After Hu's mother went out, Chu Heng went to the chest of drawers and took out the teapot with familiarity. Then without even looking at it, he very accurately found his favorite tea from several tea cans on the cabinet.
I opened the Longjing tea, poured some into the teapot, then poured water, put the teapot on the table, brewed it, and strolled to the inner room with my hands behind my back.
At this time, Chu Zhecheng and Hu Yaoshan had already passed by each other. The doll was lying upright on the edge of the bed, covered with a rag, and beside it were sugar cubes, stones, paper balls and other objects.
Chu Zhecheng was concentrating on poking a piece of paper on a small wooden stick and muttering: "Yaoshan, go get the washbasin. I will break the basin later when I hold my father's funeral!"
"Uh-huh!"
Hu Yaoshan nodded with admiration, turned around and went to get the washbasin. She felt that her brother Zhecheng knew a lot. He even understood the funeral process. How amazing!
The smile on Chu Heng's face froze at this moment. He looked at the things on the bed and realized that he had 'died' and that his filial son was having a funeral.
The wooden stick and note in Chu Zhecheng's hand are spiritual flags...
Tsk!
He just couldn't understand why these two little brats in the family always wanted to attend his funeral?
Just for a meal?
Chu Heng, who was about to die every three days, was so angry. Then he recalled the origin of this tradition of the Chu family, and vaguely remembered that it was probably the stupid girl Liu Hong who started it. In the beginning, she gave it to herself in order to eat.
After my funeral, I received a few beatings and became Uncle Sugar, her beloved relatives and friends. After that, Chu Zhecheng and Huniu followed the same example...
Thinking of this, Chu Heng couldn't help but think of his painting vat from the third-generation official kiln of the Qing Dynasty that Liu Hong used as a cesspool, the sapphire pen holder from the Zhengde period that was so broken that it couldn't stick to it, etc., and he felt more and more that he was related to
That girl Liu Hong is rushing.
So, looking at the two little guys who were having a great time, he simply decided to sacrifice once and let them go out. Anyway, it wasn't just once or twice, so he just signed in with the Lord of Hell in advance.
He lowered the curtain and silently retreated out. He couldn't bear to watch this scene of a loving father and a filial son. He returned to the main room and sipped tea.
Soon.
"Bang!"
The sound of a pot being thrown was heard in the house.
Then Chu Zhecheng started crying.
"Dad! Dad!"
"Ouch!" Chu Heng felt his temples throbbing, and his back molars were almost broken.
Hu's father came in from outside at this time, heard the crying inside, and asked in confusion: "Why is Chu Zhecheng still crying? Did you hit him?"
"No, I'm playing with Hu Yaoshan." Chu Heng shook his head with black lines on his head and looked at the things he was carrying, two bottles of Niulanshan, a piece of braised pork head meat, and an aluminum lunch box.
"What delicious food is in the box? Uncle Hu."
"I went to your Liuliangsuo Guest House to buy a vegetarian lion head." Father Hu said with a smile.
"You can still buy it at this price?" Chu Heng was quite surprised. After so long, Liuliangsuo's high-quality and low-priced plain lion head has already gained a reputation. It can be said that everyone in the city knows it and is a well-known person.
Praise, three pots a day are not enough to sell, basically they will be sold out around three in the afternoon.
"Hey, I'm borrowing this from you." Father Hu smiled and came to sit down, put the things on the table, picked up the teapot and poured himself tea, and said: "I happened to pass by when I was buying pork head meat.
I thought about it and asked if there was any more. When I asked, they had already sold out. I happened to meet a neighbor of yours when you lived in the courtyard. My name was Xu Damao. He knew me and knew that I was Zhengwen’s father, so he gave me four
He kept some food for me, and when we chatted later, I heard that you came to my house for dinner, saying that you didn’t need any money and that it was your treat.”
"This grandson is quite good at being a good person." Chu Heng smiled when he heard this and didn't care much. The favors that Xu Damao's grandson owed him were lost in the ocean. It was just a matter of a few cents and nothing.
Then he chatted with Hu's father for a while. Around 5:20, Hu Zhengwen and his wife came back from get off work together. Zhang Yi also carried a net bag in his hand, which was filled with bread, which was the Yili fruit produced by their unit. Bread, the market price is 38 cents, and you need 30 taels of food stamps.
Of course, as an insider, Zhang Yi definitely can't spend so much money, but it's probably not cheap either.
After the couple entered the room, Hu Zhengwen smiled honestly and asked, "When did you come? Monitor."
"It didn't take long." Chu Heng pointed to the bag and net bag at the door and said, "Those are the things I want to bring. There is also a letter inside, and all the addresses are on the letter."
"Okay, I'll take it with you tomorrow morning." Hu Zhengwen glanced at the pile of things.
"Brother Hengzi." Zhang Yi stepped forward with a smile and put the net bag in front of him: "When you leave later, take this bag of bread to Yinghong. She won't be able to eat much during confinement.
Let’s order some bread for snacks.”
"Ouch, it's a waste of money." Chu Heng smiled, picked it up and put it aside. He was not polite at all. Favors come and go, and as they go, they come back. Today he took the bread, and tomorrow he will get some more if he has the chance.
: "I want to thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law."
"Why are you so polite in this relationship? Besides, it didn't cost much. I went directly to the sales department to get it approved. It's 20 cents a piece and no tickets are required." Zhang Yi said with a smile.
"That's quite cheap." Chu Heng nodded clearly, not surprised by the huge stubble. A few years ago, Zhang Yi's family helped her move around and was transferred from the workshop to the general affairs department.
A director has a small position but holds great power, so he still has some respect in the factory.
Then Zhang Yi chatted with Chu Heng for a while, then went outside to help her mother-in-law cook.
Chu Heng and Hu Zhengwen sat in the room and started chatting, and the content basically revolved around work and family.
The three of them would not start talking about important national affairs until they were drinking for a while.
Soon the time came to around six o'clock, Hu's mother had also prepared the food, and immediately Chu Heng and Mr. Hu Zhengwen started pushing cups and changing cups.
Because he was going to Du San'er to look at the house later, Chu Heng didn't dare to drink too much. He drank half a catty of liquor and opened a bottle of beer to quench his thirst. At about half past seven, he left with his wife unwilling to leave.
Chu Zhecheng came out of Hu's house.
"Drive slowly, Tsuneko."
"I know, Aunt Hu, you guys should come back soon."
"I'll go over to see my sister-in-law in a few days, Brother Hengzi."
"Okay!"
After being sent off by the Hu family, Chu Heng and his father got in the car and left. Chu Zhecheng, who had not had enough fun with Hu Yaoshan, sat in the passenger seat with his lips pouted, tears streaming down his face, and the word "unhappiness" written all over his face.
Chu Heng, who had just finished his funeral, ignored him and stepped on the accelerator to speed through the city. After sending Erzi home, he went straight to the new basement where Du San had explored for him.
This time, the location is not outside the city, but in the Qinlao Hutong in the east city. It is a large courtyard with two entrances and belongs to public housing. Originally, there were eleven tenants living in it. Du San used some tricks to let those
The person moved elsewhere, and then asked a trustworthy person to move in, indirectly taking possession of the house, and then dug a basement under the house.
So far, this is the third basement that Du San has built for him. The first one is at Zuojiazhuang, and the second one is near Bawang Tomb.
