Chapter 64: Who stole my bike?

　　 When Li Xiaomeng heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It seems to be hey! Yingying, you mean the cousin deliberately treats me nicely, but actually wants to make me fat and bad?"

　　 "Is it right? You should think about it and judge by yourself." Fu Yingying replied, the reminder has been reminded, and the others don't want to say too much, after all, it is Li Xiaomeng's family affairs.

　　 Li Xiaomeng nodded, "I wrote it down, Yingying."

　　 As for how Li Xiaomeng went home and told his family, that was Li Xiaomeng's business, and Fu Yingying couldn't manage that much.

　　Haha, tomorrow Friday, after two classes tomorrow afternoon, school will be over at three o'clock and you can go home.

　　 At the thought of this, Fu Yingying was excited and missed her mother.

On Friday this day, every subject teacher will assign homework after class. Fu Yingwei uses the time for his noon nap to write homework, plus two self-study classes in the afternoon. The homework for several homework has been done, and all of them are on the desk. Lock the small lock in the drawer.

　　 When Fu Yingying returned home, the schoolbag was empty, and he didn't pack anything. It would be of great use when he returned to school on Sunday.

　　 It’s just that the good mood didn’t last too long. She came to the place where she parked her bike and found her bike was missing...

　　 Yes, it's gone.

　　 Maybe someone else saw her bike as new and stole it.

　　 Ha ha, it’s just her bike, so easy to steal, so I don’t have to mix it up in the future.

　　 There is a mark she made on it, as long as she is still in this city, she can find it. So Fu Yingying followed her feelings and came to a second-hand bicycle shop with her bicycle inside.

　　 Fu Yingying is a child. What's more, no matter how her bike came here, but it is now on sale, she went up to grab it, she would break the law, even though it was her own bike.

　　 Go to the police?

　　 Forget it, after calling the police, she couldn't ride her bicycle home for a while, so she sat on the curb to find a way.

　　 Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind, and then took out the workbook and pencil from the inner compartment of the school bag, and drew a lot of weird runes on the work paper. After finishing the painting, Fu Yingying tore it off and went to the second-hand car shop and said, "Boss, how much is that bicycle?"

"Five hundred and six!" The bicycle owner is a middle-aged man in his forties, named Tang Jianguo. He has a bit of outlets in both black and white, so he opened this bicycle shop. There are new cars, but most of them are second-hand bicycles. The used car is still very new.

　　 "It's a bit expensive, even if it's new, it's a second-hand car. It's not brand new anymore. How about three hundred yuan?" Fu Yingying bargained with Tang Jianguo.

　　 Tang Jianguo looked at Fu Yingying, "You are just a child, are you rich? Can you be the master?"

　　 Fu Yingying took out the worksheet full of runes from his bag, "Of course I can be the master, I only give it 300 yuan, can I sell it?"

　　 Tang Jianguo was taken aback when seeing Fu Yingying put out so much money.

　　 only three hundred yuan?

　　 proves that this little girl has more than 300 yuan in her hand.

　　 "Four hundred and five, I won't sell it for one cent." Tang Jianguo lowered the price, "This is a new car, let me tell you, this bicycle, I rode it once."

　　 actually knew that the bicycle was only ridden once, which proved that this person should know the origin of the bicycle.

　　 Fu Yingying frowned, "Four hundred yuan!"

　　 "Four hundred and three!"

　　 "Four hundred and one, it's the price. I'll leave if I don't sell it." Fu Yingying said the price was going to leave, and didn't want to bargain.