When the time entered May, Chu Heng began to become nervous.
He only remembered that it was May, but he didn't know which day it was, so he was living on tenterhooks every day. He stayed by his wife's side almost twenty-four hours a day, always preparing to trick her into running away.
He has already thought of the route.
When it came time to run away, he would first divert to Tianjin, and then take a boat to Hong Kong Island.
If he could survive, he would set up camp, if he couldn't survive, he would randomly choose a place like Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, and Japan. If he couldn't survive, he would have to go back and forth to the Mexico-US border to do some tips on how to make a fortune, and save the country through a curve.
But what he never expected was that he stayed up from the beginning of the month to the end of the month and didn't even hear a single sound!
He almost drove him crazy!
If the names of several heroes in the newspaper were not very familiar, he would have doubted whether he had traveled to a parallel world.
It's night, in the large courtyard, at the Chu family's house.
"Chu Heng, wash your feet."
Nervously, Miss Ni came to the man with a basin of warm water and squatted down in front of him. She carefully took off his shoes and socks and soaked the soles of his feet in the warm water.
She was really frightened by the torment!
Chu Heng has been in a particularly manic mood recently, and the one who feels this most intuitively is Ni Yinghong, well, quite deeply!
What bastard said there was no plowed land?
This is absolute bullshit, I tell you!
No matter how good the land is, it cannot help but be plowed day and night!
This is a history of blood and tears shared by an anonymous lady surnamed Ni.
"Crack!"
While washing his feet, Chu Heng suddenly took out a small black gun from his crotch...pants pocket. He saw that he moved like lightning, quickly dismantling the gun into a pile of parts like a butterfly through flowers, and then
Then I picked up the cotton cloth on the table, dipped it in some oil, wiped it gently and maintained it.
The second uncle got this gun for him at the beginning of the month. There are two guns in total, one for him and one for his wife, both with certificates.
From then on, he basically couldn't leave her, and every day after returning home from get off work, he would take his wife to the shooting range outside the city to practice marksmanship. Of course, he mainly let Ni Yinghong practice.
A person like him who came down from the battlefield has long been fed with bullets. With his eyes closed, he can blast a Japanese enemy's head from eight hundred miles away...
Miss Ni suddenly felt helpless when she saw the man playing with a broken gun again: "What are you doing with it at night?"
"You have to clean your gun frequently, otherwise what will you do if you end up lying down when you need to use it?"
Chu Heng paused for a moment, then continued: "Take out yours later and I'll wipe it for you."
"Um."
"Don't be idle, wipe mine too."
"Why don't you wipe it like that?"
"I meant the other one."
"oh."
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The morning light is faint.
The young couple had just finished breakfast and were cleaning up the house when Qin Jingru suddenly ran over.
The girl found Ni Yinghong with a sad face, pointed to the buttonhole that finally collapsed on the chest of her work clothes and said: "Sister-in-law, do you have buttons like this? I lost the button when I was getting dressed in the morning, and I couldn't find it anywhere.
See."
"Yes, I'll find it for you." Ni Yinghong took a look at the style of the buttons, walked to the chest of drawers, and pulled out a sewing box and a small bag of buttons she had collected. spanstyle>谷/spanstyle>
She took her things and walked to the Eight Immortals table and sat down. She poured out the buttons from the bag and waved to the girl: "Come here and let me sew it for you. The buttons on your clothes are not sewn correctly and are not strong at all."
"Thank you, sister-in-law." Qin Jingru instantly relaxed her frown, took small steps to the Eight Immortals table, quickly took off her coat and handed it over.
"You have to do this, do this, do this again..."
Ni Yinghong is very experienced in sewing buttons. She helped with sewing while teaching, and in a short time she had buttoned and reinforced the entire row of clothes.
Finally, she glanced at the patched floral cotton shirt on Qin Jingru's body. She frowned and said funnyly: "Aren't the buttons on your shirt about to fall off? Take off a piece of it and sew it up quickly, otherwise you'll have to wait.
It would be really embarrassing if it were dropped."
"Hey, I didn't pay attention." Qin Jingru smiled stupidly and raised her hand to unbutton her clothes. Then she paused again and turned to glance at Chu who was sitting on the recliner and watching the situation from the sidelines.
someone.
Underneath her shirt was a cotton vest that only partially covered her breasts.
Ni Yinghong understood immediately, smiled and said to the man: "Chu Heng, please go out for a while, Jingru needs to change clothes."
"well."
Chu Heng smacked his lips in disappointment, stood up and wandered to the door, taking out his cigarettes and smoking them one after another.
"I haven't gone to work yet, brother." Liu Guangtian, who was about to go to work, came out of the central courtyard at this time. When he saw Chu Heng, he ran over and planned to smoke a cigarette before leaving.
He is now the number one loser under Director Chu, and Shi Chang comes here to eat and drink.
"Let's go now, I'm waiting for your sister-in-law."
Chu Heng threw him a cigarette and chatted with him for a while.
After finishing smoking a cigarette, Ni Yinghong was finished and walked out of the house with Qin Jingru who had re-strengthened the seal.
"Let's go, go to work." Chu Heng stamped out the cigarette butt, waved his hand to Liu Guangtian coolly, turned around, pushed out the car, and slowly walked out of the courtyard.
Not long after he went out to ride, he suddenly saw several young people, all dressed in military green clothes, with richly colored cuffs on their arms, and an unconcealable arrogance and madness in their expressions.
Chu Heng's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously walked in next to his wife, and quickly passed by those people.
After the young couple arrived at the unit, Ni Yinghong ran to the office to clean up without realizing it, while he stood at the door with a sullen face, watching a few kids who would appear on the street from time to time.
Is it finally here?
After being nervous for a long time, he suddenly stopped panicking and became extremely calm, even a little expectant.
As time passed by, the aunties also arrived one after another.
Soon the morning tea party started.
Chu Heng secretly stood aside and listened, hoping to get something he wanted from the mouth of the No. 1 intelligence organization in the Four-Nine Cities.
The aunts didn't chat for long, and soon he heard a piece of news.
Last night, a teacher in a school made a mistake and was locked up by someone.
"call."
Chu Heng exhaled heavily, wiped himself and returned to the office, slumping down on the chair, dazed.
Ni Yinghong glanced at it without asking any questions. She made the man a cup of tea and went about her own business.
After a while, Miss Ni suddenly stood up and turned to leave the office.
Chu Heng came to his senses and asked quickly: "What are you going to do?"
"If you don't want to go outside, I'll go find Aunt Han to reconcile the accounts." Ni Yinghong looked at the overly nervous man with a dumbfounded look. He has always been like this recently. As long as he leaves the grain store, he will follow him. He even has to stay outside when going to the toilet. What else can he say?
There are many gangsters now, and I am afraid that she will be in danger.
The girl was not stupid. She didn't believe a word of this excuse. She knew that the man seemed to be hiding something in his heart, but he didn't want to say it, so she pretended not to notice it and didn't ask.