The next morning, the old lady made a lavish breakfast for the family. After they finished eating, it was time for everyone to head out—some to work, some to school.
However, when they left, those heading to work and school all piled onto a single bicycle.
"See? I told you buying that other bicycle was a waste. One is more than enough for the two of you to ride to work. Even if you have a child later, there's still room in the front..."
"Grandma, there's no room in the front! I'm here, there's no room!" Xiao Hu poked his head out and waved at his grandmother behind them, reminding her not to forget him. He was sitting on the crossbar. 'He had it all figured out,' he thought. 'I have to be on my best behavior so this crossbar throne becomes my exclusive seat from now on.'
"Just sit still and shut your mouth!" Cut off by her grandson, the old lady fumed.
