After listening to Luo Yang's narration, Luo Zhengrong's face darkened.
"Nonsense!"
He was so angry that he slammed the table, glared at his son and yelled: "Didn't I tell you that when you go to the new unit, you have to go to work and don't worry about other things? Why are you teasing him when you have nothing to do?"
Seeing his father getting angry, Luo Yang shivered in fright and explained in a low voice: "I was just playing around with him..."
"Don't be careless with me. I don't know what you are thinking?"
Luo Zhengrong said with a cold face: "Go back to work and don't make such trouble for me again, do you understand?"
"Then...then my beating was in vain?" Luo Yang pointed to the slap marks on his face and looked at him unwillingly.
"Get out!"
Luo Zhengrong ignored him and picked up the pen to continue reviewing and approving the applications sent from below.
Luo Yang, who knew his father's temper well, stopped pestering him and left with his hands on his face.
When he left, Luo Zhengrong felt relieved with a headache, closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, thinking about how to pave the way for this good-for-nothing son.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but complain about the tigress at home.
How much has this son spoiled her!
As long as he has some potential, I won’t worry so much!
……
Without Luo Yang's troubles, the grain store has returned to its former orderly state.
Ni Yinghong can finally work with peace of mind and no longer has to worry about dealing with that annoying fly.
Sun Mei and others also breathed a long sigh of relief. That second-generation ancestor who didn't know shit was really annoying to me. He didn't work or talk, and he also liked to give random orders.
But Chu Hengke suffered.
The grandson messed up the account he was about to settle, and he had no choice but to recalculate it. It was a waste of time and tired, don't you think it's irritating.
By the time he finished finishing the ledger, it was time to get off work, and there was no way to take inventory.
"You deserve to be beaten." Chu Heng packed up his things angrily, picked up his bag and went out to get off work.
After riding home, he started to get busy.
He didn't light the stove this morning, let alone turn off the fire. At this time, the room was as cold as an ice cellar.
Chu Heng first lit the fire, and then went to get food after the room got a little warmer.
After a while, the aroma of rice wafted from his house.
Opposite his house lived the third uncle Yan Shuzhai, and at the moment the whole family was eating steamed buns with gusto.
"Brother Hengzi's family is making rice again." The little girl Yan Jiedi sniffed hard, swallowed her saliva and asked the third uncle: "Dad, when will our family be able to eat a meal of fine grains?"
The third uncle took a bite of the steamed bun, rolled his eyes at his daughter, shook his head and said, "You silly girl, this meal of fine grain can be exchanged for two meals of coarse grain. What's wrong with saving money? There's no calculation at all. You don't care about the coarse grain.
It’s still fine grains, as long as you can eat enough.”
His daughter-in-law Yu Li curled her lips with a headache when she heard this, and had nothing to say to this extremely stingy father-in-law.
During the Chinese New Year, you have to share some peanuts. I’ve never seen anyone like this!
At this moment, Chu Heng was busy happily.
He bought a lot of things at Pigeon Market in the morning, and the food at home was much richer.
In the evening, he planned to make two dishes, one fried bacon with mushrooms and one fried eggs with green onions.
Keep it simple.
It didn't take him long to prepare the ingredients.
The fungus and mushrooms have been foamed, and the last remaining bacon has been sliced into thin slices. There are four beaten eggs in the big bowl, and only the green onions from the cellar have not been taken out.
Seeing that the rice was not yet steamed, Chu Heng calmly lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before putting on his cotton-padded jacket and going outside.
As soon as he left the house, he saw Widow Qin leading a girl out. She looked pretty good, fair and clean, with big clear eyes, but she had a rustic air about her that needed to be reduced.<
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Although Chu Heng didn't want to offend Widow Qin, a scheming bitch, people from this neighborhood had to say hello when they met. He smiled and waved his hand: "Sister Qin is going out? Who is this girl? I haven't seen her before."
Qin Huairu stopped when she heard the sound. Even wearing cotton clothes could not hide her plump body. She smiled with a crooked eyebrow and said: "My sister Qin Jingru lives in the village below. She came back to our hospital for the first time. It happened to be a movie in our factory.
, I’ll take her to have a look.”
Chu Heng raised his eyebrows, looked again at Qin Jingru, whose appearance was slightly different from that in the TV series, and said casually: "Your sister is not like the ones in the village. Many girls in the city are not as beautiful as her."
Qin Jingru, who was praised, blinked her big eyes happily and secretly looked at the tall and handsome Chu Heng, feeling a little moved.
Girls these days all like strong and strong men, and no one likes sissies.
Chu Heng is not only tall and strong, but also good-looking, which just fits their aesthetic concept.
"You are really good at talking. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go watch a movie." Qin Huairu smiled charmingly and pulled her sister out of the courtyard.
After walking not far, Qin Jingru couldn't help but ask her sister: "Sister, who is that person? He's really good-looking."
Who is Qin Huairu? As an old fox who has been playing Liaozhai for several years, she still can't guess what her sister is thinking. She rolled her eyes at her sister and said: "Quickly stop this thought, people don't like you, a country girl.
”
Qin Jingru was unhappy when she heard this: "How do you know that he doesn't like me? Just now he said that I am no worse than the girls in the city."
"You said some nice words and you took them seriously."
Qin Huairu said angrily: "I am a cadre, my salary is more than forty yuan a month, I have two rooms by myself without parents, what kind of wife are I looking for? As for you, you are a rustic?"
Country girl?"
When Qin Jingru heard that Chu Heng's family conditions were so good, she was immediately speechless.
Yes, not only is she good-looking, but she also earns a lot, so how could she possibly fall in love with a little country girl like me?
She thought with inferiority complex.
Chu Heng didn't know that just because of a few casual words, someone would covet his body.
At this moment, he was enjoying a sumptuous dinner.
The fire in the stove is raging, and the room is as warm as spring.
There are meals on the sturdy dining table, including golden eggs, fragrant bacon, and snow-white rice.
In order to achieve nutritional balance, he also luxuriously opened a bottle of canned peaches that can cure all diseases.
Chu Heng took a sip of wine and a bite of food, and what he ate was delicious.
As for those little brats lying outside the window drooling, he pretended not to see them at all.
"This guy is really rich. He has been eating meat for two days." The third uncle, who was about to go out to watch a movie, glanced at Chu Heng's house with envy, sniffed hard, and exclaimed: "Good guy, and
Erguotou!"
He looked back thoughtfully and walked out of the courtyard with his eyes rolling, not knowing what he was planning.
Since he was alone, Chu Heng did not drink too much and finished dinner quickly.
I didn’t finish everything, there was some rice and vegetables left.
He made this on purpose, just to save it for lunch at work tomorrow.
In fact, based on his conditions, it would be no problem to go to restaurants every day.
But if you do this, you will definitely offend people.
By then, there will be rumors all over the street that he is a prodigal and cannot live a good life, so it will be difficult to find a wife.
