The sunny days in the past few days have made Sijiucheng very sweltering. In addition, there was no wind today, so the house felt like a steamer early in the morning.
Chu Heng, who was sweating profusely from sleep, climbed out of bed in a hurry. He turned around and kicked off the quilt at some point. He turned sideways to face his sleeping wife and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Finally, he quietly ran to the window, opened the curtains a little, and opened the window a little wider to let the room breathe.
Immediately, he ran back to the bed, put on his big pants and vest, and gently fanned his wife with a cattail leaf fan, hoping that she would sleep a little longer.
Ni Yinghong was due to give birth in less than two months. Her belly was already very big, and her belly was very thin, shiny, and covered with black hair. Chu Heng felt scared every time he looked at it, for fear that his belly would be stretched open.
While Chu Heng fanned his wife, he looked at the bulging belly with fear. He couldn't help but think of a funeral he attended yesterday.
The daughter-in-law of one of his buddies gave birth to a baby at home because she was worried about money. Unexpectedly, she suffered a massive hemorrhage and died before she even had time to go to the hospital. What was a happy occasion turned into a funeral.
But this didn't have much impact on his buddy's mother. When Chu Heng attended the funeral yesterday, the old lady was still holding her eight-pound grandson and grinning. She even saw her little tongue.
Chu Heng didn't understand how she could laugh. They were both women, and they were all wives. Didn't they have any empathy?
"Um?"
While she was thinking wildly, Ni Yinghong suddenly had a bulge on her belly. Chu Heng stretched out his hand to cover the bulge and said, "Little guy, you'd better give birth to me honestly. If you dare to act like a monster, I won't do it."
Whip you with a big belt!”
"Whoa!"
As if she understood what he said, the bulge instantly retracted, and Ni Yinghong's belly became smooth and translucent again.
"Hmm~"
But this time also woke up Xiao Ni. She opened her eyes happily, touched her heavy belly and said, "It must be my son, he can be so noisy."
"Love is whatever it is. As long as you are good, it is better than anything." Chu Heng kissed his wife lovingly, helped her up skillfully, helped her put on clothes, and then went out to call Yang Guizhi and asked her to accompany her.
Go to the toilet.
After coming back, they quickly washed up. After breakfast, the two of them took their bags and a large net bag and went out.
The young couple planned to visit Zhang Yi at noon, who was in confinement at home. The net pockets were full of things suitable for mothers such as dates, peanuts, longans, eggs, millet, brown sugar, etc.
"Watch your step."
After Chu Heng helped Ni Yinghong slowly come out of the alley, he quickly got on the Volga and set off.
On the way, this guy kept discussing with his wife, asking her to take a few months off and then go back to work after giving birth to the child. However, this woman refused to do anything and even used Sister Feng from the pastry shop on the street as an example, saying that people have children.
The child insisted on working at work the day before, how could she be compared to that talkative woman?
This damn desire to win...
Seeing that the pillow trick was useless, Chu Heng had no choice but to give up. After sending his wife to Sanliang Store and asking Aunt Sun and others to help take care of her, he drove to the Grain Management Office first.
There is a study meeting there today, and someone from the district will come to attend and give a speech. As the main leader of the institute, he cannot be absent without excuse, even if this ghost meeting has no practical significance at all.
After Chu Heng arrived at the unit, he took advantage of the gap before the meeting to go back to the office. He called all the heads of the two departments under him and had a small meeting together to understand what was going to happen next.
After doing some work for a period of time and giving some guidance, at almost nine o'clock, a group of bosses came out of the house and went to the large conference room outside for a meeting.
After arriving at the place, Chu Heng and Dada walked to the seats in the first row of chairs facing the rostrum reserved for the leaders of the institute, and randomly chose a seat next to them to sit down.
He chatted for a while with the new deputy director Ding Antai who was sitting next door. Soon the time came to nine o'clock and this lengthy meeting officially began.
First Kant came on stage and said a few words, and then a leader who came down from the district replaced him with a thick speech script and read it out with great emotion.
Chu Heng leaned back on the chair bonelessly, crossed his legs and listened for a while before becoming drowsy. Soon he fell into a deep sleep and even snored.
Kant, who was only one seat away from him, gritted his teeth when he heard it, but he didn't dare to let out a fart. Being able to attend this meeting was already a great honor for him, so how could he dare to ask for too much?
The leader who spoke above seemed not to notice, and kept talking to himself. He had heard about this second-generation ancestor of the Sixth District Grain Management Office for a long time. The last person who showed his authority in front of this guy had already stepped on his sewing machine and started to smoke.
Well, with this lesson learned from the past, how could he dare to get angry here?
He had thought about it before he came. Today he is here to express his spirit, and he will leave as soon as he is done.
After two hours of this, the meeting finally ended.
When Kant came on stage and made a summary and announced the end of the meeting, Chu Heng, who was still sleeping soundly, opened his eyes instantly, got up and was about to walk out.
Kant quickly called him out and said with a smile: "Chu Suo, we will go to the guest house for dinner later. If you are okay, would you like to have a drink together?"
"No time."
Chu Heng left without saying a word and walked out without looking back, without giving any face.
Kant's smile froze for a moment, and he explained to the district leader next to him with some embarrassment: "Well, Chu Heng now has multiple jobs. Not only is he busy with work in the institute, but he also has errands at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Don't mind, leader.
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"Haha, those who are capable have to work harder, I understand." The leader smiled and nodded. Not only did he not mind, but he was quite happy. Without this second generation ancestor present, he could feel more relaxed.
After Chu Heng left the conference room, he saw that it was still a little early. He pondered for a moment and drove to the Qianjin Tailor Shop in Beixinqiao, intending to take a look at the homework he had left for Old Man Gao two days ago.
As the old saying goes, people are always treacherous and slippery. Gao Wenlong, this little old man, is very slippery. If you don't supervise him, he will be really careless. So Chu Heng will give him some homework every few days. If he passes the exam, he will be rich.
If you don't pass the exam, your salary will be deducted, and your enthusiasm will be mobilized instantly.
The car was speeding along, Chu Heng was blowing the wind and smoking, and soon arrived at the place.
After walking into the tailor shop, he went straight to the back room and found Gao Wenlong in front of a workbench in the northeast corner.
The old man was looking furtively at a fashion magazine. The figure on the top was a pony, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a light body. He wore a deep V pink shirt on the upper body and a blue knee-length skirt on the lower body.
Hey, hey.
The groove and the legs made the old man's blood pressure rise.
