Chapter 54: Dad's Meat Grinder

  "You're not riding it now, why don't you give it to me? Don't just occupy the toilet without taking a dump!! If you buy me a car, I won't ask for it from you. Can you still ride it now? Are you keeping it to give birth to a little motorcycle?" Yè Yáng Jiàn said with a smirk.

  "...Damn it, you little brat, I'm telling you, that car is my pride and joy! You want one too? A special order..." Ye Wen Zhong was fishing for a reaction from Ye Yang Jian...

  "I only had three boxes! And you snatched two away from me, how dare you? How dare you?! Father! You should be ashamed of yourself, how dare you?" Night Yang Jian was furious. He thought Night Qiu Zhong was too shameless.

  “…Haha! Pretend! You keep pretending! Didn't your uncle give you anything before you left? You little stinker, and you're playing this trick on me too? Do you think I don't know you sent the cigarettes back separately? Let me tell you, the thing is already in my hands, it's beyond your control now. Who told you to not bring your ID...?” Ye Xiangzhong burst out laughing loudly over the phone.

  "Uh... what was that, okay, I admit defeat! Dad, let's make a deal, half the price? 5 boxes..." Night Yang Jian's heart was bleeding, his forehead veins suddenly bulging out. He gritted his teeth and said.

  "Alright! That's more like it.That's settled, you little scamp, you're a sly one indeed. But your old man can still wrap you around his finger, no matter how cunning the hunter is, he can't outsmart an old fox~~psst, psst, I mean to say, no matter how cunning the fox is, he can't outsmart an old hunter!......" Ye Xun was so pleased with himself that he momentarily got his words mixed up and was busy correcting himself.

  "You've grabbed all the special supplies, don't try to fool me with a 90CC Little Sheep...” Yè Yáng Jiàn hastily said over the phone. Anyway, the cigarette was no longer in his hand, and it wasn't bad that he could get a good car. Men always have a certain preference for machinery."

  "What the...?! 90CC Little Sheep! Damn, your dad's beloved car is just a hundred and fifty on the road, super red flag, Audi is like a toy, you know what I mean? Damn, how many people in our club want to buy it with a lot of money but I'm not willing..." Ye Xiangzhong cursed on the side.

  "Alright, alright... stop bragging, old fox. So when am I going to get the car?" Night Yang Jian said with a hidden smile, jokingly.

  "The key is in your grandfather's room, in the cookie jar. You know which one it is. The car is in the garage downstairs, covered with a black rain cover. I've already prepared everything for you. Nothing to worry about, I'll hang up first! Come home and have dinner when you're free, your mom was mentioning you again this morning..." Ye Wen Zhong finished speaking and hung up the phone. Ye Yang Jian's side was sweating profusely. Damn it, what a waste! Half a pack of special supplies just like that... if only I had known...

  Opening the door to his grandparents' room, Yèyáng Jiàn stood at the entrance, with a hint of nostalgia, carefully taking in every detail of the room where his grandparents had lived for decades. Everything was still so familiar - the old paintings on the walls, the antique vases on the bookshelves, and the two pots of old bamboo and orchids on the desk. It was all exactly as he remembered it. As he looked around, he couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy in his heart. He sighed and muttered to himself, "Grandpa, I must find out what happened to you!"

  He walked into the room, took down the cookie jar from the top shelf of the bookcase, which was Grandpa's favorite container for hiding things. Yeyang Jian stroked this old-fashioned cookie jar, and his thoughts involuntarily returned to his childhood. After a moment of contemplation, he opened it and found a set of motorcycle keys...

  Arriving at the public garage downstairs, he greeted the old man who was watching the car. Yèyáng Jiàn searched around inside and finally found the motorcycle covered with a black rain cover that his father had told him about.

  He ripped off the rain cover, and Yè Yáng Jiàn's eyes lit up. A pure black, heavily modified Honda motorcycle appeared before him, and Yè Yáng Jiàn patted the car body with a satisfied laugh. Damn, his old man was a mechanical engineering professor in college. He must have put a lot of heart into modifying this bike. 250CC displacement, the steel frame inside the car body had been drilled and filled with lead to increase its weight. This increased stability at high speeds. Two thick exhaust pipes were arranged on either side, and the suspension system was installed with high-strength springs. It wasn't a highway racing bike or a prince's car; the entire vehicle was covered in hand-welded steel frames and external steel plates, making it look like something out of Star Wars or Terminator - its presence was extraordinary. However, no matter how you looked at this bike, it seemed...it seemed...a bit overdone. To be precise, it looked a bit like an armored vehicle on two wheels. On the left fuel tank were printed three blood-red characters "Meat Grinder!" and on the right fuel tank were printed silver letters "Iron Blood Riders Club~". This made the sturdy, overly modified old monster look even more impressive.

  He put on the helmet hanging in the car, Ye Yangjian inserted the key and started the motorcycle. 'Rumble~rumble~rumble~' The strong roar of the engine instantly made his blood boil. Ye Yangjian laughed and patted the motorcycle's fuel tank "Old monster! You're still quite powerful!" After saying that, he shifted into gear and accelerated. In the midst of the engine's mighty roar, Ye Yangjian rushed out of the garage, leaving a cloud of dust behind...

  All the way north, Ye Yang Jian rode his roaring "meat grinder" to the flower, bird, fish and insect market in H city.

  Old men with bird cages stroll in the green belt next to the flower and bird market. The crisp and pleasant bird calls rise and fall. What a lively scene, the fragrance of grass and trees wafts gently in the air. Without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, it has become a rare tranquility in the bustling metropolis...

