Ni Yinghongxiang, whose skin turned pink, was lying on the man's chest dripping with sweat, with a satisfied smile on her tired pretty face. Her pair of pear dimples were just right. On her gently closed eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating that
Her heart was not calm.
After being gentle for a while, the girl regained her composure. She slowly opened her eyes, lazily raised her head and looked at her husband's face, her eyes full of love.
Suddenly, she remembered what she had experienced in the afternoon and felt that she should tell her husband about it, so she whispered casually: "By the way, I went to buy groceries today and met two gangsters blocking me. One of them happened to be Wan Xiaotian.
I stopped him and he said he knew you."
Chu Heng's face changed when he heard this and he quickly asked: "Are you okay?"
"It's said that someone blocked it for me, what's going to happen? And I'm carrying a gun. If it's really necessary, I'll..." After saying this, Ni Yinghong raised her arm and gestured with the pistol with her palm.
shape, wrinkled his nose and said fiercely with a pretty face: "Pah!"
"Why are you waiting for the last resort? Next time this happens again, I will kill Mother Bente directly. If you die, it will be considered a wasted death!" Chu Heng patted his wife's smooth back with some lingering fear.
"You can't just shoot." Ni Yinghong lay down lazily, rubbed her cheek against the man's solid chest, closed her eyes and muttered: "That Wan Xiaotian, go back and thank me properly."
"I know."
Chu Heng nodded, hugged his wife tightly in his arms, frowned slightly and thought deeply in his heart.
Wan Xiaotian once wanted to seek refuge with him, but he later drove him away.
But when Ni Yinghong was blocked by someone, this guy showed up in time to help her out. He couldn't afford not to think too much.
Who knows if this kid is acting?
This matter must be clarified. If you are really playing tricks with him here, then don't blame him for being rude!
If it was really a coincidence, he wouldn't be stingy.
Da DaSheng always repays kindness.
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The next day, the morning light dims...
When Chu Heng and his wife got up, grandpa had already woken up for a long time.
As he gets older and sleeps less, the old man got up just after five o'clock. He couldn't stop and swept the yard. At this time, he was sitting in the main room reading a book.
The name of the book is Robinson Crusoe, and it is in English. Chu Heng was afraid that he would forget the English, so he asked Zhang Yiyi to read it for himself.
But the old man watched it with great interest.
"Squeak!"
The door to the east room opened, and Chu Heng, who was a little overworked, yawned and walked out of the room. Seeing that the old man was reading this book again, he couldn't help but be surprised.
There are basically no ordinary people who can read foreign languages these days, especially those as old as my grandfather. Eighty percent of them have studied abroad.
"Grandpa, can you still understand English?" Chu Heng approached in surprise. He had never inquired about the background of his wife's grandma's family.
Grandpa gently put the book on his lap, raised his head and said with a smile: "I learned a lot when I was young, but I have almost forgotten it. I can't even remember what some words mean."
Chu Heng suddenly became interested. He didn't even bother to brush his teeth and wash his face. He quickly came forward to sit down and asked curiously: "Then where did you learn it?"
"London." The old man patted the book in his hand with a sigh, "At that time, I also had a copy of Robinson Crusoe. It was given to me by my teacher Daniel, and I kept it with me after returning to China. , and later because of the war, I was so confused that I didn’t know where it was lost.”
"I bet you are still an overseas student!" Chu Heng's eyes widened and he asked: "Then what did you study? What did you do after you came back?"
"There are useless books to learn and useless things to do."
Grandpa smiled bitterly and shook his head. His expression became complicated. He waved his hand and said, "It's all in the past. It's okay not to talk about it. Just wash your face and brush your teeth."
"Why."
Gu Lou
Chu Heng knew how to watch people's emotions. Seeing the old man's appearance, he didn't ask any more questions, got up and went outside.
But looking at it like this, grandpa is also a man with stories!
After he had washed up, Ni Yinghong had also prepared breakfast.
A large pot of stick noodle porridge, a pot of steamed sweet potatoes, and a plate of shredded pickles.
Simple and simple.
After eating and drinking, the young couple packed up and got ready to go to work.
Before going out, Chu Heng handed the house key to the old man along with ten yuan and some vegetable and non-staple food stamps, and told him: "Grandpa, we won't be back for lunch at noon. If you want to eat something, go to the non-staple food store to buy some."
"Why are you giving me the money? I have it myself. Take it back quickly." Grandpa hurriedly pushed the money check back. Living here was enough trouble for his granddaughter's family, so how could he ask for money from others?
What happened?
"Hurry up and take it, I won't tell you anymore, we both went to work." Chu Heng couldn't help but give the old man the money, and immediately took the bag and rode away with his wife from home.
"This kid."
Grandpa looked at the money in his hand helplessly, shook his head and sighed: "Yinghong has found a good man."
Chu Heng and Ni Yinghong came out of the alley and separated from her.
He was going to figure out Wan Xiaotian's matter first, otherwise he would be really uneasy.
He didn't know where Wan Xiaotian's home was, but it wasn't difficult to find out.
As the director of the sub-district office, Xie Ran must know the details of these gangsters in the area, and you will naturally find out if you ask him.
When Chu Heng arrived at the subdistrict office, it was only around 7:40. Before he reached the top, a big lock locked the door tightly.
"Are you just going to work on time?"
He glanced at the empty door of the street office, shook his head and parked the car aside, lit a cigarette and squatted aside to wait patiently.
Not long after, a short, fat woman came to the door. After taking one look at him, she took out her key and opened the door and entered the house.
Chu Heng touched his face and became less confident.
Have I become ugly?
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, this aunt would have to ask what she was doing!
"Maybe it's because her eyes are not very good?" Chu Heng muttered, changed his position and squatted down.
Well, maybe the posture is wrong...
Not long after the aunt entered, staff members came over one after another.
When it was almost eight o'clock, Director Xie slowly rode his bicycle to the unit.
He had pretty good eyesight. From a distance, he saw Director Chu squatting in front of the door. He was curious as to why he was squatting here so early in the morning, so he quickly accelerated and rode over.
When he came closer, before even getting out of the car, Xie Ran asked: "Director Chu, what are you doing?"
"I have something to trouble you." Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the rightful owner had finally arrived.
When he heard that he was looking for something, Xie Ran was overjoyed, stopped the car and walked over, saying, "You can tell me whatever you want, I won't be vague."
