, and she looked at the sewing machine on the cart, "What do you say?"

"Uh..." Lin Xiyan was speechless for a moment and looked at Hua Banzhi stutteringly.

"Don't tell me this is what you want to use." Hua Banzhi smiled slightly and looked at him leisurely.
Chapter completed!