The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 55 Buying a Bicycle
The siblings wandered around the store for a while, but the staff didn't come up to ask them a single question.

It wasn't until Gao Qingmiao took a liking to a Forever brand multi-speed bicycle hanging on the wall that she asked someone to help her take it down to take a look.

The saleswoman, who was cleaning the glass counter with a feather duster, asked with a smile full of excitement:

"Looking for bicycles? This is a new permanent gear model, it's much easier to ride than regular bicycles!"

When the saleswoman saw Gao Qinghe standing calmly to the side, she couldn't help but glance at her several times.

How come he didn't see such a beautiful female customer just now?
Seeing that she seemed very interested in radios, the salesperson enthusiastically introduced several different brands of radios in front of her.

Gao Qingmiao complained, "Hey! I'm here to watch over the bicycles!"

The sales clerk seemed to only then realize what was happening. She gave him an awkward smile, then smiled apologetically at Gao Qinghe before helping to take the bicycle down from the wall.

"Be careful not to get it dirty. I'll put a piece of cardboard under it for you."

The salesperson unpacked the cardboard boxes used for loading and placed them on the ground to avoid soiling the brand-new tires.

There are no special displays for customers to test ride right now.

Gao Qingmiao wouldn't know whether it was good or bad; he hadn't even learned to ride a bicycle yet.

But that didn't stop him from thinking that the black bicycle with silver handlebars was incredibly cool.

Pretend to touch the handle and look at the chain, tentatively inquiring about the price.

The sales clerk smiled and said, "348 yuan."

"Okay, this one is the one!"

Gao Qingmiao readily agreed.

The sales clerk was a little surprised that the young man in front of her didn't even flinch when he heard the price. She suddenly had no idea who this young man was.

Little did they know, it was nothing more than youthful arrogance and reckless boldness.

Besides, he's been to the provincial capital now, so a mere 348 yuan won't scare him away.

"Sister, what do you want to buy?" Gao Qingmiao asked.

"You buy it." Gao Qinghe shook her head.

She originally wanted to buy her younger sister a radio that could play cassette tapes, but none of the models in the store were very good.

Gao Qinghe suddenly remembered the Walkman she bought for Jiang Baohai's sister in her previous life. It was about the size of a palm and could be used to play tapes and CDs. It also came with headphones, making it very convenient for studying.

But I didn't see it on the counter.

Moreover, the store only sells music tapes, not English tapes for learning.

Let's look for it again when we go to the provincial capital.

Gao Qingmiao paid for the bicycle and handed the rest to her sister.

He's perfectly content with just a bicycle.

The sales clerk, perhaps bored or wanting to spend more time with the siblings, offered to teach Gao Qingmiao how to ride a bike.

After practicing for half an hour on the street in front of the department store, Gao Qingmiao was finally able to walk straight ahead, and the siblings then headed towards the train ticket collection point.

Gao Qingmiao patted the back seat triumphantly, "Sis, get in."

Gao Qinghe looked at him distrustfully, "Wait until I'm settled before you ride."

I tentatively put my bottom on it, keeping my toes on the ground just in case.

After thinking for a moment, he jumped down again, saying, "How about I take you with me?"

Meeting her younger brother's mournful gaze, Gao Qinghe had no choice but to sit back in the back seat.

"Ok?"

"Let's go."

With a "whoosh," the bicycle started moving.

At first it was a bit crooked, but soon it moved smoothly through the streets and alleys.

Facing the wind, Gao Qingmiao couldn't help but shout, "This is so refreshing!"

Gao Qinghe brushed aside the strands of hair fluttering in front of her eyes and smiled.

After buying the train tickets, the siblings also bought a pair of Warrior sneakers for each of their parents and grandmother.

With the remaining money, I bought my younger sister a fountain pen.

After spending all 423 yuan, Gao Qingmiao realized that her older sister hadn't bought anything. "Sis, why didn't you buy anything?"

On the way back, Gao Qingmiao, driving her sister, asked in confusion.

Given my older sister's personality, it's definitely not because she's unwilling to spend money.

And these past few days I've been complaining about how inconvenient it is to blow-dry my hair and take a shower, but today when I went into the city I didn't even glance at a hairdryer.

When asked about hair dryers, Gao Qinghe shrugged, "Air drying seems to work too."

The main reason is that what she wants is too expensive, and she can't afford it with the money she has now.

Rather than making do, it's better to stay and continue making money.

Hearing her sister say that, Gao Qingmiao suddenly felt that she was being very immature.

He bit his lip and remained silent for a while before suddenly saying, "Sis, you can ride the bicycle for now. I'll buy another one when I earn more money next time."

Gao Qinghe smiled and agreed without the slightest hesitation.

It was as if she had expected him to say that.

Gao Qingmiao slapped her own mouth in frustration. "You stubborn mouth!"

Riding with one hand is a no-no! Gao Qinghe hurriedly reminded her, "Be careful when you ride, or my parents will beat you to death if you fall!"

Gao Qingmiao gave an embarrassed smile and quickly steadied the handlebars.

The mountain road was not easy to travel, but Gao Qinghe felt it was much better than taking a bus, at least she didn't get carsick.

With few cars on the road, Gao Qingmiao rode forward at full speed, her cycling skills becoming more and more proficient.

Once they reached flatter terrain, the novelty wore off, and the siblings switched places, each riding for a section.

When it was Gao Qinghe's turn, her wild driving skills made Gao Qingmiao tremble and hug the car seat tightly, fearing that if she made a mistake, she and her brother would die in a car accident and die young.

When they reached a long downhill stretch near the village, he insisted on getting off the bus and refused to sit in the back seat of Gao Qinghe.

"Alas--!"

The girl's excited cheers echoed through the valley.

As Gao Qingmiao watched the figure that blended seamlessly with the bicycle, streaking across the sky like a shooting star, she felt that today was the happiest day of her eighteen years.

"Sis, wait for me!"

Seeing that her older sister showed no sign of stopping after going down the slope, Gao Qingmiao hurriedly shouted.

As the sun sets, the shadows cast by the siblings on their bicycles flash across the yellow earth—a testament to their unbridled youth.

"Oh my! The Gao siblings have both bought bicycles?"

In the city, bicycles are not a rare sight.

In Shanghe Village, only five households own bicycles.

As soon as the siblings entered the village, their black and silver bicycle immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.

How can young people resist showing off?

Gao Qingmiao pedaled hard, her sweat-drenched, tanned face beaming with a proud and triumphant smile.

This is a bicycle he bought with his own money, unlike Zheng Xiaohu's bicycle which was bought by his parents!

School was over at the village primary school, and a group of children excitedly surrounded the siblings, following them all the way to the Gao family's gate, reluctant to leave.

The youngest son of Zheng's second maternal uncle, relying on the kinship between the two families, grabbed the back seat and begged his second brother to take him for a ride.

"Second brother, can you ride your bike and take me home? I'll bring you some bird eggs later!"

Gao Qingmiao pretended to be hesitant, thought for a moment, and then nodded, "Alright."

The little guy cheered and, under the envious gazes of his classmates, quickly climbed onto the back seat, chin held high, like a victorious rooster.

Many villagers followed, asking curiously:
"Qinghe, this bicycle must be expensive. It looks more sturdy than Xiaohu's Phoenix brand bicycle. How much did it cost?"

"Not bad, a little over three hundred."

The villagers looked at each other, wondering if three hundred was a reasonable amount.

Looks like they've really struck it rich!

(End of this chapter)