Chu Heng looked at Cen Hao, who was smiling across his face, and felt a hint of displeasure in his heart. He glared at him fiercely, frowned and said, "Are you apologizing today, or are you making fun of me?"
Seeing that he was really angry, Cen Hao stopped teasing him. He smiled and shrugged and explained: "I didn't make fun of you. I just drank all the wine. What kind of wine did you want me to pour?"
"No more?" Chu Heng took the wine jar and shook it in shock, but didn't hear any movement. Then he turned the jar upside down, but only a drop of clear wine dripped from it.
Looking at the drop of wine on the dirty table, he was silent for a moment, then slammed the jar on the table and glared: "Why are you just preparing three glasses of wine when you invite someone to drink?"
Cen Hao crossed his legs and spread his hands to show that he was innocent: "I have told you, I am from a poor family, how can I have spare money to buy wine? This is what I snatched from the hands of those people in your compound this morning.
Well, originally I wanted to drink one drink myself and leave two drinks for you, but you insist on me punishing myself with three drinks, what can I do?"
"Do you mean to blame me?" Chu Heng suddenly had a black line on his face.
This guy didn't look like he was cheating. For a moment, I really didn't know if this grandson was really poor or just pretending to be poor.
"It's not my fault anyway."
Cen Hao grinned at him, then stood up and walked to the chest of drawers, took out a money box from it, counted out several wrinkled notes with a distressed look on his face, and muttered: "
You people in the compound know how hard it is to bully us. Haha, it was obviously you who told me to punish myself with three drinks. Then you blame me when you run out of wine. What kind of ethics are you! Wait a minute, I will let you
Go buy some drinks!"
Chu Heng curiously glanced at the money box in his hand. It contained a pile of cents and some bills. Judging from his years of experience in counting money, he estimated that there was not even ten yuan!
This time, he really believed that this boy was poor!
"Come on, come on, take your money back quickly. I'm going to admit it now! I'll buy it, I'll buy it, okay? This is the first time I've come here to drink and I have to buy it myself!"
Chu Heng stood up with a speechless expression, turned around and walked out of the house, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Is there anyone alive?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man with messy hair walked out from a scrap pile, holding two freshly cooked potatoes in his hand. He looked at him curiously while eating, and his eyes inevitably showed envy for this handsome boy.
gaze.
"Just you, come here!"
Chu Heng took out a five-yuan bill and several bills from his pocket with one hand, and twitched his fingers at him with the other hand.
When the young man saw Qian, his eyes instantly lit up. He hurriedly ran up to him, staring at the money, and asked with a smile on his face: "Brother, what's the matter?"
Chu Heng directly slapped the money ticket on his hand and said proudly: "Take the money and go buy me four bottles of Erguotou and a pound of pork head meat. I'll give you the rest. Remember to hurry, you boss Cen."
Waiting to eat and drink!”
"Oh!" The young man nodded vigorously, and without bothering to iron it, he quickly put the potatoes into his clothes, turned around and ran away with a drink.
After buying wine and meat, he still had more than one dollar left, so he couldn't help but work hard.
After watching the young man run away, Chu Heng shook his head helplessly and walked back to the house.
"Master Chu is so proud!"
Cen Hao cupped his hands at him with a strange smile on his face, and said in a sinister tone: "As expected of a man from the courtyard, he can carry five yuan in his pocket whenever he goes out. How rich!"
"Young lady, you are so weird, are you a eunuch?" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him, walked to the table and sat down, and couldn't help but ask: "I said, you are also a resident of Sijiu City.
, and he is a relatively well-known figure in the circle, how can he become such a bird? Not to mention living in a scrapyard, he is so poor that he can’t even bring out a meat or dish for a meal, and he even grabs the wine after he finishes it!”
Cen Hao sat with his head raised carelessly, swinging his legs carelessly and said: "My house is rented out in exchange for money, and I am a temporary worker with a monthly salary of more than ten yuan. After supporting the brothers and sisters outside, I can
How much is left? Just be satisfied. In my whole life, I have never invited anyone to drink, and you are the first!"
"Are you taking care of those people outside?" Chu Heng looked at him strangely and chuckled with unknown meaning: "You are such a good person. I will give you the title of little Mengchang tomorrow. I will follow you."
Compared with you, you are like a firefly or a bright moon. Good guy, you would rather spend all your wealth to help others. You are a living Buddha! Hey, remember to let me know when you die and want to be resurrected. I'll see if I can
You can't just pick up a few relics."
No matter how dumbfounded Cen Hao was, he could tell that he was mocking him. He immediately drooped his long face, squinted his neck and said: "Don't you be such a weirdo, it's my business whether I can save the poor people, even if I
So what if I sell my house or land? What does it have to do with you?"
Chu Heng, who was so angry, curled up his lips and smiled, and immediately took out his Immortal Cultivation Technique and started to argue with him.
"Poor people? Why are they pitiful?"
"You don't even have a home, you don't even have food to eat. Isn't that pitiable?"
"What's wrong? Did you burn down their house? They don't have a home! They are blind people, not Sun Wukong who jumped out of a stone. They have a home and don't want to go back!"
"What do you mean by not wanting to go back? That means you can't go back! Besides, is a home that you can't go back to still considered a home?"
"Why can't you go back?"
“Some suffered disasters at home and had enough to eat, while others were persecuted and had to leave their homes.”
"Who told you?"
"They told me personally!"
"Do you believe what they say? Isn't it possible that he is a criminal? For example, someone who kills, steals, opportunists, rapes women, who has done these things, would he dare to tell you the truth?"
"They can't lie to me, I believe in my vision!"
"You can pull me down. What kind of eyesight do you have?" Chu Heng smiled coldly, raised his arms, revealing the bruises that had faded a lot, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for my skills, I would still be able to survive.
, I should have let you fuck me, you Hu Tudan!"
"Who hasn't made a mistake yet?" Cen Hao's eyes flickered a few times, and he turned his head away from him with a guilty conscience.
Chu Heng pointed outside again at this time: "Then are you sure that you didn't misjudge these people outside? When I came here just now, I saw a grandson with a sinister look on his face. It's not a good cake at first glance!"
"How dare you program my brother!"
Cen Hao, who has always been loyal, became angry immediately after hearing this. He picked up the cup on the table and was about to throw it away.
"Kacha!"
Old God Chu Heng took out a gun and pointed it at him, and said angrily: "Let's just have a good chat. Why do you still want to do something? Can you calm down?"
"That's all you can do!"
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Cen Hao immediately calmed down, put down his cup expressionlessly, and hummed: "I can arrange it for you, but I don't allow you to talk about my brothers. Each of them is good!"
"You're quite protective! Then I'll apologize to you. It's my fault, okay?" Chu Heng smiled and put away the gun, lightly cupped his hands to him, and then continued: "But we have something to say.
, you are not doing a good job as the boss, look at what your brothers are doing, not only don’t have enough to eat, but there are also women who make a living by picking up customers, isn’t it a bit miserable?”