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Huang Ling embarked on a long journey to find a bicycle, enduring the scorching sun as she navigated through the maze of bike shops in the streets and alleys. She inquired at each shop, comparing options and leaving no stone unturned in her quest for a suitable bike. Finally, she discovered a sturdy second-hand bicycle hidden around the corner of an old street, its frame solid and parts well-maintained despite some signs of use. The owner, a thin old man with a cigarette dangling from his lips, scrutinized Huang Ling with a furrowed brow before saying in a gravelly voice, "Miss, this bike is decent, but if you want to buy it, you'll need to bring in a sewing machine and pay a little extra to make the deal."
Huang Ling was taken aback at first but then had a sudden flash of inspiration. She remembered the sewing machine in her storage room that hadn’t been used for quite some time but still worked perfectly. Feeling a sense of determination, she thought carefully about not wanting to spend Song Ying's hard-earned money unnecessarily. With the blood-red sun setting on the horizon, she returned to Song Ying’s home, feeling both guilty and grateful.
"Ying Mei," she began, "I was hoping to buy the bike smoothly, but the shop owner wants a sewing machine and some extra cash. Coincidentally, I have one at home that could work. But I need to pay you back for this money; it wasn’t easy for you to save up, and I can’t just spend it like that." As she spoke, Huang Ling handed the money back to Song Ying.
Song Ying paused for a moment, looking at the familiar pouch of money. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt a mix of emotions but managed to smile warmly. She patted Huang Ling on the shoulder and said, "Ling Jie, you are such an honest person. Thank you for making this trip; now we don’t have to worry about getting the bike."
Time passed quietly as the family worked together and tightened their belts. The small earnings from odd jobs and money made from selling old belongings gradually accumulated like a trickling stream until the Lin family finally saved enough for a television. On that bright sunny day, Lin Wufeng was surrounded by his family’s hopeful and trusting gazes as he walked confidently toward the supply store with an envelope full of cash.
As he made his way there, his palms were slightly sweaty, and his heart raced like drums pounding in his chest. He envisioned how wonderful it would be to have the television set up in their living room, lighting up cozy evenings.
When Lin Wufeng carefully carried the brand-new television home, the small courtyard erupted with excitement. Lin Dongzhe and Suzhou bounced around like two joyful little deer, hopping around the television while eagerly touching its exterior with their tiny hands. Their eyes sparkled with wonder and disbelief as they shouted, "We really have a television now! We can watch so many fun shows!"
The news spread like wildfire; neighbors came rushing over with genuine smiles and eager curiosity. The modest living room quickly filled with people who gathered around the television as it slowly powered on. As light flickered across the screen, laughter and chatter surged like waves. All past hardships and struggles melted away in that moment under the glow of the screen and warmth of togetherness, transforming into endless anticipation for their new life and pure joy in their hearts.
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