At six-thirty in the morning, Wen Huifang heard the movement of her son getting up.
It's just a picnic with his classmates, but what's the point? I didn't see my son so active when I was in school.
The scores of the college entrance examination have already come out, and the son's estimated score is actually not bad at all, surely he can get into a good university.
The family winery has started to make a lot of money, and although my husband is busy every day, he no longer needs to drink a lot of wine to talk about orders.
Wen Huifang mood during this time is also very good, yesterday also deliberately helped his son brush out two aluminum lunch box, prepared some fruit, I do not know if it is enough.
Shen Qing carried the things that his mom packed out yesterday, and went downstairs with light steps.
Sure enough, when he arrived downstairs, he saw Ma Xiaoyue who was already waiting.
Today Ma Xiaoyue wore a sky blue dress, set off the skin more fair, hair simply tied a ponytail, waist slung a red cloth bag, feet wearing the most fashionable plastic sandals, also wearing stockings to the ankle.
Ma Xiaoyue pushed a very cleanly washed old bicycle, the handlebars also hung a bag, which seems to be loaded with a lot of things, is standing on the edge of the flower bed.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Shen Qing walked over and asked.
In his memory, it seemed like many years before, Ma Xiaoyue was waiting for him downstairs in the morning to go to school with him.
"No, I just came down too, where's your bike?"
Shen Qing shook the key in his hand and walked towards the row of low bungalows in front of the building, which were barns, not many of them.
Taking the key, he opened the door of the barn and pushed out his dad's army green Jialing JH70 motorcycle.
This is Jialing's classic model, the introduction of the Neon engine technology, the appearance is also very beautiful, than that CJ50 can be much better.
"You send the bike back, we'll go by motorcycle. It's so far to the river, you have to pedal for an hour, where will you have the strength to play?"
"You ride a motorcycle?" Ma Xiaoyue looked at the beautiful motorcycle, it was so much more comfortable than a bicycle, she hadn't sat on one yet.
"Then what does Uncle Shen ride to work?"
"Ride a bicycle. He rides a motorcycle every day, it's time for him to ride a bicycle to exercise his body, otherwise his legs and feet will easily get bad as he gets older." Shen Qing displayed the appearance of a filial son who was thinking for his father.
If dad doesn't want to, he can take a cab, it's not like he can't afford it.
Two days ago, he advised his dad to buy a car, even if it was second-hand, but his dad said that it was not necessary, a motorcycle was enough.
Now he's letting him know what happens if the motorcycle is suddenly gone.
What's more, they are ice city, winter can dry to minus thirty degrees low temperature, riding a motorcycle, not only hands and feet will freeze, mouth are for you to blow crooked.
"Hurry up, don't delay, there are still things on the road." Shen Qing urged.
Ma Xiaoyue didn't know what else Shen Qing had to do, but with a motorcycle to sit on, why would she be so tired of pedaling a bicycle?
Anyway, it's also on the way, and it doesn't burn more oil, and she can't keep up with Shen Qing's motorcycle on the bike.
In less than five minutes, Ma Xiaoyue locked the bike, went upstairs to send the key down, and the speed flew.
When she came down, Shen Qing had already tied both bags to the back of the motorcycle, and he straddled the motorcycle, "What are you waiting for, come up."
Ma Xiaoyue carefully sat sideways on the motorcycle, pressing her skirt under her butt.
Originally, JH70 wasn't that big, and with Shen Qing doing this, Ma Xiaoyue could only sit close to Shen Qing.
"Hold it steady, a motorcycle can be much faster than a bicycle, be careful of falling off."
"I'm sitting very steadily." Ma Xiaoyue could not be embarrassed to hold Shen Qing's waist, she just put one hand on Shen Qing's shoulder and pressed her skirt with her other hand.
Shen Qing's foot pedaled hard, the engine caught fire, twisted the throttle, the motorcycle roared forward and stalled.
Ma Xiaoyue bumped into Shen Qing's back and asked curiously, "How did it stall?"
Shen Qing: "It's okay, the gear is not hooked up, just come back twice to familiarize yourself with it."
Looked not big, but also quite soft, hidden very deep ah.
The engine was off three times, and Ma Xiaoyue's face was a little red after she hit Shen Qing's back three times.
Just when she was about to question Shen Qing if it was intentional, the motorcycle finally quickly scurried out of the neighborhood and turned onto the concrete road.
Ma Xiaoyue's hand was already holding on to Shen Qing's waist, mainly to sit firmly.
At this time, there are not many cars on the ice city road, and both of them are not wearing helmets, Ma Xiaoyue felt the wind blowing through, looking at the rapidly changing scenery in front of her eyes, feeling extraordinarily happy.
This is what they say driving around?
"I haven't seen you riding a motorcycle before, when did you learn?" Ma Xiaoyue asked aloud.
The hot air exhaled from her mouth hit Shen Qing's ears, tickling them.
"Didn't I say that I know a lot of things, I saw my dad ride it a few times and came up to try it."
In his previous life, when he learned to ride a motorcycle, he dried up in a ditch several times before he learned.
Ten minutes, they arrived at the riverside, Shen Qing parked the motorcycle.
Ma Xiaoyue froze for a moment: ''What are you stopping for? Our picnic place isn't here, it's still quite far ahead."
The place going down here was full of willows and weeds, it wasn't suitable for a picnic at all, the place she chose had a large sandy beach, and the slope was very gentle.
"Just wait here, I'll be up in a minute."
Ma Xiaoyue saw Shen Qing drilling into the willow bushes and thought that Shen Qing was going to the toilet, turning around with a red face.
But how come Shen Qing was still holding a bag when he went to the toilet?
After waiting for ten minutes or so, she heard movement behind her and saw Shen Qing climbing up with a dripping bag, as if there was still movement inside.
"What is this?"
"The fish from the net ah. How can you have a riverside picnic without a barbecue? Meat is easy to spoil in the heat, so it's good to get some barbecued fish. The net was laid yesterday, but just now it came up, enough for us to eat."
The water quality of the Songhua River has always been good, and at this time of year there are not many people fishing, and there are a lot of fish.
The fish in his bag or just now picked a little, the small ones are thrown back, there are almost ten pounds, the largest has a more than two pounds of carp, the smallest is also more than half a pound of crucian carp melons.
Where as before he was born again, just this place, down a night net, can fish a two pounds less than one or two small fish even good.
Shen Qing hung the bag on the back of the motorcycle and tied it up, "Let's go, I'm taking all the anti-live, hurry to the place and put it in the water, and you can still eat live fish at noon."
The motorcycle started again and ran to that river beach.
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Shen Tianming ate breakfast in the morning and kept rummaging in his bag at the door, "Honey, have you seen my motorcycle keys?"
On that keychain, everything else was there, just the motorcycle and barn keys were missing.
Wen Huifang took off her apron, "Your son rode away, he went to the riverside picnic with his classmates today."
Shen Tianming: "???"
Can't you ride a bicycle on a picnic?
How can he go to work if the motorcycle is gone?
Looking at his son's bike key hanging on the wall, Shen Tianming helplessly took it and walked downstairs.
Only after waiting for ten minutes or so, Shen Tianming felt exhausted and his body began to sweat.
Looking at the street drove past the car, Shen Tianming gritted his teeth and decided that next month the money back to buy a small car, buy the kind of Santana that leaders sit!
Son is right, to earn millions of dollars a year, still poor this money?