The two girls worked together, and since they were using a large stove, the pot heated up quickly and the food was ready quickly.
After the food was served for the two of them, Chu Heng opened a bottle of red wine on the spur of the moment, but was rejected by the deaf old lady.
"You silly boy, you have to open this wine in advance and wake up before it tastes good."
The old lady happily ate the scrambled eggs. She picked up a glass cup and put it in front of her. She urged Chu Heng: "Pour some for me, madam. I haven't drunk red wine in years and I almost forgot what it tastes like."
"Tsk."
After two consecutive visits to Versailles, Chu Heng became curious about the old man's past. He picked up the bottle and gave the old lady half a glass, and asked with a smile: "Old lady, what did you do before?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The old man remained silent. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He nodded and commented, "Well, it's not bad. It's not astringent and the aroma is quite strong."
"That's right. This is from foreign countries."
Chu Heng turned around and went to pour wine for the other two people. Miss Ni didn't care. She drank red wine often. Qin Jingru was a little embarrassed. The girl hadn't drank since she was a child. She was afraid of making a fool of herself after drinking too much. She had a bitter look on her face.
Said: "I...I don't know how to drink."
"It's okay, this wine isn't intoxicating. Just drink a little and give it a try." Ni Yinghong smiled and took her wine glass over and asked Chu Heng to pour it.
Qin Jingru could only accept it helplessly: "Okay."
After a while, Chu Heng poured the wine, then picked up the wine glass and began to say: "Today is the day when Jingru regains a new life. I hope you forget yesterday's troubles and embrace a better tomorrow with a new attitude. Come on."
, let’s touch one!”
"I will be fine!" Qin Jingru suddenly felt excited and her eyes were red. She took a deep look at the people on the table and remembered their faces firmly in her heart. She immediately picked up the wine glass and clinked it with everyone.
After a moment, he raised his white chin and poured all the bright red wine in the glass into his mouth.
“Massive!”
When Chu Heng saw this, he quickly poured it on him again.
Ni Yinghong didn't act like her, she just took a small sip. After putting down the wine glass, she turned to Qin Jingru and asked, "How is it? Does it taste good?"
"It's sour and tastes pretty good." Qin Jingru smacked her lips, surprisingly liking it.
Several people continued to exchange cups, but not long after drinking, the deaf old lady stopped drinking. She ate a bowl of rice and asked Chu Heng to send it back.
After all, as I get older, drinking too much wine is not good, so just have a drink and taste it.
When Chu Heng came back from the old lady's house, there was one more person in the house. Yu Li, a big-bellied woman, heard that his house was very lively, so she ran over and was sitting aside chatting with the two girls.
The two of them didn't leave the table. They were drinking and chatting with their wine glasses in their hands, chattering lively.
"Yu Li is here." Chu Heng said hello with a smile, walked back to the table and sat down. He drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, picked up the rice bowl and handed it to Ni Yinghong: "Here is a bowl of rice."
He found it boring to drink with women, so he planned to finish dinner early and go to old man Lian's house to play chess.
This guy always eats quickly. After finishing three bowls of rice, he quickly put on his clothes and rolled out, leaving space for these ladies.
When Chu Heng arrived at Director Lian's house, the old man had just finished eating and was sitting at the door of the house holding an enamel jar, drinking tea.
"Is that why you're here?" Old Man Lian squinted at the handsome guy who walked in empty-handed, with a look of disgust on his face, as if he were looking at a pile of dog shit that could be seen everywhere on the street.
The smile on Chu Heng's face froze for an instant, and he screamed that he was careless. Then he saw his eyes dripping. He put his hand into his clothes and pulled out a palm-sized tea cake like a magic trick.
This was given to him last month by someone who was looking for him to do something. He didn't like drinking black tea, so he threw it into the warehouse to eat ashes. Today, he just put it to good use.
"Look what you said, can I come empty-handed?" Chu Heng came up with a smile, put the tea cake in the old man's hand, and said with a small mouth: "This is southern black tea, I am not willing to drink it.
, I have kept it for you."
"Well, I guess you are interested!" The old man bumped the heavy tea cake with satisfaction, and instantly smiled. He couldn't wait to hold the guy's hand, stood up and walked into the house: "Come on, come on, let me try it on you, kid."
How are your chess skills?"
He has never met anyone willing to play chess with him during this period, but he is frustrated.
"Why don't you try me? Just don't cry when you lose!"
This was exactly what Chu Heng wanted to do. After being away for so long, he felt itchy and unbearable, so he rolled up his sleeves and got on board with great pride.
After being apart for a long time, the young man and the old man finally got into the car again. It was like manna met with dew after a long drought, and firewood met with fire. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting each other back and forth, and they could not tell the difference for a while.
They continued to have sex like this until eight o'clock in the night, when the two of them dispersed angrily, still unfinished.
They couldn't break up anymore. The two of them were noisy and noisy so much that the children in the next room couldn't sleep and cried indiscriminately. Chu Heng was shameless and too embarrassed to bother her anymore, so he had to agree to fight another day.
It was also unfortunate that as soon as he came out of Old Man Lian's house, it started to rain lightly.
The raindrops were as thin as cow hairs, pattering and fluttering, as lingering as the shy love of a twenty-eight girl, casting a poetic and picturesque atmosphere on this dark forty-nine city.
It's a pity that Chu Heng couldn't appreciate this artistic conception at this moment. He had everything in his warehouse, except for umbrellas and raincoats.
Now he was like a blown-out donkey, cursing and running madly on his bicycle towards home. The cold wind carried the cold rain and whizzed into his neck, making him shiver with cold.
No one is as embarrassed as a dog.
More than ten minutes later, he finally arrived home.
Little Miss Ni was lying on the window looking out with a worried face. When she saw that the man had finally come back, she quickly ran out of the house with an umbrella and took him into her home.
When Chu Heng entered the room, he quickly took off his wet clothes. After a few brushings, he was completely naked. He jumped into the bed, holding his arms and shivering.
"Drink some hot water quickly to warm yourself up." Ni Yinghong brought him a cup of hot water at this time.
"The weather was fine when we left, but suddenly it started to rain!" Chu Heng quickly took it and drank it hard. After a while, it calmed down. He glanced at the wet clothes he was holding.
Ni Yinghong, who was hanging on the clothesline in the room, saw her flushed face and asked with a smile: "Hey, I see you don't drink less like this? When did you leave?"
"It was past seven o'clock. Then I opened another bottle of wine. At the end of the drink, Jingru was still crying. It made me feel bad." Ni Yinghong hung up her clothes a few times, wiped herself and went to the footbath to wash the man's feet.
water.
Chu Heng sighed after hearing this and said: "It's really pitiful. If you have nothing to do, chat with her more. After a month or two, when she adapts to her current life, nothing will happen to her."
"You don't need to tell me that I can do it. I like her quite a lot. She's not mean-spirited and is sincere."
At this time, Ni Yinghong brought the footbath to the bedside and put it down. After wiping herself, she brought a pony over and said to the man: "Here, wash your feet."
"call!"
Chu Heng lifted the quilt and sat up, naturally inserting his feet into the basin. The warm touch made him hum: "Oh~!"
Ni Yinghong gently kneaded his feet, raised her head, and then raised her head again. Her pretty face, which was already a little red after drinking, became even more rosy, and her clear eyes turned into a pool of spring water, revealing a bone-melting tenderness.
Chu Heng looked down at the girl, narrowed his eyes, and said in a mean tone: "How about a slap in the face?"