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Chapter 8 Grandpa's Bicycle

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    Time always slips away quietly without your noticing.  By the time you realize it or pay attention to it with your heart, time has already disappeared without a trace.

    "Ren Tao, what are you thinking?" On the podium, the teacher suddenly stopped the drowsy subject analysis, and vented his dissatisfaction with me in a "strange way".

    "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm distracted" At this time, I really wanted to find a place to turn in, but the teacher found out that I was distracted, and I was called in front of the whole class. Hey, my young mind has to be entangled for a long time again.

    In fact, I was distracted by the sound of rain outside the window.  When I went out in the morning, the weather was fine. I don¡¯t know why, but not long after lunch, the sky began to darken. Before you even had time to react, it started to rain heavily.

    The rain dripping on the tiles makes a crisp sound, like pearls and jade falling on a jade plate, composing a cool song in the hot summer.  With the breeze blowing, the sound of the rain became chaotic and disorderly, and the impatient notes disturbed most people's hearts.

    When I left in the morning, I didn't bring an umbrella, and it was raining so hard, how could I go home?  There are not a few people who have the same mood as me. It is estimated that they go out in the morning to see the weather is better, and they do not bring umbrellas.

    The teacher's voice began to be intermittent, and even gradually stopped.  The teacher is also a resident of a nearby village, and has the deepest experience of the rainy days on our side.  Knowing everyone's inner worries, I simply stopped the lecture.

    "This is the end of today's class. There are still about 20 minutes before the end of get out of class. Please take out your homework and wait for your parents to pick you up. If there are students who do not have parents to pick you up, you have to wait for the rain to lighten before leaving," said After finishing, the teacher began to write today's homework on the blackboard.

    I took out my homework and books, and prepared to write my homework first.  Although it's raining so hard now, I can't walk, but I still have to do my homework after returning home.  It's better to finish the homework now, and then you can rest directly when you get home.

    As time went by, my homework was coming to an end.  At this time, parents arrived one after another outside the classroom.  Some were holding umbrellas, some were wearing raincoats, and some brought clean clothes.

    "Dingling~!" As the get out of class bell rang, the students who had already packed their schoolbags quickly ran to the crowd at the door. After the two waves of crowd gathered, they gradually turned into groups of two and left.

    I searched the crowd for a long time, but I couldn't find grandma. To be honest, I still envy those children who were picked up by their parents.

    Looking at the raindrops that lined the tiles in the corner, I struggled in my heart whether to rush into the rain now and go home early.  Just when I was so entangled that I didn't know what to do next, a familiar face appeared in the distance.

    Grandpa came to me in a blue raincoat.  "Ren Tao, let's go home." Grandpa came to me, handed me an umbrella, then turned around and led me to the school gate.

    Grandpa is always impatient, he handles things in a hurry, and never procrastinates.  I held an umbrella and walked faster, trying to walk in line with my grandpa.

    I thought to myself, I finally don¡¯t have to go home in the rain, and it¡¯s not bad that my grandpa came to pick me up.  I thought I would walk back slowly like this.  Although the home is not far from the school, it is still more than 3 miles away, and it is raining heavily, so the walking is relatively slow, and it takes at least an hour to get home.

    Just arrived at the school gate, I was still walking at a normal pace, how could I know that my grandfather stopped suddenly, so I hurriedly turned to look at my grandfather.  "I'll take out the bike, you wait for me here." After finishing speaking, grandpa turned around to look for his car.

    On the right hand side close to the school gate, there is an open space, which is specially used for storing bicycles.  At this time, no less than 50 cars were parked here.  After searching for a while, Grandpa moved out the familiar 38 from the corner of the wall.

    "Come on, you come up first." After the grandfather stopped the car, he stepped on the ground with his left foot, stepped on the back of the car with his right foot, held the handlebar with his left hand, and supported my armpit with his right hand.  With the help of my grandfather, I sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

    Grandpa pushed forward for a while, changed to holding the faucet with both hands, stepped on the pedal with his left foot, and tapped his right toe on the ground a few times, then he stepped over the horizontal bar of the car smoothly and set off steadily!

    "Pick up your raincoat and cover yourself" For our safety, grandpa rode with both hands, and let me cover me with the large raincoat he was wearing.  cover yourself.

    "Cover the schoolbag too, look, the book is wet." After listening to my grandfather's advice, I hurriedly adjusted the raincoat on my back. After confirming that the raincoat covered the schoolbag, my nervous and fast-beating heart let go.  Slow down.

    Because the line of sight is covered by the raincoat, ?So I can't see the scenery in front of me.  But when you lower your head, you can see the rapidly expanding water splashes on both sides of the wheels.  After the dirt road was washed by rainwater, the rainwater that hadn't had time to slip away mixed with the soil and became cloudy.  When the wheels are pressed on the road, not only can the mud be rolled out into clear patterns, but also the two patterns can sometimes merge into one and sometimes separate.

    Occasionally, I encountered a small pothole. After the wheels rolled into it, the water splashed. Of course, it was inevitable that my little butt also suffered.  After the wheels passed, the Shui Dang returned to calm and continued to absorb the accumulation of rainwater.

    When Shui Hua was tired of watching, he leaned gently on Grandpa's back, feeling the hard-won warmth that only belonged to Grandpa.

    "Grandpa, are you here to pick me up today? Where's grandma?" I still asked the question I had saved before get out of class ended.

    "It takes a long time for your grandma to walk here. It's raining again, so what if you stumble over it? And after receiving you, the two of you have walked back for a long time. It's raining so hard, so it's not like both of you will get wet by then."  "Grandpa's voice seemed very small in the sound of the rain, but I felt grandpa's deep concern for grandma and me.

    After the bicycle drove steadily on the road for more than ten minutes, it stopped firmly in the courtyard dam.  Grandpa took off the raincoat and hugged me down with one hand.  I comforted my hurt little butt with my hands as I walked.

    Because the mud was almost washed away by the rain in rainy days, the originally relatively flat road became potholed. Although the buttock suffered a little injury, it was worth it to get home in more than ten minutes.  Of course, if grandpa can drive me every day, it will be even happier.

    As soon as I got out of the car, the grandma who had been waiting at the door came over.  "Ren Tao, it's okay to get wet, come and wipe your body." Grandma hurriedly handed me a clean handkerchief and asked me to dry my head.

    "It's okay, grandpa brought me an umbrella, and I covered it with a raincoat on the bicycle, so I didn't get wet." Even though I said so, I still took the handkerchief from my grandma and wiped myself seriously  , You can't waste other people's concern, can you?

    On rainy days, occasionally there will be refreshing warmth, simple and simple, and the company around you is the best.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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