It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"You kid is much worse now than I was back then."

Father Shen touched the armrest of the official hat chair under him, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and a hint of sigh in his sharp eyes, apparently the scene at Chu Heng's house brought back some bad memories.

"Then we have to say that, we are in the same weal and woe. Come on, you guys rest first, I'll come when I go." Chu Heng left the hall with a wry smile and called Ni Yinghong to ask her to take out the hidden money ticket. , and then took Liu Guangtian, Guo Xia and other young people to the West Court to borrow things.

Not long after, a group of people carried tables, chairs, benches, cups, warmers and other items back to the small courtyard, followed by a few neighborhood aunts who came to help and eat melons by the way.

After Chu Heng put the table he brought back, he went to his wife to get the money, and then he greeted Shang Shizhu again. The two of them rode in Father Shen's jeep to a nearby state-run restaurant to buy ingredients.

There is no way, there are too many guests at home today, at least three tables are needed to sit down, and the stock in the non-staple restaurant can't accommodate such a big banquet, so he can only make up his mind to the state-run hotel. on the body.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

The jeep turned all the way, and soon came to the front of the Victory Hotel, which was only three blocks away from Xiaolihua.

Tang Hong, the hotel manager who was reprimanding the waiter who had just finished fighting with the customer, saw the car and thought it was a big leader coming over. He hurriedly drove away the waiter with a bruised face in front of him, turned his head and trotted out of the hotel to greet him.

"bump!"

When he saw Chu Heng getting out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, the smile on Tang Hong's face froze, and he said stunned: "Director Chu? You are not..."

"I'm not what, I'm not, isn't it good to stand in front of you?"

Chu Heng walked forward with a smile, and hugged Tang Hong's shoulders familiarly, and said, "There is a distinguished guest at home today, can you help me and order something?"

Tang Hong rolled his eyes when he heard the words. Everyone went to the non-staple food store to buy vegetables and meat, but the owner in front of him was very good. He would come to him every three or five days to buy some ingredients. A good restaurant is about to become his warehouse!

But despite the complaints, Tang Hong didn't dare to force one more sentence. This is the master who can get all his homes back after being raided. Could he be able to provoke him?

"You've already spoken, why don't I agree? Let's go." With a warm smirk on his face, he quickly led Chu Heng and Sha Zhu to the back kitchen.

After a lot of selection, the two of them packed more than half of the car's things, and soon after they dropped a stack of money tickets, they flew away under Tang Hongdu's almost blue face.

After returning home, silly Zhu quickly rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, and started to get busy for the evening banquet.

Chu Heng also went to the kitchen for a circle, and after seeing that there was nothing missing, he walked back to the main room, and accompanied Mr. Liu and the others to drink tea and chat.

It didn't take long for the bald-headed group from the Grain Bureau to finally deliver something from his family.

"Chu... Director Chu, where do you put the things you see?"

The big bald head tremblingly hugged the TV and walked into the house, looking at Chu Heng with a smile on his face.

Naturally, Chu Heng would not give him a good face, so he stood up with a sullen face, raised his arms and slapped his bare head, cursing, "You bastard, even take my dog ​​food bowl. Go, haven't you seen anything good or what? You're poor and crazy!"

There was a big bald red slap print on his forehead with a headache and a straight grin, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Oh, I know I'm wrong, you don't remember the villain, just let me go."

"Snapped!"

Chu Heng didn't want to embarrass him too much, but this grandson's head feels so good, he couldn't help but slap it again, and then hummed: "Hurry up and put things back for me, remember to hit Where do you take it and put it for me, if you lose it, it's messed up, I can't kill you!"

"Alas."

The big bald head was like an amnesty, and he quickly greeted the younger brother behind him to move things in.

After being busy with all the work, after returning all the things he had collected to their original places, he dawdled back to Chu Heng under the hopeful eyes of his subordinates, and said, "That... Director Chu, everything is basically the same. Put it back, that is... just some were lost on the way back, you... look at how much it is worth, we will pay you. "

Speaking of which, the bald head was also full of anger. When he returned from Chu Heng's house, he specially instructed his brothers not to move, until the dust settled.

But there are so many people who can't keep their mouths shut, so when they go back, they will eat the things that are Shun!

Those canned food, meat, etc., it is good to say that they can be recovered with a little money, but those rare things such as abalone and sea cucumbers, where did he get them?

Therefore, he can only bite the bullet and talk about compensation.

Chu Heng is not at all out of this. There are a lot of good things in his family. In this age of lack of clothing and food, how many people can resist the temptation?

He glanced at his bald head in disgust, frowned and asked, "What's missing?"

"Eight pieces of sea cucumbers, two pieces of bird's nest, one piece of ginseng, three abalones..." The big bald head counted them one by one with his fingers.

"How can your grandson really know how to eat!" Chu Heng's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and slapped him on the head again. money."

"Five... five hundred?" The big bald head is stupid, isn't this not taking advantage of the fire, isn't it!

"Have an opinion?" Chu Heng glared at him.

"No, no, I'll go back and get the money." The big bald head hurriedly shook his head. Now that he was holding a knife in his hand, how could he dare not say a word, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Then get out." Chu Heng raised his leg and kicked again. After sending the person away, he turned around to find his own tea, and re-brewed a large pot of tea.

The Gao Mo borrowed from Uncle Zhao's house in the western courtyard was a bit unsatisfactory...

After pouring the freshly brewed tea for the big guy, the guy flipped out the chess again and challenged the old man Lian, "Director, do you dare to play two games?"

"Quit." Even Director Bird didn't bother him, so he turned his head and continued chatting with Wei Chaoying.

Since the grandson won 32 games in a row in the last game, the old man has successfully given up his addiction to chess, and he is currently focusing on fishing skills.

"I come!"

However, Mr. Liu rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward eagerly. He sat opposite Chu Heng with a golden sword and hummed, "I don't believe that I can't win against you, kid!"

"Yeah, Jingru, how did your foot hurt like this?!"

Just when Chu Heng was about to continue killing the Quartet, Xiao Ni, who was chatting with the old lady and other female relatives in the east room, suddenly exclaimed. Then ran to the East House to check the situation.

The first time he entered the house, he saw a pair of **** feet!

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