In the blink of an eye, it was the third day after Chu Heng returned from Macau, and it was also the day when he was about to leave for home.
It's about ten o'clock in the morning.
Chu Heng, Cen Hao, Dou Laodao, and Han Xu, whose eyes had recovered a lot, arrived at Kai Tak Airport and prepared to board a flight to Java Island to transfer back.
No one was notified of their departure this time, and the only people who came to see them off were Han Yunwen and the hotel's senior management.
In front of the security checkpoint.
Han Yunwen, who was about to be separated from her lover, was reluctant to leave. She held Chu Heng's hand tightly with tears in her eyes and refused to let go.
"Don't cry, it's not good for the child." Chu Heng gently wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and whispered softly: "Take care of yourself, take care of the child, don't be too tired at work, and learn to leave things to your subordinates.
Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, I will rush over to accompany you before the baby is born.”
"Well, I'll wait for you." Han Yunwen pursed her lips, took a few deep breaths, and tried not to cry.
"Okay, it's almost time, we have to leave." Chu Heng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, hugged her gently again, and then separated from her. He led Cen Hao and others through the security checkpoint and walked back three times.
Enter the first class lounge.
Not long after, a plane soared into the sky, and after more than five hours of flight, it arrived in Bandung, Java Island.
Then Chu Heng and the four of them immediately disguised themselves, took the plane again and returned to Hong Kong Island at around 11 o'clock at night. Then the four of them rested for the night at the hotel they had booked in advance, and took their big brother with them early the next morning.
Bao Xiaobao rushed to Xinhua News Agency.
As early as the date for returning to China was set, Chu Heng contacted Xinhua News Agency and agreed to return with a return group that temporarily changed the time today.
After the four people came over, Chu Heng went to find the president, whom he knew first and second time, bumped into each other, exchanged a few words with each other briefly, and got on the bus parked at the door.
At almost nine o'clock, the bus started slowly. It was a bumpy journey without any twists and turns, and it went smoothly through the port to the mainland.
After a group of people got off the bus, Dou Laodao stamped his feet with a comfortable smile on his face and said, "It's better to go home. I feel at ease."
"You're right, tilting your head is not as good as being at home." Han Xu nodded with deep sympathy.
"I think that's better." Cen Hao, who was singing almost every night there, muttered.
"If you think it's okay, go back." Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and quickly called them to go and get checked.
This time, Chu Heng did not receive the special reception and transfer transfer treatment he received last time.
After the four people were inspected, they took a dilapidated bus to the airport with some people in the returning group who were qualified to fly.
When they arrived at the place, they took the opportunity to take off the makeup on their faces, then went to deal with the air tickets, and finally set off from Yangcheng Airport at around 2 p.m.
…
In late October, late autumn and early winter, the leaves in Sijiu City were already falling, the cold wind was howling, and everything seemed to be withering.
"It's so cold!"
At about seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was pitch black. Chu Heng, who suddenly returned to Forty-Nine City from the warm spring of Hong Kong Island, couldn't help but shiver. Then he rubbed his hands vigorously, tightened his tight clothes, and then
I followed the crowd and picked up my luggage, then took a minibus prepared by the airport and headed towards the city of Sijiucheng.
There were quite a lot of people in the car. Except for Chu Heng and a few special ones, the group of cadres and guys who were also at the department level were packed like a can, without even a place to stand.
Because Dou Laodao was older, someone showed his style and offered him a seat. Han Xu, who was wearing sunglasses, also pretended to be blind and got a seat. Chu Heng and Cen Hao stood in the aisle and swayed with other people.
I almost squeezed out the Maotai I drank on the plane.
After a bumpy ride, the minibus soon arrived near Han Xu's home.
"Excuse me, I'm here!"
Han Xu quickly stood up, said hello to Chu Heng and the others, got out of the car, took his two suitcases from the luggage rack on the roof of the car, and ran excitedly towards home.
Seeing him walking swiftly, the middle-aged man in the car who gave him his seat finally realized what he was doing and said angrily: "Hey, I dare you to pretend that your grandson is blind! He's not a thing anymore."
As he spoke, he glanced at Chu Heng and Cen Hao. He could clearly see Heng and Han Xu greeting these two guys just now.
The two brothers also felt embarrassed and lowered their heads as if they didn't see it.
After a while, the car also arrived at Jiaodaokou South Street. Chu Heng hurriedly asked the driver to stop near Banchang Hutong, then said goodbye to Cen Hao and his apprentice, and got out of the car.
After he picked up his luggage, the car drove away.
Chu Heng stood on the street, looking at the six large suitcases at his feet and began to worry.
Three of these suitcases were given by Lou Xiao'e, two were for him to pack the gifts he bought, and one was taken with him when he left. None of them are light. He definitely won't be able to carry them back. So put them here.
He was afraid of being stolen when calling someone, and there were a lot of people on the street now, so he didn't dare to put things into the warehouse blatantly.
So, Chu Heng had no choice but to light up a cigarette and wait on the street, hoping to meet an acquaintance to help him.
He was not made to wait too long. Before he could finish smoking a cigarette, he saw a neighbor from the next courtyard walking towards him. It was the old eunuch of the former Qing Dynasty, Zhang Datong.
"Man, what are you doing at night?" Chu Heng hurriedly took out his cigarette to say hello.
"I've eaten enough, let's take a walk." Zhang Datong took the cigarette, glanced at the luggage under his feet, and said with a smile: "You just came back?"
"Yes, I just got off the car." Chu Heng said hurriedly: "Uncle Zhang, you also saw that I have too many things to carry. If you are a little tired, help me look at the box. I will call the two of them."
"Fuck it, it's a small matter. I can't lose anything here." Zhang Datong agreed happily.
"Okay."
Chu Heng turned around and ran into Banchang Alley not far away. After a while, he arrived at the door of his house. Looking at the vermilion door, he felt a burning sensation in his heart as he had been away from home for more than a month. He turned around and walked diagonally across the street.
Outside the small courtyard, just as he was about to kick the door open to ask someone to come out, he saw several heads protruding from the wall, using a flashlight to slap him in the face.
"It's Master Chu who's back!"
When they saw it was Chu Heng, the people who were on guard duty today hurriedly turned off their flashlights, yelled again and ran out of the courtyard happily.
"When did you come back, Master Chu."
Several men surrounded Chu Heng.
"We just arrived. I'm not here. How are you at home?" Chu Heng took out his cigarette and spread it around.
A man smiled and said: "It's nothing serious, it's just that Sister Fengchun fell in love again a few days ago."
"That's bullshit." Chu Heng curled his lips. With Duan Fengchun's temperament, it's strange that his partner can succeed.
At this time, a group of people ran out of the courtyard like crazy.
"Master Chu!"
"You are back, Master Chu."
"Didn't you bring any specialties this time?"
In addition to Xiaoma, Mavericks and other people who are permanently stationed here, Zou Guo, who was beaten to death by Chu Heng because of his mistakes before, is also among them.
Chu Heng greeted him around, glanced at Zou Guo, and said, "Why are you here, kid?"
Zou Guo, who looked like an iron tower, had a flattering smile on his face that was very inconsistent with his image: "Hey, there is nothing to do. I am thinking that I have nothing to do. Why don't I come to look after your home and care for you, and use your spare energy?
."
"Oh, then you should take a good look at it." Chu Heng glanced at this guy and ignored him. He turned to greet everyone: "Come here and come with me to carry your luggage."
"I'm going!"
"Together, together."
Everyone knew that they could get some specialties by following him, and no one wanted to stay. A crowd of people crowded around Chu Heng and walked towards the entrance of the alley.