  Ye Yang Jian parked his car and took off his helmet. He looked around for a direction, and not far away, there was a store selling goldfish. Entering the store, Ye Yang Jian stood in front of the aquarium, watching the various types of goldfish swimming back and forth inside, looking very comfortable, and couldn't help but chuckle as he lit a cigarette. He watched with great interest as these little spirits swam happily in the water.

  "Ah, young master, want to buy goldfish?" The boss saw a customer coming and immediately came up.

  "Well, I want to buy some to take back and sell at a stall. Do you wholesale goldfish here?" Ye Yang Jian handed over a Great Wall cigarette to the boss, roughly explaining his intention...

  "Wow, you're going back to selling goldfish, haha, that's a good feeling, I'll definitely give you the cheapest price. But looking at your appearance, you don't seem like someone who sells small goldfish..." The boss looked up and down at Ye Yangjian and said with a smile.

  "Just messing around every day, killing time..." Yè Yáng Jiàn also said with a smile.

  "Heh heh, you're not thinking of tricking a little girl into going back to see the goldfish or something, are you?" The owner of the aquarium store narrowed his eyes into a slit and chuckled, with an expression as lewd as possible.

  "It's almost there! I mainly wanted to trick the little girl into returning my goldfish...". Yè Yáng Jiàn's mood was also great, and he joked with his boss. Looking at the small things swimming back and forth in the aquarium, his heart suddenly felt very calm.

  "What kind of fish are these? Introduce them to me, and this big-eyed fish, and that one..." The joke had gone far enough, and Yeto didn't know much about goldfish either, so he asked the boss.

  "...this one isn't called big-eyed fish, the soft and transparent bubbles next to its eyes are called water bubble eyes; the one with the big round eyes that protrude like abacus beads is called dragon eye; the one swimming slowly on the side is called pearl fish, look at its pointed head and rounded body, just like a leather ball, its scales are arranged neatly and protruding, emitting a fascinating luster; the one shaking its head under the water grass is called crane top red, see that red crown on its forehead that looks like a ingot? ; And this one floating on the water surface breathing is five flowers, with colorful blocks inlaid on the blue bottom pattern...". As soon as he mentioned goldfish, the boss became very serious and lit up a big Chinese cigarette, smoking silently together with Ye Yangjian...

  After agreeing on the price, Ye Yangjian also chose some beautiful small fish tanks and aquatic plants, which added up to around 500 yuan. Since he came by motorcycle, he couldn't carry them alone, so he asked the owner of the aquarium store to deliver them to his home. The owner, of course, smiled and agreed...

  In the afternoon, the owner of the aquarium shop delivered all the goldfish and aquariums to Yoru's home. Since there was no large aquarium in Yoru's house, he had no choice but to fill the bathtub with water and raise the goldfish inside. After all, Yoru didn't use the bathtub anyway. He found a place to put the glass aquarium and then went out to eat something. Tonight, he would start doing business. He had been thinking about it for a whole day already.

  Around 7 o'clock in the evening, near the university entrance of the community...

  The streets are brightly lit, with university students coming out to eat dinner and take a stroll in an endless stream. The sidewalks are lined with all sorts of small stalls, selling various specialty snacks, small accessories, underwear and socks, mobile phone stickers, pirated game discs... In short, most of the small things needed for university life can be found at these street stalls. Although it's currently the university winter break, there are still quite a few students who have stayed on campus...

  Ye Yang Jian came neither early nor late, and many places had already been occupied by others. He knew that most vendors had their own fixed locations and it wasn't good to take someone else's spot before they even set up shop. Looking around, he spotted a flower bed not far away in a relatively shaded area. Due to the poor lighting, there weren't many people setting up stalls there.

  Ye Yang Jian's heart moved slightly, and that place seemed quite suitable, so he came to a slightly secluded empty space. After parking his "meat grinder", he unloaded his things from the car, spread a black velvet cloth on the ground, and placed two small energy-saving cold light lamps. On the velvet cloth, there were many transparent glass fish tanks filled with small goldfish, under the cold light irradiation, the small goldfish in the fish tank swam happily, shuttling back and forth among some green aquatic plants...

  Everything seems ready, Ye Yang Jian flipped over and came to the edge of the meat grinder, took out an old guitar from the back of the car, hugged it in his arms, found a few bricks to pad under his buttocks, sat down cross-legged. He took out cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket and placed them by his feet. Strumming the strings, a melodious guitar sound flowed out from his fingertips...

  Ye Yang Jian had actually been thinking about this for a long time. He was forced to retire and temporarily didn't have an ID card, so he couldn't go out to find work. It had already been several days since he returned home, and if he continued to idle around the house alone, problems would eventually arise. Yesterday, he enthusiastically helped Cui Liang and others retrieve their certificates and wages. Firstly, he felt that Cui Liang and others were worth helping, and secondly, he was indeed too bored with nothing to do, and every night at home, the shadow on the wall increasingly occupied his mind. He wanted to resist; he didn't want to be controlled by that force. Now, rather than saying he was doing business, it would be better to say he was out for psychological healing. He wasn't concerned about money, but he wanted to return to a normal life, needing communication and a way to unburden himself. After careful consideration, he decided to use this method to increase his opportunities for interacting with people. Wilderness Survival Rule Three: Rationally utilize all available resources to rescue oneself.

  Author's words:

  Coca and my little editor have been paying close attention to the latest developments in Ya'an Lushan disaster area. To be honest, donating money is just a way to feed corrupt officials, 10,000 yuan for a tent? Are you kidding me?! Buying medical supplies worth over 10,000 yuan, and then asking for 50,000 yuan in invoices?! Haha... Coca is calling on everyone here, please don't rush into the disaster area to offer support as volunteers. We are still within the golden 72 hours... If we go there, it's likely to be a case of "good intentions, bad outcome", after all, we don't have professional skills. Let's make way for the official rescue teams on the "life passage"! Mourn and pray!!

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