It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Silly Zhu gets more and more unpleasant the more he thinks about it after he gets home.

On the one hand, he has seen the older children since childhood, and on the other hand, there are brothers who have a good relationship with each other. How does this make him feel good?

After lying on the bed for a long time, he finally got up, went out and called Widow Qin out for a while, and then went to the front yard amid Qin Huairu's self-blame.

Chu Heng was stewing the meat at this time, frying the three-layered meat with three layers of sugar-colored five flowers, tumbling in the pot, exuding a tempting aroma, and many people in the greedy courtyard secretly swallowed their saliva.

After Silly Zhu entered the room, he shouted again: "You guys have enough food, you eat meat every day."

Chu Heng smiled and took out the cigarette, handed it over, and warmly invited: "It's better to catch up early, let's eat here, just in time for the two of us to have a drink together."

"If you don't let me, I won't take it away either." Silly Zhu stepped forward unceremoniously, pouted at the meat in the pot, and said with disgust on his face: "I said, this is a good thing to let You screwed up, looking at the sugar-colored stir-fry, it's better than you to give a dog a piece of cake."

This mouth is really bad.

Chu Heng rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Can I compare with you as a cook? Don't eat it if you don't like it."

"I have to come back, otherwise it will be really bad." Shazhu grabbed the spatula, and after tugging in the pot a few times, turned around and left Chu Heng's house, and quickly ran back to see him from his arms I took out a packet of white powder and sprinkled it into it.

In an instant, the aroma of the meat in the pot became stronger, and the scorched rock candy smell was also concealed.

"It's done, let's wait and eat." He smiled and clapped his hands, lit a cigarette and sat beside Chu Heng, hesitated for a moment, then took out five yuan and put it on the table: "Brother, this is your money. Take it, the egg thing is over."

Chu Heng glanced at the money, but didn't touch it. He asked with a strange smile, "What's the matter, you and Widow Qin fell asleep? Tell your brother, is it moisturizing?"

"What nonsense are you talking about. Where is it?" Silly Zhu glared at him and said in a different way, "Co-author, you know what's going on."

"I'm not stupid, but who else is that **** like Bang Terrier?"

Chu Heng snorted coldly and took a deep breath: "I just don't have any evidence, otherwise I'll have to send him to the police station."

"No, he's still a child." Silly Zhu quickly persuaded him, for fear that if he really went to the police station, the child would be ruined.

"What happened to the child? If you make a mistake, you have to be responsible."

Chu Heng flicked the cigarette ashes, took the wine bottle next to him and opened it. Each person poured a glass and brought a plate of peanuts: "Don't talk about this, the dishes will have to wait for a while, so let's drink it first."

After the two alcoholics chewed peanuts and drank two taels of wine, the meat in the pot became better. Then they each held a bowl of rice and devoured all the vegetables and rice.

After sending the silly column away, Chu Heng listened to the radio next to the stove again, and when it was almost time, he got into the bed.

At night, he dreamed of Qin Huairu and severely punished the little widow who was not strict with her son.

The next day.

Chu Heng woke up on time, changed his pants in embarrassment, and walked out of the courtyard in the dark.

I don't know how he got it. He has been wearing shorts for a while.

Especially when the company saw Ni Yinghong, he respected people several times a day!

I have to say, that little girl is really greedy. Not only does she look good, but she also has a terrifying figure.

It's a pity that the woman's defense is too strong, and it's too difficult to chase without giving him a chance to flirt.

Today, Chu Heng doesn't plan to go to Deshengmen. When he was chatting with the nearby vendors yesterday, he learned of a bigger pigeon market, located outside Chaoyangmen, and he planned to visit.

In less than half an hour, he arrived at the place.

At first glance, this scale is indeed much stronger than the pigeon market in Deshengmen. After Chu Heng put away his bicycle, those who were familiar with the road brought things and started to set up a stall.

The more people he sells, the faster he sells, and what he sells is all the food that is in short supply. After a while, the little things he brought were snapped up.

When the tossing reached seven o'clock, he sold it at a rate of over 200 yuan, nearly double the price at Deshengmen!

"I'm making a lot of money today."

Chu Heng smiled and collected the money, and strolled around the market.

There are a lot of good things, chicken, fish, meat and eggs are all available for sale, and the ticket sellers are also very fat. He turned around and got more than ten Maotai tickets alone. Canned tickets, milk powder tickets and so on are in short supply. something more.

Just to buy these tickets, he spent a small forty yuan, plus some tight food, he spent more than 80 yuan!

After scavenging the goods from the market, Chu Heng left straight away, but instead of going to the unit, he went to the street office.

He hadn't picked up his bills for this month. He thought that there were too many people when he received the bills two days ago. Yesterday, he specially informed the old man Lian, and he will come to the street for a while tonight to collect the tickets.

The whole way was swift and fast, and it didn't take a while to reach the place.

Because before he got to work, he went to the nearby breakfast shop to eat something.

He was very comfortable eating a bowl of hot soy milk and three golden crispy fried dough sticks.

After I had enough food and drink, the street office also went to work.

Chu Heng walked over with his documents and walked out with a lot of tickets in a short while.

There are food stamps, meat stamps, vegetable stamps, cloth stamps, and even an industrial roll. This is a good thing, but Chu Heng is not lacking. Even the old man has a lot of industrial stamps that are useless. .

After stuffing all kinds of tickets into the warehouse space, Chu Heng rode back to the grain store.

Luo Yang came to work today, because he was punched, UU reading www. uukanshu. com's half-swollen old Gao looks funny.

Seeing Chu Heng entering the room, this guy's eyes were all red, but he still didn't dare to fart out.

Yesterday's beating was enough to convince him. It made him fully understand the difference in the strength of the two sides, and he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

Chu Hengli ignored him, said a few words to the people in the store, and said hello to Ni Yinghong naturally, and went back to the office for tea.

Sun Mei's aunts' eyes were poisonous, and Luo Yang's reaction immediately saw the unusualness in them.

The sisters looked at each other and were very excited.

There is another melon to eat!

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Today's grain store is very lively, and there are often girls and boys from the cotton mill running around.

Everyone wanted to see what kind of person Chu Heng was, how handsome he was, and even asked Han Yunwen, the flower of the factory, to wait for him for a year!

The aunts in the store became very excited. As the witnesses who witnessed everything, they immediately became the focus of people, spitting about what happened yesterday.

Chu Heng didn't know this at all. It was time to settle accounts and drink tea.

But when he came out to chat with his colleagues after lunch as usual, he also learned about his fame at this time.

"A sin!"

Chu Heng sighed and leaned against the cabinet. Now he regrets agreeing to the old man Lian to go on a blind date. Wouldn't this cause trouble for himself!

"Bring me thirty catties of stick noodles."

Just when he was thinking about how to minimize the impact of this incident, a familiar voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Chu Heng raised his head and saw a pair of dead fish eyes, and his body suddenly shook.

The person here is none other than the grandson of the non-staple restaurant!