Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

The young man happily paid the money, but the second uncle was like a deflated balloon, forced to choose another cheaper "Feige" bicycle and agreed with the old man to buy the "Feige" bicycle for 130 yuan.

The second uncle took out the stack of worn change from his pocket with trembling hands. Each coin was covered with traces of time, as if carrying his countless expectations and disappointments.

Counting them one by one, every sound seemed to strike at everyone's heart, causing ripples one after another.

Finally, he counted all the money and handed it carefully to the old man.

The old man took the stack of change and was overjoyed. He seemed to feel a little relieved for this hard-earned transaction, and seemed to feel a little admiration for the dedication and persistence of the second uncle.

The second uncle finally became the first person in the yard to own a bicycle.

He stroked the slightly worn-out "Feige" bicycle, his eyes gleaming, as if he saw his hopes and dreams for the future.

At this moment, he felt extremely proud and satisfied, as if all his efforts and waiting were worth it.

However, the neighbors' reactions were beyond his expectations.

They originally thought that the second uncle would buy the more expensive bicycle and become the envy of everyone.

But when they saw the shabby "Feige" pushed by the second uncle, their interest disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, this bike is too old. How can you ride it?" a neighbor said sarcastically.

"That's right, it's not worth spending so much money to buy a thing like this!" another neighbor echoed.

The second uncle felt sad when he heard their discussion.

They only saw the oldness of the bicycle, but failed to see the effort and persistence he put into it.

But he didn't care, because the bicycle meant a lot to him. It was not just a means of transportation, but also an opportunity for him to change his destiny.

He got on the bicycle and pedaled hard.

Although the bike was a little shaky, he rode very steadily.

He rode his bike around the yard, as if showing off his new friend to everyone.

The second uncle happily pushed the slightly worn-out "Feige" bicycle back home, thinking that he would get praise and support from the second aunt, but he was unexpectedly scolded.

"You old man, how come you secretly saved so much money to buy this broken bicycle? Why does our family need this?" The second aunt looked at the second uncle's newly bought bicycle, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly.

The second uncle was suddenly a little displeased.

He straightened his chest and argued, "What do you know? This is the first bicycle in our yard. If I ride it, it will be a symbol of status and the beginning of a change in my destiny!"

"Change your destiny? I think you are obsessed with that bicycle. Our family is in urgent need of money, but you spend money on such useless things. How foolish!" The second aunt didn't care and snorted coldly.

The second uncle was speechless after what the second aunt said, but he firmly believed in his heart that his choice was not wrong.

He felt that he was the focus of the yard, and his pride made him ignore the reproaches from Second Aunt.

Just then, there was a burst of noise in the yard.

It turned out that Chen Fei had just returned from the hospital after visiting Qin Huairu and happened to see the second uncle's newly bought bicycle.

He came over, looked at the slightly worn-out "Feige", then turned to the second uncle and said, "Hey, second uncle, your bicycle is pretty good, quite unique."

When the second uncle heard this, he immediately became very proud. He patted the seat of the bicycle and boasted: "Of course, this is the first bicycle in our yard. I chose it specially. What do you think? I have a good taste, right?"

Chen Fei just smiled faintly and said, "It's just a broken car. What's there to brag about?"

After hearing this, the second uncle felt as if he had been poured with cold water and felt a little unhappy.

He felt that Chen Fei was deliberately belittling his bicycle in order to show off his knowledge.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the other side of the yard.

It turned out to be Jia Zhang, what weird things she was doing again.

Jia Zhang was seen sneaking out of the old man's kitchen, holding a handful of steamed buns that had just come out of the pot.

He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he quickly stuffed the steamed bun into his pocket and returned to his room as if nothing had happened.

Qin Huairu, who had recovered, saw all of this and felt helpless.

My mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, could never change her bad habit of stealing and cheating.

This time he actually stole into Chen Fei's kitchen again, which is really a headache.

Qin Huairu sighed and decided to go talk to Jia Zhang.

When she arrived at Jia Zhang's house, she knocked on the door.

"Are you in the room? I have something to tell you." Qin Huairu shouted.

After a while, Jia Zhang slowly opened the door and looked at Qin Huairu impatiently.

"What are you doing? Don't bother me if there is nothing to do!" Jia Zhang said unhappily.

Qin Huairu didn't argue with her and said directly: "I just saw you coming out of Chen Fei's kitchen with a steamed bun in your hand. It's wrong to do this. Hurry up and return the steamed bun and apologize to him."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she became furious.

"Why do you care about me? What's wrong with me stealing his steamed buns? He is so rich, does he need these steamed buns from me?" Jia Zhang said loudly.

Qin Huairu was speechless.

My mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, is truly hopeless.

She didn't want to get entangled with her mother-in-law anymore, so she turned around and went to find Chen Fei.

After listening to Qin Huairu's story, Chen Fei was speechless.

He shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, it's just a few steamed buns, it's not worth arguing with her."

Qin Huairu nodded in agreement and returned to the yard.

She decided to talk to Sha Zhu to see if there was any way to help Jia Zhang change her bad habits.

The bicycle was still parked in the yard, and the slightly worn-out "Flying Pigeon" looked particularly lonely under the moonlight.

The second uncle stood in front of the window, looking at the bicycle, feeling mixed emotions; the second aunt's reproach, Chen Fei's sarcasm, and Jia Zhang's theft were all like needles piercing his heart.

However, he was not shaken.

As long as you have this bicycle, you can find a new way out in life and get rid of the current predicament.

At this time, Sha Zhu walked into the courtyard.

I saw the lonely figure of the second uncle and his shabby bicycle.

He walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Uncle, don't take their words too seriously. I know you have your reasons for buying this bicycle."

A trace of gratitude flashed in the second uncle's eyes. He turned to look at Sha Zhu and said, "You still understand me."

Sha Zhu nodded to show his understanding.

He said, "Second Uncle, I believe in your vision. This bicycle will definitely bring you good luck. However, we also have to find a way to make Second Aunt and the people in the yard understand your idea."