After two more glasses of wine, Wuhan Hua finally couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't even have time to put down the glass in his hand. He swayed a few times and lay on the table, drunk and unconscious.
For a moment, Zhao Weiguo was the only one left who was still holding on. His eyes were blurred. He looked at Chu Heng, whose face was neither red nor white, and slumped on the chair in admiration: "I won't drink anymore. I'll have to drink again."
Come on, I’m convinced, I’m really convinced, I’ve never convinced anyone in my life, you’re the first one!”
"Can't you?" Chu Heng looked surprised: "Have you never helped my sister-in-law?"
"Can I convince her?"
Zhao Weiguo smiled coldly and was about to brag a few words when he realized that his grandson's support was not the same as his service. He immediately rolled his eyes and hummed: "Help, help every day, seven or eight times a day!"
"
"Just brag!" Chu Heng, who is particularly prosperous in this area, curled his lips when he heard this. If you say anything else, I will believe it. Why do you still do it seven or eight times? Do you have that kind of waist?
Within three days you will have a herniated disc in your waist!
"Ha ha!"
"hey-hey!"
Cen Hao and the busy middle-aged man reacted at this moment, with lewd smiles on their faces.
"Believe it or not."
Zhao Weiguo also knew that he had exaggerated a bit. He bared his teeth and smiled and did not bother with the topic anymore. He stood up unsteadily and said: "Hurry up and leave. If you don't leave, I won't be able to hold on any longer. I have to follow them."
Let’s lie here together.”
"Okay, let's go." Chu Heng immediately walked up and reached out to help him: "I'll help you out first."
"No need, I'm awake now." Zhao Weiguo wanted to save face, slapped his hand away, and walked out unsteadily.
"Be careful."
Chu Heng was worried and hurriedly followed him to protect him from behind.
Zhao Weiguo walked unsteadily in front, the landing point of each step was so unexpected, his body was like a roly-poly, constantly swaying this way and that, but never falling over.
After Chu Heng escorted him out of the restaurant with fear, he hurried back to the private room, and together with Cen Hao and others, he helped the others out and threw them into the carriage, and then drove away.
Under the command of the middle-aged man, the driver drove to Changyu's guest house.
A mediocre two-story building with a dilapidated exterior wall and even a word missing from the signboard. If a little red light doesn't shine on, no one will want to live in it.
But Chu Heng and the others had no choice.
When they came, it was a last-minute idea at the wine table. Not to mention a letter of introduction, they didn't even have a work permit. They would definitely not be received when they went to other places, so they could only make do with it here.
With the help of the guest house staff, Qin Lei, Sun Jing and others, who were as drunk as puddles of mud, were helped into the guest house room. Chu Heng and Cen Hao also returned to their rooms.
The environment of the guest house room is the same as its appearance. It is also shabby, with mottled walls and old wooden beds. Fortunately, the people in the guest house replaced the bedding with new bedding for the sake of the director, so it can still be habitable. However,
Chu Heng still disliked it.
The house smells musty, bad review.
There is a hole in the door, bad review!
There is rat droppings in the corner, bad review!
"Good."
Cen Hao looked around, but felt it was nothing, and then consciously picked up the thermos and basin in the room and went to fetch water.
Except for food, he has very low requirements in other areas, including women, who can take a few bites from both the old and the young.
Not long after, Cen Hao came back from fetching water. Chu Heng and the others washed their faces and feet, then got into bed to rest.
They had been riding the train for more than forty hours and were already a little tired. After arriving, they drank a lot of wine and were exhausted both physically and mentally. As soon as they closed and opened their eyes, it was the next day.
However, he went to bed early and woke up early. Before four o'clock, Cen Hao woke up and put on his clothes in the dark, preparing to go for morning exercise.
"Crunch!"
He was worried about waking up Chu Heng, so he tried his best not to make any noise, but the door was not strong enough, and the old door hinge was like the voice of the lady in Xiaolihua Hutong who opened the door ajar and was moaning.
Chu Heng, who was about to wake up, was immediately awakened. He opened his eyes and looked at the door. Seeing Cen Hao dressed neatly and about to go out, he asked casually: "Are you going to practice?"
"Yeah." Cen Hao responded and was about to go out and leave.
As soon as Chu Heng thought that he was full of sleep and had nothing to do, he stopped him: "Wait a minute, I will join you."
"Then hurry up." Cen Hao had to stop with a look of disgust. When he was in Hong Kong Island, he went out to exercise with Chu Heng a few times, but he was always held back by the other party, so he was very reluctant to take Chu Heng with him.
But who is the boss?
"immediately."
Chu Heng immediately got up, picked up the clothes and pants on the bed, put them on, and went to the toilet outside to urinate. The two of them came out of the guest house, discussed it again, and ran towards the beach.
At this time, the sky was bright and there were almost no people on the road. After the two of them arrived at the beach, their bodies were almost warm. They stretched their muscles and stretched out their postures, each practicing their own thing.
Cen Hao used the San Yuan Yi Qi Fist that was secretly taught by his master, while Chu Heng used the Tong Bei Fist.
"call!"
"Crack!"
After a set of punches, Cen Hao glanced at his boss who was punching and kicking at the side. He suddenly wanted to see how many Chu Hengs he could hit now, so he eagerly invited him: "Master Chu, how about a fight?"
"roll!"
Chu Heng was very confident about himself. He had a fight with Cen Hao when he first met him. He was no match for him at that time. If he hadn't used the American style Iai, he might be wearing a hat on his crotch by now.
And now, not to mention, he is addicted to beauty all day long, neglects to exercise, and his fists and kicks have long been rusty. However, Cen Hao has mastered the true teachings of Dou Lao Tao, and his kung fu is getting better and better. It is estimated that if he starts to use his hands now, he will be able to do it.
Do three moves and two moves.
"How cowardly."
Cen Hao curled his lips in disappointment and started practicing grappling again.
After a while, Chu Heng finished two sets of punches and was covered in sweat. He panted and walked aside to rest for a while. Then he began to feel bored and shouted to Cen Hao, who had just warmed up: "That's almost it.
, let’s go.”
"become."
Cen Hao rolled his eyes and put away his posture, lifted up his lapel to wipe his sweat, and walked back with Chu Heng.
Not long after, the two returned to the guest house.
By now it was getting dark, and there were already passengers having breakfast in the restaurant.
Both of them were already hungry. After returning to the room, they took something to wash up, and then hurried downstairs to the restaurant for dinner.
The guest house does not provide takeaway breakfast. The breakfast in the restaurant is only prepared for tourists, so the style is very simple, just eggs, gruel, two boxes of steamed buns with noodles, and pickles.
The two brothers were too lazy to eat outside. Each of them made a bowl of porridge, ordered eight steamed buns, two eggs, and a plate of pickles, and started eating.
"I've eaten them all."
After eating a few mouthfuls, Wuhan Hua, who had just washed up, came over. He had just experienced a hangover and couldn't see anything strange. His face was red and he felt refreshed.
After he asked the waiter for some food, he came to sit across from Chu Heng and the others, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do today, I will take you to go shopping later."
Chu Heng didn't want to be in this many pockets. Hearing this, he politely refused: "I won't go, Brother Wu, there are still a lot of things waiting at home. Today I am going to Penglai to explain the things to them, and then
I’m about to go back.”
"So urgent?" Wuhan Hua Po regretted: "I'm also thinking about getting a boat in the afternoon and let's go to the beach to fish for a while."
Um?
As soon as he heard that he was going fishing, the fisherman's gene in Chu Heng's body immediately became restless. He only hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not too urgent."
