Upon arriving at Uncle Feng's house, Feng Aihua expressed his gratitude first, then unloaded the bamboo basket and pushed his bike away.
"Aihua, what's the rush? The day for the wedding procession isn't here yet, where are you going with the bicycle?" Ma Haiyan teased.
Feng Aihua looked back at her, "I just fetched a bucket of water, I need to clean the bike."
Speaking with heartfelt sadness, he said: "Xiaoxue, you don't take care of your stuff at all. Look how dirty your bike is, how can people even look at it? You've only been married for a short while and yet the bike is already this dirty? It's covered in dust and mud, it's really..."
