C83 Framed

After hanging up the phone, Hsiao Lin got up and went out.

"Mom, I used to ride a bicycle when I was in school. Where did you throw it?"

Hsiao's mother, who was making breakfast, was confused. "Don't you have a bicycle?"

"The glass of my bicycle is broken. I will go to work on my bicycle."

"That won't do. You're already a big boss. It's so cheap to ride a bike. Take a taxi