After Xiao Wenjing came in with Yang Guizhi, she saw Chu Heng playing with a pile of wood pieces and asked curiously: "What are you busy with, Comrade Chu Heng?"
"Make some 尜er for the child." Chu Heng put down the things with a smile, stood up and greeted: "Sit down quickly."
"This wood is quite good." Xiao Wenjing smiled and sat down.
"Sister Wenjing, what have you been busy with recently? I haven't been here for a while." Ni Yinghong, who was knitting a sweater, put down the knitting needles in her hand and walked over with a smile.
"I'm busy with work. I had a lesson with Comrade Chu Heng last time. I'll digest it as soon as I get back." Xiao Wenjing hurriedly opened the satchel in her hand and took out a sealed can bottle filled with a
The purple viscous object in the bottle: "My friend Nanyun brought me some royal jelly. It was a bit too much and I couldn't finish it, so I brought you some. This stuff is quite tonic and good for pregnant women."
"Oh, this is too expensive for you, doesn't it cost a lot of money? I can't take it, I don't want it." Xiao Ni quickly declined.
"It's not worth much. It's all produced by their company, so you can just keep it with peace of mind." Xiao Wenjing smiled sweetly, looked at her bulging belly, and said: "While the baby is not yet born, you can take more supplements.
I still have strength even when I'm down."
"Then...thank you, Sister Wen Jing." Ni Yinghong smiled and sat next to her, and the two held hands and chatted about home affairs.
Yang Guizhi made a pot of tea, washed some fruits and left.
Chu Heng picked up the piece of wood again and continued to make the knots one by one.
After a while, he sharpened one end of the wood section that was more than half in his hand, and then punched a groove with iron beads on the wood tip. Then he sharpened and polished other uneven places.
, then he put down the wood and looked up at Xiao Wenjing, who was chatting absentmindedly with Ni Yinghong.
Obviously, she had something to do when she came here this time, and she didn't just come to deliver some royal jelly.
Chu Heng curled his lips and asked proactively: "Comrade Wen Jing came here today for something, right?"
"It's something." Xiao Wenjing smiled sheepishly, opened the bag again, took out a brand new aluminum lunch box and opened it, revealing a black lump that looked like it was half full of dirt and had a bumpy appearance, and said:
"I would like to trouble you to see if this is the black truffle you mentioned?"
Little Ni Beier, who had just received someone else's things, was generous. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Hey, it's no trouble. He is currently suspended from work at home and has nothing to do. What do you want to say?"
"Suspension?" Xiao Wenjing was stunned and looked at Chu Heng. She was extremely surprised. Is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs crazy or something? They actually suspended this God of Wealth!
Or, did you commit some serious problem?
"Don't talk about it." Chu Heng didn't want to mention it, so he took the lunch box, picked up a piece of it, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
Oops!
It tastes like this!
It's like rotten leaves and has the fragrance of heather...
"That's right, this is it." Chu Heng frowned and put the thing back with a look of disgust on his face. It was so disgusting!
"Are you sure it's really this?" Xiao Wenjing put aside the matter of his suspension for the time being, and frowned: "But the taste of this thing is not very good. How can foreigners like to eat it? Comparing the price to gold?"
"That's right, everyone has their own love for radish and cabbage. It's just like bean juice. Some people love it to death, and some people vomit after one sip." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"What does it smell like?" Ni Yinghong curiously took a piece and put it in front of her straight and fair nose, smelled it, and then put it back as if she had touched a snake or scorpion. Her pretty face instantly turned bright red, and her expression was quite strange.
This smell...is too unseemly!
Foreigners actually like to eat this stuff. Is there something wrong with it?
"What a bad smell!"
"I don't think it smells good either." Xiao Wenjing also blushed.
"Haha!" Chu Heng chuckled a few times, picked up the lid of the lunch box and closed it, saying: "Actually, if you want to know whether foreigners like it, it's very simple. Just go to the embassy and find a few people there to try.
Come on."
"I've thought about this method, but... I'm a little worried. If I meet someone who doesn't like it, they think I'm teasing them..." She said with concern.
"You're thinking too much. You're just asking them about things. What can you do? You're taking those foreign devils too seriously." Chu Heng shook his head speechlessly, thinking that he had nothing to do.
So he said: "Well, let's do it this way. It just so happens that I have nothing to do. I'll lead you to find some foreign devils to try."
"That's okay." Xiao Wenjing's eyes lit up and she automatically ignored the impolite words in his words. She had long sensed that this man was full of aggression and had a disdain for many things.
of arrogance.
"Then wait a minute, I'll clean it up and then we can leave." Chu Heng said, taking the 尜尯 he had cut out earlier, and placing it upside down on the table, with the pointed end facing up. He also brought an iron bead and placed it on top of the cut out
On the groove, I grabbed a hammer and tapped it a few times, smashing the beads into the groove.
Then he tried it again and found it to be quite solid, so he handed it to Chu Zhecheng, who had been waiting eagerly for a while: "Take it and play with it."
"Uh-huh."
Chu Zhecheng took it with excitement, went to dig out the rope whip, turned around and ran out of the house to find a place to play.
Then Chu Heng pulled the remaining pieces together and stuffed them into the chest of drawers, saving them for later when he came back. Then he greeted Xiao Wenjing, "Let's go, Comrade Wenjing."
"Sigh." Xiao Wenjing stood up hurriedly and said to Ni Yinghong: "Then I'll leave first, Yinghong. I'll come back another day when I have time."
"I wish you a happy new year." Xiao Ni held the table with both hands and tried to get up with difficulty.
"Hey, please sit down quickly, don't be polite, let's go." Xiao Wenjing hurriedly stepped forward and pushed her back, then waved goodbye, hurriedly picked up the box of black truffles and followed Chu Heng out of the main room.
After coming out of the courtyard, Xiao Wenjing walked towards her bicycle naturally. Chu Heng saw this and smiled and said: "Leave the bicycle here, you sit in my car, I will pull you back when you are done."
"That's troublesome."
Xiao Wenjing stopped being polite, smiled, opened the car door, and got into the back seat.
Chu Heng quickly started the car and drove towards the outside of Banchang Alley.
In the back seat, Xiao Wenjing sat on the comfortable seat and looked around, curiously asking: "Comrade Chu Heng, is this the car you won back from that Ambassador Mao Zi?"
"Yes." Chu Heng smiled and nodded.
"This car feels different from the Volga here. It's comfortable to sit in and not too bumpy." Xiao Wenjing touched the soft seat under her buttocks.
"This car has been modified. Except for three major parts, it is basically not the original." Chu Heng smacked his lips and couldn't help but think of the Ocean Horse that he once went to enjoy the spring with him in the countryside.
He and Dalia used to communicate from time to time, but since the relationship between the two parties became tense, they also lost contact. I don't know what is going on with the two women now.
