The village roads were in poor condition, and Jiang Changhai wanted to chat with the villagers, so he squeezed the brakes and slowed down the bicycle.
"Hey, Changhai, it's been a long time since you last visited, why didn't Mianmian come back with you?" the villagers asked curiously, not seeing Jiang Mianmian.
"Mianmian has an exam coming up and is studying at home," Jiang Changhai answered with a smile.
"Well, that's why that child always comes first in her exams, look how studious she is," the villagers praised.
Some sharp-eyed villagers spotted the novelty of Jiang Changhai's bicycle and asked out of curiosity, "Changhai, why is your bicycle so new? Did you just buy it?"
"Haha, Uncle Three, you've got a keen eye, this bicycle is brand new, I've only ridden it for a few days," Jiang Changhai boasted proudly.
