It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"Go in and talk."

Chu Heng didn't explain anything to Widow Qian, and pushed his bicycle into the yard.

Hu Zhengwen also followed with a blushing face. Although the brothers were not here to take care of the business, their sudden entry into the rumored land of flowers and willows made him, a young man who had never even held hands, panicked.

The widow lived in a square courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles. There were three main rooms on the north side and two wing rooms on the east and west sides. There was no inverted seat on the south side. It was just a courtyard wall. Judging from the layout of the courtyard, it should have been a very elegant place.

Unfortunately, it has become tattered now, the doors and windows are rotten, the bricks and tiles are broken, and even the pomegranate tree in the center of the courtyard has died.

Chu Heng looked at the yard regretfully, and he secretly cast his heart on it. If this yard was handed over to him, he would definitely make it better than before.

"Come in, it's very cold outside."

Widow Qian greeted the two of them with a smile, and twisted her bloated body towards the slightly open north front room.

As an old driver who is often one-stop, Chu Heng calmly followed him into the house with his hands behind his back.

Hu Zhengwen lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the widow. He followed behind the old monitor like a little ostrich.

After a few people entered the house, Widow Qian took off her shoes and went on the heated kang next to the west wall, and immediately patted the edges of her kang enthusiastically: "This kang has just been burned, but it's hot, sit down."

Chu Heng took a few steps forward, sat down in front of her, then reached out and touched his satchel, to take out the money ticket prepared in advance.

Unexpectedly, Widow Qian fell on the kang with a bang, and stretched out her hand to untie her trousers. Eight hairs."

What does it have to do with physique? How can such words come out of your old driver's mouth?

Chu Heng was a little unhappy, and hurriedly stopped Qian Widow's dangerous actions. If he took it off, it would be 404. By then, everyone would be done playing together!

"Sister, stop, stop, our brothers are not here for this."

Widow Qian froze for a while, lying there tilted her head to look at him, staring angrily: "Why did you come running to me if you didn't think about it? You're playing cymbals!"

Bai is happy!

Standing on the side, Hu Zhengwen secretly glanced at the widow whose trousers were down below the waist. Her little heart was thumping, like Chu Heng's first romantic appearance back then.

"Send money."

The big dog owner took out 50 yuan and 20 catties of fine grain ticket from his satchel, and slapped it on the heated kang arrogantly.

Seeing the money ticket, Widow Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, she sat up with a "flip", took the money ticket and carefully checked the amount. She was happy at first, then surprised.

The old lady only paid 50 cents for a job, this kid gave 50 in one go, what is this for?

Before she could ask her question, Chu Heng whispered to her ear and explained it.

After a while, Widow Qian looked at him in astonishment when she understood: "That's all?"

"Yes." Chu Heng smiled and nodded.

"Give it back when you're done?" She looked at the handsome boy in front of her like an idiot. Isn't this money too easy to take?

"As long as it's done, I won't let you down, and I can give you two more pounds of meat." Chu Heng took out his cigarette, squinted at the widow, and threatened, "But you talkin'. But you have to take care of it, only the three of us know about this matter today, if there is a fourth person to know, you will not only be guilty of a false accusation, but our brothers will not spare you."

"I'll take this job!"

Widow Qian patted her sagging **** loudly, and repeatedly assured: "I'm very tight, so don't worry."

"That's it, don't pick up the job today, wait for us to come over at home, and you'll get paid in person."

Chu Heng instructed her, got up and took Hu Zhengwen to leave her house quickly.

…

The sky tonight is a bit overcast, with no moon or stars. It was already dark before seven o'clock, and I couldn't reach my fingers.

Some people who save money turn off the lights early and start a small show before going to bed.

At this time, the drunken Luo Yang and his group were walking on the road. They were talking and laughing loudly as if there was no one else around, and they would whistle a few times when they met a beautiful girl. Proud hey hey burst of cheap laughs.

I don't even know how to laugh there!

There were seven of them in total. Luo Yang, a son of a cadre, took the lead proudly, followed by three tall, short and fat dog-legs. Little Fox and other "Buddhas" who could not stand on the stage followed. Judging from the formation, even the dog-legs Not as good.

The dim lights on the street pulled their shadows long, like a group of evil spirits crawling with their teeth and claws.

After these people walked for a while, a figure with Xiangfeng lowered its head and hurriedly walked out of an alley next to it, and slammed into Luo Yang's arms, and immediately heard the man's tender and painful cry: "Aiya."

Luo Yang was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the soft body in his arms, and the fragrant scent lingered on the tip of his nose.

In the blink of an eye, when this grandson had a plan, he howled as if he had been killed for a thousand years, and fell backwards while holding the man in his arms, his two claws were scrambling around. The man was groping, but he didn't let go of the rear buttocks, but he really took advantage of it!

When he fell down completely, the person in his arms met his eyes, and he could also see the appearance of the person in his arms.

This woman looks like she is forty or fifty years old. Her snow-white face is covered with fine folds. The most striking thing is her green front teeth, which are still shining under the light!

This person is not someone else, but a widow who recognizes money but does not recognize people!

"Fuck me!"

Luo Yang hurriedly pushed her away, scrambling to stand up, calling out to the little brothers who wanted to help him up and running: "Go, go!"

"Don't run away, bastard!" Widow Qian sat on the ground pretending to be fake, and scolded her with crossed eyebrows: "You still dare to be a hooligan when you don't have all the hair, and when the old lady catches you bastards, I will send you to the police station!"

When they were far away, Widow Qian patted her **** and got up, trotting into the alley she just came out of.

Chu Heng was hiding in the darkness with his arms in his arms.

She stepped forward with a small step, spread her palm as if offering a treasure, revealing the two buttons in her palm: "The thing that was pulled from the grandson's body is too cruel, and it hurts my buttocks."

"good."

Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, and then added: "We still have the original plan. You go to the police station and wait. When you see that grandson passing by, you can go to report the crime."

"Okay, I'll go right now." Widow Qian put away her buttons, walked out of the alley happily, and went straight to the police station. She was quite motivated.

Chu Heng also followed her out and followed Luo Yang's departure direction.

After walking for about five minutes, Hu Zhengwen suddenly came out of an alley and stopped him.

"Squad leader, people are inside."