Looking at Chu Heng's back, Xu Damao was thoughtful.
Is it a coincidence?
Or who invited him here to destroy his prestige?
Otherwise, why would he have just finished talking about the group visit and then brought up the couplet? Both of these were things he had just vetoed!
After thinking for a while, he shook his head and rejected his idea.
You know, Chu Heng's current status is already different from what it used to be. To put it bluntly, he, the deputy director of the factory, is probably not even a fart in the eyes of others. How could he be so petty as this?
Come here specially for a small matter?
Maybe, it's really just a coincidence...
Xu Damao gave a bitter smile, turned back to the house, put on his coat, and hurried to the front yard. He asked him to write the couplets first, otherwise when Chu Heng came over later and heard that he was not allowed to write them again, he would not be able to keep them all.
What are your thoughts?
now.
Yan Bugui was anxiously waiting for the results at home. Sometimes he would go to the door to take a look, and then he would go to the door to take a look. He was as anxious as a male dog in heat.
"Why is there still no movement?" The old man was circling the table with his hands behind his back, and asked the little girl impatiently: "Xie Di, have you told Chu Heng?"
"I really said it, dad." Yan Jiedai looked at him helplessly: "You have asked me eight hundred times, do you bother me about that?"
"Hey, how can you, kid, talk?" The old man glared at her with a stern face, and then couldn't help but said, "Could it be that Chu Heng didn't understand? Why don't you go there again?"
"Okay, okay, why don't I go?" Yan Jiedai was really annoyed and got up to get dressed.
"Is Uncle Yan at home?"
At this moment, Xu Damao's voice came from outside the door.
The old man's face suddenly became happy, and then he turned back to his usual cautious look when faced with the scourge of Xu Damao. He bowed his waist, smiled on his face, and quickly walked over to open the door, without any sign of the toughness that he had brought in as a supporter.
"Squeak."
As the door opened, Xu Damao was seen standing in front of the door with a smile.
"Deputy Director Xu, come in the house quickly, come in the house quickly." The old man nodded and bowed to invite people into the room.
After taking a seat.
Yan Bugui dug around and took out half a box of large production from his pocket and handed it over. He asked curiously: "Did Vice Director Xu come over for business at this time?"
"Yes, something happened."
Xu Damao nodded, took the cigarette and put it aside with a look of disgust, and then said with a fake smile: "That's what happened, I just thought about it when I went back, we still have to have a visit with our group, you think this is all
This old tradition has been going on for many years, and we can't just say it's gone. As for the matter of writing couplets, you have to be brave, and everything will continue as before."
"Oh, that's really great." The old man was immediately overjoyed, and then he threw out the good words as if they were free of charge, praising the other person until he felt light-headed.
After a while, Xu Damao guessed that the meal at home would be ready soon, so he stood up and left.
"You walk slowly and come and sit down when you have time." Yanbu sent him away with a bright smile, turned around and shouted: "Monkey cubs, hurry up and bring the red paper and ink I bought some time ago!"
"What are you doing? It's time to eat." Aunt Yan poked her head out of the kitchen with a frown.
"Tsk, is eating more important than making money?" The old man glared back at her: "Our family can count on it for all the extra expenses during the Chinese New Year!"
…
In the backyard, in the house of the deaf old lady.
Dinner has already been served.
Chu Heng and Uncle Yi sat next to each other, each holding a wine cup in their hands and drinking happily.
Opposite her, Qin Jingru secretly observed her lover, silently remembering which dish he ate more and which dish he ate less. She wanted to cook him something he liked when he came back in the future.
Xiao Ni and the deaf old lady were also chatting while eating, and the focus of the topic was naturally the child. Several old people taught Ni Yinghong face-to-face instructions on some precautions during pregnancy and their experience in raising the child after birth.
"Ahhh!"
The little tiger girl who was laid down on the kang was minding her own business playing with a small tiger hanging from the ceiling on a string, with a satisfied smile on her face.
Not long ago, she finally tasted the big granary that she had longed for. Although she didn't drink any milk, and the granary still had a strong smell of smoke and a faint taste of heather, she still ate it after all.
It can be regarded as settling a worry.
No more desires!
And because there were mostly women and old people at the table, they didn't eat the meal for too long.
After Chu Heng drank two ounces of wine with Uncle Yi, he swirled two large bowls of rice and began to clear the table.
Not long after.
There was tea on the table.
Qin Jingru specially asked someone to buy the tea. It was the Keemun black tea that Chu Hengchang drank. One tael cost her one and a half yuan.
"Zi Liu!"
Chu Heng, who had just eaten and drank enough, took a sip of tea with a satisfied look on his face. He immediately tasted what it was. He looked at the busy second room outside the window with a smile and muttered to himself, "Silly girl."
"Puff puff puff!"
The little Huniu, who was held in Xiao Ni's arms, started to make a fuss. She pouted and spat at Chu Heng, her saliva splashing on his face.
"Hey, what are you doing little guy?"
Chu Heng happily wiped some saliva from his face, stretched out his hand to pick up the child, opened his mouth and kissed the little Huniu on the face, and then said self-righteously: "What? Do you want your godfather?"
Me?"
But the little Huniu was really shocked at this moment.
Immediately, she put her little face to the guy's mouth and smelled it, then turned around and stretched out her arms towards Xiao Ni.
"Better kiss me." Ni Yinghong happily took the child over.
Little Huniu dove into her arms, sniffed hard, then raised her head in disbelief, looked at Xiao Ni, then looked at Chu Heng, grinned and cried.
I'll never be with you again!
No wonder they had to feed me the food in the big granary, it turned out that they were all fed to the dogs!
…
The next day, early morning.
Today is New Year's Eve. According to the old theory, the family has to start preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner at this time. All the good things that have been saved for a whole year have to be moved out at this time.
Fried things should be fried, stewed meat should be stewed, and the aroma should be wafting all over the city.
"Hey! This year has been so boring!"
In the small courtyard of the Chu family, the couple got up from the bed with sighs and a look of reluctance on their faces.
They both go to work today.
Although they didn't want to go, the young couple had to get up after lying on the bed for a while.
Xiao Ni went to wash up. After Chu Heng finished emptying the spittoon, he went back to the house and took out the couplet he asked Yan Bugui to help write yesterday, ran outside the door and dipped it in it.
"The four seas are churning with clouds and water, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder."
The sense of age is coming!
"Should I say it or not, Old Man Yan's calligraphy skills are quite good." Chu Heng stood in front of the door and studied it for a while, then turned around and saw Uncle Zhao from the West Courtyard also coming out with a pair of coins.
The old man and the young man looked at each other and said a few dry words of good wishes that could not be written, and Chu Heng ducked into the room.
After a while.
After the couple had breakfast, they packed up their things and went out, getting ready to go to work.
Among the neighbors, most people are in a similar situation to them, and only a small number of people's units have not responded to the call.
"whispering sound!"
Chu Heng glanced at Zhao Huan at Uncle Zhao's house with envy. He was one of the few people who didn't have to go to work.
These are all people who have made no contribution to society...