Chu Heng's hot pot meal consumed more than ten kilograms of mutton.
Among them, the old man alone ate almost five kilograms, and his belly was so swollen that it looked like he had been pregnant for several months, and he was not afraid of being filled to death...
"Today's meal is very comfortable. This is the first time in my old life that my old man eats mutton. It's so satisfying!" After eating the last piece of mutton in the bowl, I felt like it was in my throat.
Old Man Lian patted his belly with satisfaction, picked up half a box of Lucky Strikes on the table with a smile, lit one, and put Du Saner's lighter into his pocket.
Chu Heng stared at his round belly speechlessly, and couldn't help but said: "Director, I'm not telling you, are you a bit promising? You are so old, can you digest such old meat? Hurry up.
Yes, I'll get you two hawthorn pills."
"No need, it's hard to eat something good now. What kind of hawthorn pills should I take?" Old Man Lian waved his hand, stood up with his belly straightened out, and said, "Okay, that's it for today, I have to go back."
"I put down my chopsticks now. What are you in a hurry for? Let's drink some tea before we leave." Chu Heng quickly stood up to persuade him to stay.
"That's it, you finally come here, sit down for a while and talk with me." The deaf old lady also spoke up when she saw this.
"No, the Chinese New Year will be here in a few days, and I have a lot of things to do at home. I'll come back another day when I have time."
The old man smiled and leaned over to pinch Huniu's chubby face, then ran to Chu Zhecheng and grabbed a bird. Immediately, he saw his eyes turned cold, glanced at Chu Heng, and said: "Look at today.
For the sake of this mutton, I won’t pursue the lies you told me, but it’s just this once. If it happens again, my mother-in-law will be shameless, so don’t even think about it. I’ll hug you when the time comes.
Come on, let’s jump into the Jinshui River together!”
"I can't do it anymore, I promise I can't do it anymore." Chu Heng, who knew he was in the wrong, kept laughing.
"Huh, let's go!" The old man turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment." Only then did Chu Heng remember the TVs at home, so he stepped forward and grabbed the old man, and said to him and Du San: "I got a batch of TVs from Hong Kong Island, brand new ones, two hundred dollars.
Trinity, do you two want it?"
"No, no, no, that thing is not good for food or drink, so why do I need it?" Old Man Lian shook his head decisively. Like most people of the older generation, he values pragmatism.
Du San's eyes lit up. He had so much money now that he had no place to spend it. Hundreds or even thousands were nothing to him, so he hurriedly asked, "Master Chu, do I want two?"
"Why do you want so many?" Chu Heng asked doubtfully.
"Hey, I want to get one for my father-in-law." Du San grinned.
"Oh, you are very filial to me, okay? When you leave later, just take them with you and give the money to your sister-in-law later." Chu Heng smiled and nodded and agreed, all for him.
This filial piety.
At the same time, the old man curled up his lips and couldn't help but preach to Du San: "You kid, do you know how to live? More than two hundred is enough to sell a bicycle, why are you buying a broken TV? Find someone with that thing.
Don’t you still watch the units where the TV is on?”
"Hey." Du San didn't say anything to him, he just smiled and said nothing. There was a generation gap of three years, and there was a generation gap of ten between them. They really couldn't synchronize their ideas on some things.
And even the old man didn't bother to say anything when he saw his unrepentant look, and just said hello and left.
"Don't worry, I'll get you some Hong Kong specialties." Chu Heng stopped him again, then quickly walked to the chest of drawers to find two cloth bags, then went to the corner to pack some cigarettes from the pile of suitcases.
, wine, sugar, chocolate, badi cloth and other things were packed in two portions, and one portion was given to Old Man Lian and Du San.
"It's not a good thing, it's just something new."
"I'm not welcome." Even the old man looked at the contents of the bag, his face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, and then he walked out with a big belly under Chu Heng's greeting.
This situation and scene are very similar to the day Chu Heng invited him to a restaurant when he just crossed over.
Similarly, there is not much potential...
Not long after.
Chu Heng came back from seeing Old Man Lian off. As soon as he crossed the Moon Gate, he bumped into Du San carrying something and leaving.
"What are you going to do?" he stopped and asked.
Du San smiled and said: "I have to leave too. I have to get antennas for those two TVs when I get back."
"Then come with me."
When Chu Heng heard this, he didn't leave him alone. He turned around and led him to the room where the TV was placed, moved two TV sets out, and then helped him to the door and tied them into the back seat of the car.
After seeing Du San off, he went back to the house, coaxed the children to play for a while, and then went back to the bedroom to sleep and sober up.
It's about six o'clock in the evening.
After Ni Yinghong came back from get off work and had dinner, the couple set out again, driving to his father-in-law's house with the TV and some specialties brought back by Chu Heng.
Needless to say about the process, when the Ni family saw the TV, they were overjoyed. The sister-in-law, who was in confinement, even ran out of the confinement room to watch it, regardless of her health.
Of course, the neighbors inside and outside the courtyard where they lived were also alerted, and they all came to his house to watch the fun. During this period, Xiao Ni and Chu Heng were inevitably praised a lot.
They were said to be filial and capable, but after all, they kept repeating those few words, and the young couple's ears were already ringing in their ears, and they were basically immune to it.
The next day.
In the morning, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear and clear.
Chu Heng, who wanted to stay at home, was called out of his home by a phone call.
The caller was the old company commander Wei Chaoying. I found out that this guy had come back and he had specially organized a bureau today and called He Zishi, Guo Kai and the others to get together.
A few old comrades went to the Barbeque Wan, which started at 12 noon and ended at about 5 o'clock in the evening. They drank heavily all afternoon.
It was almost dark when they came out of the hotel, and except for Chu Heng, a drunkard, and Guo Kai, who had given up drinking, no one else spoke eloquently.
From that day on, the news that Dasheng Heng was back spread in the circle. So in the remaining days of the year before, except for one morning, he was called to the Party Committee of the Grain Bureau because he wanted to be promoted to director.
Apart from talking, he spent the rest of the day socializing around. Sometimes he had two drinks a day, and sometimes he had three or four meals a day, which almost exhausted him like a dog.
There was no way, the people who invited him to drink were all good friends, so it would be bad to refuse anyone, so he could only hold his nose and go to the banquet one by one.
Maybe this is the disadvantage of having too many friends.
In this way, the time came to January 29th unknowingly, which is the 30th day of the lunar calendar.
For some reasons, this New Year is much more deserted than before. People are cautious in everything, even carefully considering every word of the couplet, and some even don't post it at all to prevent any taboos.
Just like last year, today the food department still responded to the call with all their might, and everyone was in a hurry.
However, these have nothing to do with Chu Heng and his family. They rested as usual in their thirties, posted Spring Festival couplets as usual, and even Chu Heng bought a lot of firecrackers.
