A crescent moon hangs high, like a piece of warm jade hook, exuding soft light, and the stars flicker on and off, like pearls and broken gold. The city is brightly lit, quiet and lonely.
The hustle and bustle of the day is completely gone.
At half past ten at night, Du San Xiaoyuan.
"Wow!"
Chu Heng, who was holding a cigarette with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, pushed away the mahjong in front of him, raised his wrist and looked at the time. Seeing that it was almost up, he threw the five or six yuan in his hand that he had not finished losing on the table.
He stood up and greeted other people in the room: "It's getting late, let's go."
"Thank you Master Chu for the reward!"
Although Han Xu's eyes were not very good, his hands were not slow at all. He grabbed the money he threw on the table and put it into his arms. He stood up happily and followed him out.
"You, you, you... give, give, give..."
Jiang Keba, who lost more than two yuan, hurriedly chased after him, trying to recover his loss.
A few moments.
A group of more than a dozen men came out of the courtyard. After Chu Heng asked one person to notify the Han family next door, he walked towards his Volga with Du San and his two arms. The other men swarmed towards the door.
two old large trucks.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Soon, several cars started up one after another, and the deafening roar filled the night sky.
Chu Heng was sitting in the car, smoking a cigarette, his expression a little complicated.
After tonight, he will lose another good friend in this city!
Although he has many friends, there are not many that he can really get along with and hang out with, and it just so happens that Qingyuan is one of them.
When the old man was in the city, he didn't feel anything. Now that he was about to leave suddenly, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
After a group of people waited outside for a while, the Han family, who had been prepared for a long time, came out of the house with their meager belongings, and then got into the carriage of one of the large trucks together. Han Yunwen didn't know yet.
What's going on, my little nephew is still shouting and screaming happily because he can get in the car.
Chu Heng looked back and saw that everyone was getting into the car, so he quickly put the gear into gear and drove the car quickly. Two large trucks followed closely behind. The bright yellow lights on the front of the truck and the roar of the engine made them seem like two roaring filial piety.
There are endless beasts running through the night.
I walked in a hurry for more than forty minutes.
Several cars drove into Banchang Alley one after another and stopped in front of the house.
As soon as they parked the car, the family of men, women, and children who had been waiting in the back room at the door opened the door and walked out of the courtyard.
The old lady with a pair of three-inch golden lotus flowers was supported by Na Dongzhen. Among the remaining people, except for a few daughters-in-law of the family who were holding children, everyone else had something in their hands.
"bump!"
Chu Heng hurriedly opened the car door and got out, quickly came to the old man, reached out to pick up a big box he was carrying, and asked at the same time: "Is there any more in the yard?"
"No, that's all. Keep everything simple when you're away from home." The old man handed the box to him, looked back at the old house that had witnessed his grandeur for most of his life, and sighed dejectedly, like an old dog that had lost its home.
Normally, with his back bent, holding the wooden box containing all the family's savings, he limped toward the two large trucks with his family.
Taking advantage of the time to load luggage in the car, Chu Heng called Han Yunwen and Han's father over, introduced them to each other, and said to Qingyuan: "Master, Uncle Han and his family will be entrusted to you to take care of them."
"That's easy to say." Qingyuan smiled with a self-deprecating look on his face and reached out to pat Han's father on the arm: "We are both from the far end of the world and we are fellow villagers, so naturally we have to help each other."
"Brother is right." Father Han handed over a cigarette with a flattering expression. When the old man arrived, there was someone to help him, so their family most likely relied on others, so they naturally had to build a good relationship.
A few people exchanged some polite words.
The door of the large courtyard next door suddenly opened, and an old man walked out in a hurry.
This old man looked to be around seventy years old, with a pale face and silver hair. His name was Zhang Datong, and he was an eunuch from the former Qing Dynasty.
The Qianlong seal that the old man gave to Chu Heng before was obtained from him.
"It's time to leave, sir."
Zhang Datong came to Qingyuan, holding his old friend's hand with a sigh on his face, but his voice was not as shrill as on TV, but very loud and full of energy: "Remember to write a letter when you get there, I wish you all the way.
Fair wind.”
"For your good advice, Mr. Zhang, please always take care of your health. If I come back one day, we guys will get drunk and rest!" Na Qingyuan shook his hand vigorously.
"That master!"
At this time, people in the alley came out of the darkness one after another to say goodbye, including men and women. They were all old friends of the old man for many years, and some even knew him since they were wearing crotchless pants.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen old people gathered in front of the house, each of them saying "take care" with sentimental faces.
Chu Heng saw that there was still enough time, so he did not rush them. These people are not young, the youngest is almost sixty, and the older ones are even over eighty. For some of them, they
This separation from that old man may last a lifetime.
So, let them talk for a while.
"Chu Heng, come here, I have something to tell you."
After watching quietly for a while, Han Yunwen suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Heng's sleeve, pulling him toward the open courtyard door.
"What's going on?" Chu Heng followed with confusion.
Han Yunwen didn't say anything, she just pulled him inside without saying a word.
After the two of them entered the courtyard and stopped at a corner that was out of sight of outsiders, Han Yunwen turned around, staring at Chu Heng with two bright eyes in the darkness, and her bare chest rose and fell rapidly.
, telling her inner peace.
Chu Heng felt his heart tremble at the sight of her, and couldn't help but ask: "No, what on earth are you..."
Before he could finish his words, Han Yunwen suddenly rushed forward unexpectedly, quickly stretched out her arms to hug his head, pulled him down hard, stepped on her feet and kissed him fiercely.
"Hmm~!"
This woman was quite strong. Chu Heng struggled for a few times before pushing her away. He licked his burning lips and felt a touch of fishy sweetness blooming on his tongue. He immediately became angry and glared at the girl angrily:
"Is there something wrong with you? You're trying to be a hooligan, you know? I'm so speechless, how am I going to explain it to my wife when I get home?"
"I'm yours!"
Han Yunwen smiled, her white teeth shining brightly in the moonlight, and she quickly ran out.
"There's something wrong!"
Chu Heng frowned, spat blood-stained saliva on the ground, turned around and walked out, just in time to see Han Yunwen get into the compartment of a truck.
He gave those thin buttocks a hard look, then turned to Volga, took out the bag of things Ni Yinghong had given the old man from the back seat, and then walked back to the group of old people who were still talking.
, handed the things to Na Qingyuan, and said with a smile: "Master, my wife brought this to you. There is food and medicine in it. There are not many things, so don't dislike it."
"Yinghong is determined."
Qingyuan took the things and was extremely moved. He smiled and said, "You have found a good wife."
"You don't have to say that, my wife is the best in the world." Chu Heng grinned, and then urged: "Okay, sir, it's getting late, you should set off."
"good!"
Na Qingyuan nodded, clasped his fists at the old people around him, and said with a free and easy expression: "Brothers and sisters, we have met in the mountains and rivers, and we are destined to see you again!"
After saying this, he took his things and got into the car as his old friend said goodbye.
"Master, if you come back in the future and you can't see me anymore, remember to bring two bottles of good wine to my grave to see me!"