Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading-Chapter 321: The Bicycle Is Gone

Who is it now?

"Fourth and Fifth, quickly help Mom put the stuff away. Third, you open the door later."

These are all rare items, having such a big pile would make anyone envious if they saw it.

Su Xiaoxiao watched as her mother and two brothers hurriedly hid the items, then realized she was still holding half a pig’s head.

Looking around, she hastily slipped the oil-paper wrapped pig’s head under the basin on the table.

Seeing everything was fine, she went over to open the door.

When they had returned with the stuff earlier, they didn’t bother to lock the door properly.

All it took was a gentle push from the other side to open it.

"Who is it?"

Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to open the door while raising her voice to ask.

"Xiaoxiao girl, is that you? It’s me, your Uncle Sun."

A hearty male voice quickly sounded from outside.

She immediately realized that the person outside was none other than Sun Wenbing’s father, Sun Hongjun, who was the village secretary.

What’s he doing here?

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t have a good impression of that family, and her expression wasn’t too pleasant when she opened the door.

"What’s up?"

After opening the door and seeing the man standing at the entrance, she asked.

Her body blocked the doorway, clearly not intending to let him in.

Back when her dad had just passed away, this man frequently visited their house, and it was only after Liu Cuilan chased him out several times that he stopped coming.

Widows often attract gossip, and this incident was talked about by many in the village for a long time.

Sun Hongjun wasn’t very tall, just over one meter seventy, of medium build, with a pair of black-framed glasses resting on his nose, giving him a scholarly look.

He wore a smile on his face, appearing quite amicable.

"Xiaoxiao girl, is your mom home?"

Sun Hongjun asked as he craned his neck to look inside.

Su Xiaoxiao immediately blocked him with a stern face: "If you have something to say, just tell me; I can handle my family’s affairs."

Thinking about how Liu Cuilan was often the subject of village gossip because of this man, Su Xiaoxiao didn’t feel like showing any friendliness.

It’s already generous of her not to throw a fit and evict him on the spot.

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao treat him like a thief, Sun Hongjun’s smile froze for a moment before returning to normal.

"Alright, it’s the same if I tell you."

Sun Hongjun, still appearing quite amiable, continued, "In three days the production team is slaughtering the New Year’s pig, remember to have your mom come by and pick up some meat."

"Got it!"

Su Xiaoxiao responded, seeing him still peering inside, frowned, "Anything else?"

"No... no, nothing."

Sun Hongjun awkwardly scratched his head, thinking why was this girl so rude, couldn’t she invite him in for a bit?

"If there’s nothing else, I won’t invite you in, since my mom is a widow and I want to avoid unnecessary rumors."

After saying that, Su Xiaoxiao slammed the courtyard door shut.

Sun Hongjun hadn’t expected her to shut the door so abruptly; standing too close nearly resulted in him injuring his nose.

Rubbing his nose, seeing the courtyard gate shut tight, he had no choice but to leave.

Waiting until the footsteps outside faded into the distance, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered she had been so focused on carrying the items that she might have forgotten her bicycle at the entrance. If it got stolen, it would be awful.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly opened the door to check on her bike.

But when she opened the door, she was dumbfounded.

She had deliberately parked the bike at the entrance, and now there was only half a broken lock left.

Damn! Who on earth would do such a rotten thing? She had locked it, and it was right at her doorstep.

Could it be Sun Hongjun’s brat taking revenge because she chased him off?

No, Sun Hongjun might not be great, but he really cares about his image, so he wouldn’t do something like that openly.

If he was going to do something, he’d wait until it was dark and nobody could see.

Suddenly noticing faint tire tracks on the ground, Su Xiaoxiao squatted down immediately, widening her eyes and scrutinizing the ground, almost lying flat on it.

Su Jianwu just stepped outside and saw his third sister bending over, looking at the ground in a rather weird manner.

"Third sister, what are you doing?"

The sudden noise startled Su Xiaoxiao, and seeing it was Su Jianwu, she smacked him on his messy head unceremoniously: "What are you yelling for? You scared me."

Su Jianwu scratched his head: "Third sister, what are you..."

Su Xiaoxiao straightened up, brushed off the dust from her hands: "Someone just stole my bike."

"What?"

Su Jianwu exclaimed, almost jumping up from the ground.

Bicycles are a big deal; how could it just go missing, moreover, he remembered she had locked it...

His eyes fell on the broken lock in Su Xiaoxiao’s hand, "Silence is tonight’s poem."

Well, at least the thief had some manners, took the bike but left the lock.

"Third sister, what should we do? How about I gather some boys from the village later to help you find it?"

Ever since they got a TV at their house, village kids and their classmates often came over to watch.

As a result, both younger brothers have become little leaders among the village kids and their classmates, making them quite influential.

"No need, since the bike is already gone, forget it if we can’t find it."

If it was a planned theft, even if they caught up, the bike would have been hidden away by now.

"Forget it? Third sister, are you crazy? It’s a bicycle!"

Su Jianwu frantically shook Su Xiaoxiao’s arm, wondering if she had lost her mind. How could she remain so calm when the bike was stolen?

"Let’s eat first, we can talk later."

Su Xiaoxiao flicked Su Lao Wu on the forehead, "I bought some roast pork."

"Roast pork! Third sister, you’re the best, I want roast pork!"

The person who was just worried about finding the bike now had eyes glowing at the mention of roast pork, completely forgetting about the bike.

Such a foodie!

The two went inside, and before Su Xiaoxiao could speak, Su Jianwu tracked down the pig face hidden under the basin just by the smell.

His eyes glowing and nearly drooling at the sight.

His shameless look was hard for Su Xiaoxiao to watch.

"Third sister, when can we eat?"

Liu Cuilan came out of the inner room at this moment and asked, "Who was that just now? Gone already?"

Su Xiaoxiao told Liu Cuilan about Sun Hongjun’s visit.

"He still has the nerve to come?"

Liu Cuilan snorted coldly, "If he dares come again, see if I don’t break his legs."

She had disliked Sun Hongjun since she was a young girl, thinking he looked decent on the outside but was full of malice inside, always pretending to be something he’s not.

"If you encounter anyone from their family in the future, keep your distance, got it? They’re all insidious and deceitful."

She snorted, eyeing the half pig’s head on the table, and asked, "Where did the roast pork come from? It wasn’t from that sinister person, was it?"

Sun Hongjun did have a record; after her husband Old Su had just passed, he used to come over frequently bringing gifts, claiming he wanted to look after her. Disgusting!

"Mom, what are you thinking? Your daughter bought this herself, just to pay respect to you."

Su Xiaoxiao quickly explained, fearing her mom might throw the pig face out in anger.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, Liu Cuilan’s expression changed.