Chu Heng got up and sent Jiang Fanghao to the door of the courtyard. He gave some instructions at the door before turning back to the courtyard.
When he walked into the main room, Du San was still holding the stack of manuscripts that Chu Heng had brushed down and looking at them with relish.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he quickly raised his head, stood up hurriedly, walked to Chu Heng in a few steps, pushed the manuscript in his hand over, pointed to a word on it and asked: "Master Chu, what do you pronounce this word?"
"
"Hui." Chu Heng rolled his eyes and said.
"Regret?" Du San asked quickly.
"The word you asked about is called dim! It means half-dark but not dark, hazy." Chu Heng said angrily.
"oh oh."
Du San nodded suddenly, sat down with the manuscript in his arms, and continued to read in a daze.
"I can't stand reading this kind of crappy manuscript." Chu Heng curled his lips, picked up the teapot on the table, walked to the Arhat's bed and sat down, turned on the radio, and drank tea leisurely and listened to music.
After a while, the little tiger girl who had just snatched the bird from her younger brother Chu Zhecheng ran in jumping up and down. She held her two little hands together and came to Chu Heng like a treasure. She raised her hands high and winked.
With big eyes and a sweet voice, he shouted: "Daddy, eat!"
"Oh, good!"
Chu Heng bent down with a smile, smacked his mouth on her empty little hand, and showed an exaggerated expression of exclamation: "It smells so good!"
"Giggle!"
Seeing that his godfather liked it, Xiaorouduanzi also laughed happily, and then he hurriedly took Chu Heng's hand, went to the courtyard together, and asked him to play with him on the swing.
This is a little game that the father and daughter play every day. Hu Niu grabs the bird and feeds it to her godfather. In return, Chu Heng has to play with her for a while. Both the older one and the younger one enjoy it.
It’s just a bit bitter. Chu Zhecheng...
The father and daughter played on the swings in the courtyard for a while, and played football for a while. After about half an hour, Du San, who had finished reading the manuscript, scratched his head and scratched his head. He came out of the room with the manuscript in his hand and said anxiously:
"Master Chu, where is the one at the back? Where did the one at the back go?"
He had just seen that the protagonist Harry Potter relied on the magic fruits obtained from the Forbidden Forest to improve his realm to a level that was far beyond that of the geniuses of the same period. He was about to become a late level wizard, surpassing the second grade.
Most of the little wizards suddenly disappeared in the follow-up!
It felt as if he was halfway through playing a game with his wife, and suddenly a relative came to visit and interrupted him, not to mention feeling depressed.
Chu Heng kicked the ball away with a light kick. When Huniu ran over to pick up the ball, he looked back at Du San, who looked like a drug addict who was about to finish, and said speechlessly: "The follow-up hasn't been written yet.
, you have to wait a little longer to see."
"It's not written?" Du San was immediately disappointed, and then asked hurriedly: "Then what can be written?"
"That's not certain. It's the same thing in one or two months, and it's the same thing in three or four months." Chu Heng shook his head.
"So long!"
When Du San heard this, his face fell, his head drooped, and he sighed again and again, his whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost.
"Look at your aggressive nature."
Chu Heng burst out laughing when he saw this, but he quite understood how this guy felt.
I remember that when he first came into contact with online literature when he was in school, he looked like this. He even spent two whole nights reading a thick book without eating or sleeping, and even asked his girlfriend to go to a small hotel to find it.
All the secret agents were rejected.
The most irritating thing was that the book was never finished. He was so angry that he read out all the eighteen generations of the author's ancestors and greeted him. He was still reading about it for several days.
"Hey, if I had known earlier, I would have stopped reading. Why did you just stop reading it?" Du San looked down at the thick manuscript in his hand, but felt that it was really thin, not enough to read, not enough to read at all!
"Okay, stop nagging."
Chu Heng glanced at the watch on his wrist and saw that it was almost noon, so he gave Huniu a piece of candy and asked her to go back to the house to play with the deaf old lady. Then he called Du San and left together.
soon.
The two of them came out of the courtyard, got in the car and left together.
When passing by the phone booth, Chu Heng stopped, got out of the car and informed Han Xu, Jiang Keba, An Rongyuan and other six Vajras to make an appointment to meet at Shaguoju for a team building.
After he finished the call, paid the money and left, Old Man Wen put away the money, looked at Volga who was leaving, and whispered to an old neighbor next to him: "Hey, Lao Shi, let me tell you, Chu
Heng Jin'er got into trouble, he killed one of his wife's birds!"
"Hey, his little Ni is very curious about those birds. Isn't he going to blow up the temple?"
"Does this need to be said? Just listen, there will be a quarrel at his house tonight!"
"Hey! We have to listen to this excitement!"
…
In the evening, the setting sun is like blood, and the north wind is like a knife.
At noon, after having a heavy drink with Du San and the others, Chu Heng, who had been playing cards all afternoon, ran into the courtyard from outside shivering.
It is early spring now, and it is warm and cold at first. When the sun shines at noon, it is quite warm. When the sun disappears at night, the temperature is twice as low.
Chu Heng, who was not wearing thick clothes, ran into the backyard with his arms crossed. He did not go to the main room to join in the fun. He went straight back to the bedroom, got into bed, and wrapped himself tightly in quilt.
"Hiss, it's colder than winter today!"
He wrapped himself up like a maggot, pupated on the bed a few times, found a comfortable position, and was about to take a nap when the door was suddenly pushed open by someone!
"Bang!"
The door hit the wall hard, making a loud noise, and then Ni Yinghong walked in aggressively, with her hands on her waist, her embroidered eyebrows raised, she came to the bed angrily, and shouted softly: "Chu Heng! Get up!
!”
"Ah? What's wrong?"
Chu Heng hurriedly started to do it. He looked at his wife with a sullen expression and felt uneasy in his heart, secretly guessing that something had been revealed to him.
"You have the nerve to ask?" Ni Yinghong gritted her teeth: "Tell me! How did my thrush die?"
When he heard about this, he immediately screamed secretly, knowing that his wife must have known about it, otherwise she wouldn't be so angry. He didn't make any excuses, scratched his head with a smile, and said truthfully: "This is my fault, I was free that day.
When everything was fine, I took Hu Niu to play in the bird house. She liked those thrushes very much and said they made nice calls, so I caught one out for her to play with..."
The more Ni Yinghong listened, the angrier she became. Her towering chest rose and fell violently. This time, not to mention her toes, she couldn't even see the distance of a palm in front of her toes.
After Chu Heng finished speaking, her eyes were red and she almost cried: "You still have the nerve to laugh, do you know how much I like that thrush? It makes me feel so bad!"
"Hey, don't cry. I just asked Du San to get one for you today, and it's already a good match." Chu Heng quickly hugged his wife to comfort her.
Ni Yinghong broke away from him with force and raised her peach blossom eyes: "Just get one more and it's over? Do you think it's clothes? If it's broken, just change it into another one?"
Chu Heng said with a bitter face: "Hey, don't be angry, okay? I know I was wrong, and I promise I will never touch those birds of yours again."
"No, I must punish you!" Ni Yinghong, who had lost her beloved thing, said incredulously.
"Chengchengcheng, as long as you don't get angry, anything will happen." Chu Heng said hurriedly.
"Then you are not allowed to go fishing in the first half of today!"
"No, it's not necessary, is it? This is my hobby, wife!"
