Not long after Du San and Yi Zhonghai left, the fishing friend who had borrowed Chu Heng’s bicycle rushed back.
Today he still received a lot of goods, and he brought back a large cart full of goods. This is another small fortune.
Chu Heng glanced at the catches on the car. He had not touched a fishing rod for several days and felt itchy for a moment. He walked forward with a smile, touched this and looked at that, with a look of envy on his face.
: "We haven't caught much fish today. We'll have to sell it for a few bucks to send it to the recycling department."
"Thank you!" As soon as the money was mentioned, the fishing friend smiled from ear to ear. He quickly threw the key to him, then pointed at the fish in the car and said: "Pick a few of them, and don't be polite to me."
"Then I won't be polite." Chu Heng walked around the car, took out four or five smaller fish from the car, and said with a smile: "I just want to treat you tonight, so I'll take advantage of you.
Already."
He planned to make a random fish stew and serve it to Si Zhu in the evening, which would save trouble and be delicious.
"But don't say that. Without your car, I wouldn't be able to get these..." The fishing friend unloaded the remaining fish from the car with a smile on his face. After chatting with him for a few more words, he took the fish with him.
I rushed to the recycling department with the heavy harvest.
The cheerful expression and cheerful pace are like a deer rushing home for dinner.
Chu Heng watched his fishing friends go away, then carried the fish back to the shop.
The aunts were chattering about the big things between Silly Zhu and Xu Damao. When they saw him coming in with a fish, they suddenly remembered that their director had not gone fishing for several days!
This is not possible, this!
This kid finally did something reliable, but we can't let him go back to his previous state of being a street kid.
The aunts made eye contact, and finally chose Aunt Sun, the oldest and most prestigious, to come forward to wake up the lost lamb.
"I said, Xiao Chu." Sun Mei called Chu Heng seemingly casually, and asked him with a smile: "Why haven't I seen you fishing in the past two days? Are you tired of playing? This is..."
"Hey, there's nothing boring about fishing. I have something to do these two days, so I'll go when I have free time." Chu Heng didn't know what they were thinking, so he just said it and returned to the office with the fish in hand.
When it was almost five o'clock, Du San came back on his bicycle carrying the sick Si Zhu.
This guy's current condition doesn't look good. His eyes are empty, his expression is gloomy, and he has a droopy donkey face, like a cynical and resentful creature.
As soon as they entered the office, Du San artistically processed his experience in the steel rolling mill and told it to his boss with great joy: "Master Chu, you are so proud. I will mention your name to the security department of the steel rolling mill.
, that section chief didn’t even dare to fart one more time, so he let me go without any hesitation, and even gave me a pack of cigarettes as a gift, but I didn’t ask for it, and we don’t lack these things, so we can’t do it because of this.
It’s ruined your reputation, isn’t it?”
Who doesn’t like to hear nice words?
This flattery is so cool!
"Oh, you are talking nonsense again. How can I have any face? They only let me go because of my uncle Li's face." Chu Heng smiled reservedly and artificially, stood up immediately, took the pestle and stood at the door.
Silly Zhu came into the room and sat down, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhuzhu, I won't say more. I will arrange a meal in the evening. Let's get drunk and solve all our worries. Do you think so?"
Since ancient times, emotional wounds have been the hardest to heal. Even if others try to persuade you, it will be useless. You have to work it out on your own.
Well, if I have my heart, I might be able to get out faster.
"Sure." Silly Zhu also wanted to drown his sorrows with wine. He nodded dully, took out his cigarette and spread it around. He sighed with a bitter look on his face: "Thank you, Hengzi, again.
You are causing trouble."
"Brothers, this is too common. Who hasn't encountered difficulties before?" Chu Heng smiled, waved his hand, pushed the teapot on the table to him, and said: "You have a drink of water first, and we will finish the handover later.
Okay, let’s pile them back together.”
"Do your business, I'm going to go outside and take a breath." Shazhu was locked up all afternoon today, and it can be said that he didn't drink any water. He picked up the teapot and drank a few big gulps before wiping himself out of the office.
Seeing this, Du San on the side asked Chu Heng in a low voice: "Master Chu, do you want me to follow you? I think this guy is not in a good mood. Don't cause any more trouble to you."
Chu Heng thought for a while and nodded: "That's okay."
"Okay!"
Du San turned around and followed.
Not long after, Aunt Han Lian walked in with the money collected today.
After Chu Heng quickly handed over to her, he quickly packed his things and left the office.
When he came out of the shop, he saw Si Zhu squatting at the door and vomiting his bitterness. Du San squatted beside him, gritting his teeth as he listened. He didn't know whether he was pretending or really feeling the same.
Chu Heng carried the fish up and said hello, and the three of them left the grain store together.
When they returned to the courtyard, Shazhu and Du San took the initiative to take over the cooking duties and started working in full swing.
Chu Heng went into the house and made a pot of tea for them. He thought that just stewing a pot of fish would be too shabby, so he rummaged through the warehouse with his mind, selected a relatively small ham, and prepared to cut it into a plate.
Eat slices of ham with wine.
After he took out the things, he pretended to open the chest of drawers, then he walked into the kitchen carrying a heavy, hard large ham, and said to Silly Zhu who was picking up fish: "Brother Zhuzi, I won't show my shame as long as you are here."
Come on, you can cut this ham out on a plate later, and we can eat it with wine."
Although Si Zhu was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk much, when he saw the ham that Chu Heng took out, the chef gene engraved in his bones exploded instantly, and he couldn't help but comment: "Oh, you Xuanwei
Ham, right? Look at the shape and oily head, it’s definitely a genuine first-class product, good stuff, where did you get it?”
"A gift from a comrade." Chu Heng smiled and put the ham on the chopping board: "Leave it to you, Brother Zhuzhu."
Du San had never seen this thing before, so he curiously stepped forward to take a look, and asked the two of them doubtfully: "Isn't this just bacon? Why is it called Xuanwei ham?"
"Ask you Brother Zhuzi." Chu Heng didn't bother to explain to him. He walked into the house and took out the transfer letter from his bag. He left the house in a hurry and was going to go to Liu's house in the middle courtyard to find Liu Guangtian and grow up for that boy in front of his father.
Make a face.
When he came over, the old lady of the Liu family was also cooking dinner. Judging from the faint smoke, it was probably ordinary stir-fried vegetables without meat.
Liu Haizhong was sitting next to the radio in the main room and singing along with the program, while Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were huddled in the back room muttering small talk.
If you didn't see the slap marks on their faces, the atmosphere in the room was quite harmonious.
Chu Heng walked into the room with a smile and said, "Uncle Liu is very elegant."
A few days after the old man dismounted, the position of the first uncle was removed by other people in the Yanbu Gui Union Hospital. Xian was already completely white and could only call the uncle by his first name, and he had nothing to do with him.
.
Seeing him coming, Liu Haizhong stood up in a hurry, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and said, "Hey, Director Chu is here. Sit down quickly, sit down quickly."
