"You are much worse off now than I was back then."
Father Shen touched the armrest of the official hat chair under him, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and a hint of sadness in his sharp eyes. It was obvious that the scene at Chu Heng's house had brought back some bad memories.
"If you want to put it that way, we can be considered to be sharing the same adversity. Come on, you guys, rest for now, I'll be back when I go." Chu Heng smiled bitterly and walked out of the main room, calling Ni Yinghong to ask her to take out the hidden money notes. , and then took Liu Guangtian, Guo Xia and several other young people to the West Courtyard to borrow things.
Not long after, a group of people returned to the small courtyard carrying tables, chairs, benches, cups, thermoses and other items, followed by several neighbor aunties who came to help and eat some melon.
After Chu Heng put away the tabletop that he had brought back, he went to find his wife to get the money. He then called Shazhu, and the two of them took Shen's father's jeep to go to a nearby state-owned restaurant to buy ingredients.
There was no way, there were too many guests at home today, at least three tables would be needed to seat them, and the small amount of stock in the grocery store could not afford such a big banquet, so he could only make the idea to go to a state-owned hotel. On the body.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
The jeep made many twists and turns, and soon arrived in front of the Victory Hotel, which was only three blocks away from Xiaolihua.
Tang Hong, the hotel manager who was reprimanding the waiter who had just had a fight with a guest, saw the car and thought it was some big boss coming over. He hurriedly chased away the bruised and bruised waiter in front of him, turned around and trotted out of the hotel to greet him.
"bump!"
When he saw Chu Heng getting out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, the smile on Tang Hong's face suddenly froze, and he said in shock: "Director Chu? You are not..."
"I am nothing. I am not. Why don't I just stand in front of you?"
Chu Heng walked forward with a smile, put his arm around Tang Hong's shoulders familiarly, and said, "We have distinguished guests at home today. Can you help me with something?"
Tang Hong rolled his eyes when he heard this. People usually go to grocery stores to buy vegetables and meat, but this guy in front of him is nice. He comes to him every now and then to buy some ingredients. If he does, the restaurant will almost become his warehouse!
But even though he complained, Tang Hong didn't dare to say anything more. He was the owner of someone who could get everything back after his house was ransacked. Could he have caused it?
"You've already spoken, can I not agree? Let's go." He smirked enthusiastically and quickly led Chu Heng and Silly Zhu to the kitchen.
After some selection, the two of them loaded up half of the car's belongings, then threw down a wad of money and left in the dust with Tang Hong's face turning green.
After returning home, Shazhu quickly rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to start busy with the evening banquet.
Chu Heng also went to the kitchen and walked around. After seeing that there was nothing missing, he strolled back to the main room and drank tea and chatted with Mr. Liu and the others.
Not long after, the bald man from the Grain Bureau finally delivered his things.
"Chu...Director Chu, where do you want to put the things?"
The bald man walked into the house with a TV in his arms and looked at Chu Heng with a smile on his face.
Naturally, Chu Heng would not give him a good look. He stood up with a sullen face, raised his arm and slapped his bare head, scolding: "You bastard, you even took my dog's food bowl." Go away, have you never seen any good things or something? Yaqiong must be crazy!"
Daguang, who had a red slap mark on his forehead, grinned with a headache and quickly begged for mercy: "Oh, I know I was wrong. You don't remember the faults of villains, so just let me go."
"Crack!"
Chu Heng didn't want to embarrass him too much, but the touch of his grandson's head was so good that he couldn't help but slap it again, and then hummed: "Put the thing back for me quickly, remember to slap it.
Wherever you take it, put it wherever you want. If it's missing, broken, and messy, I won't be able to beat you to death!"
"Alas."
As if he had been granted amnesty, the bald man quickly called to his younger brother behind him to move things inside.
After a busy period of work and returning all the items that he had found to their original places, he slowly returned to Chu Heng under the hopeful eyes of his subordinates, and muttered: "Well... Director Chu, the things are basically the same."
I put them all back, but... some of them were lost on the way back, you... you can see how much they are worth, and we will compensate you."
Speaking of which, the bald man was also very angry. When he was walking back from Chu Heng's house, he specifically told his brothers not to move until the dust settled.
But there are a few people who can't keep their mouths shut, and they eat everything that's right when they get home!
It's okay to say that those canned goods, meat and the like can be replenished for a little money, but where can he get those rare things like abalone and sea cucumbers?
Therefore, he could only bite the bullet and negotiate compensation.
Chu Heng is not surprised at all. He has a lot of good things in his family. In this era of lack of food and clothing, how many people can resist the temptation?
He glanced at the bald head with disgust, frowned and asked, "What's missing?"
"Eight sea cucumbers, two bird's nests, one ginseng, three abalones are missing..." The bald man counted them one by one with his fingers.
"Your grandson is really good at eating!" Chu Heng's eyes widened, he raised his hand and slapped him on the head again, then he spread his hand and said angrily: "It's five hundred in total, take it.
Money."
"Five...five hundred?" The bald man was dumbfounded. Why don't you take advantage of the situation?
"Have any opinions?" Chu Heng looked at him sideways.
"No, no, I'll go back and get the money." The bald man shook his head hurriedly. He had a knife in his hand now. How could he dare to say no? He could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.
"Then get out of here." Chu Heng raised his leg and kicked him again. After sending the person away, he turned around to find his own tea leaves and made a large pot of tea again.
It turns out that the Gao Mo in the pot, which was borrowed from Uncle Zhao’s house in the West Courtyard, was a bit unsatisfactory...
After pouring fresh tea for everyone, the fellow flipped out the chess set and challenged Old Man Lian to a challenge: "Director, do you dare to play two games?"
"Quit." Even the director didn't bother him. He turned around and continued chatting with Wei Chaoying.
Since the grandson won thirty-two games in a row in the previous period, the old man has successfully given up his chess addiction and is currently focusing on studying fishing skills.
"I'll do it!"
But Mr. Liu rolled up his sleeves and walked forward eagerly. He sat opposite Chu Heng with a golden sword and hummed: "I don't believe I can't win against you, kid!"
"Ah, Jingru, why are your feet so injured?!"
Just when Chu Heng was about to continue killing everyone, Xiao Ni, who was chatting with the old lady and other female relatives in the east room, suddenly exclaimed. His heart couldn't help but tremble, and he quickly called his grandpa to play chess with Mr. Liu.
Then I ran to the east room to check the situation.
The first time he entered the house, he saw a pair of bloody feet!
