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Chapter 56: Like finding a treasure

 Comrades-in-arms generally don't talk about status among themselves. Whether they are civilians or high-ranking officials, we all see the truth at the drinking table. If you dare to take it, I will drink you to death.

Chu Heng received a warm welcome as soon as he entered the room. Familiar and unfamiliar people would come up to say hello, without showing off at all.

He handed the things he brought to Bian Peng, a comrade in charge of handling food, then got into the crowd, scattered a few boxes of cigarettes, chatted with everyone for a few words, and ran to the old company commander Wei Chaoying.

A table.

Although they are all comrades-in-arms, they also have their own small circle. They are basically all from the same army or have been in the same recruit company.

"Squad leader." Hu Zhengwen was also at the table. When he saw him coming over, he smiled and said hello.

When Chu Heng saw him, he remembered the satchel he bought for him. He immediately put his hand into his arms, took out a brand new satchel from the warehouse and handed it over: "Here, I bought it new for you."

"No, no, I have it at home." Hu Zhengwen waved his hands hastily, refusing to take it.

"Just take it." Chu Heng stuffed it into his hand without any explanation, turned to look at Guo Kai who was grinning at him, stared at him and said, "What? You're going to bite someone."

"I don't eat shit." Guo Kai rolled his eyes at him. Now he was furious when he saw this guy. He finally got a foreign lighter and it was gone after only a few attempts to show off. Thinking about it gave him a toothache.

"You can do it, don't you just have a lighter? I'll get one for you someday."

Chu Heng took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his hand, and passed it around to the other people at the table, and everyone chatted happily.

At first, they talked about policies and current situation. Everyone in the imperial city liked to talk about this. Then they talked about the border wars, and finally it came down to women...

Come on, this is a hot topic that is indispensable for gentlemen to get together.

Young people will judge who is the most beautiful, middle-aged people will talk about which figure is better, old people will compare which foot bath... If there is no one at this time, then talk about which aunt is the best dancer.

A man's mental journey is basically all here.

After talking and making noise for a while, the party officially started at about half past six.

The master in charge of the ladle is Bian Peng. He used to be a pig feeder in the cooking class. How can you expect this grandson to make a good banquet?

The dishes cannot be said to be very delicious, nor are they unpalatable, they can only be said to be edible.

However, the ingredients are quite abundant. Not only are there chicken, fish, meat and eggs, but there are also rare items such as crabs. I don’t know who got them.

It is worth mentioning that the peanuts brought by Chu Heng were well received, which made him, a little guy, lose his face in front of everyone.

The drinks were also quite good. A bottle of Maotai was given to one table, and the rest were all bottled wines, and they were given in large quantities, but Mengzi was very happy about the wine Guo opened.

The theme of this gathering was farewell. A comrade named Tian Qi was about to leave his homeland to support border construction, and once he left, he might not be able to meet again.

When Liu Houye heard the news, it was already a little late, so he could only hurriedly summon some comrades and held a hasty farewell party.

From ancient times to the present, most farewells are accompanied by sadness. Everyone toasts to old friends, talks about the past and the present, talking, laughing, making trouble, crying, and singing. Soon there will be people

Very drunk.

The fallen garbage will be thrown aside to lie down, and those who are standing will continue to gather together to drink and have a carnival. From the first six tables, the drinking gradually became five tables, four tables, three tables, two tables, one table, and three tables.

People, two people, one person.

The remaining person is Chu Heng.

This grandson cheated. When he drank nearly a kilogram of wine, he began to secretly throw the wine into the warehouse. Otherwise, he would have rolled off to play with the big man at the fifth table.

"Well!"

Chu Heng let out a big wine burp and sighed deeply. He glanced at the room full of drunken people lying on the floor, wiped his body and took the clothes piled aside to cover them, and then covered them with the clothes on the four sides.

After sealing the fire in the stove, he got on the car and left.

On the way back, his mood was always low, and the faint sadness of separation always lingered in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it, which made people upset.

The memories left by the original owner had an increasingly profound impact on him, and sometimes he couldn't tell which Chu Heng he was.

There is still no moon in the night sky tonight, and the dark clouds that have been lingering in Sijiu City for many days have finally broken out.

When Chu Heng was riding halfway, thin white snow fell from the sky, hitting his face with a cold feeling. Under the orange light beam of the electric tube, the snowflakes looked particularly clear, like a

An ice and snow elf swayed and danced in the air.

Full of poetry and painting.

The man looked up at the night sky, searching desperately for poems suitable for the occasion, to express the sorrow of separation that was constantly shaking in his chest.

However, without noticing, the wheel of the car hit a brick, and the car overturned and fell to the ground.

"grass!"

Covered in mud and water, Chu Heng got up from the ground in embarrassment, got on his bicycle and hurriedly fled the scene. Only one mantra echoed in the night sky, explaining his state of mind at the moment.



The next day.

Before five o'clock, Chu Heng, who was thirsty due to drunkenness, climbed out of bed in a daze. After changing into a pair of pants as usual, he hurriedly ran to the outhouse and drank a full bottle.

A stomach full of cold water.

"Come alive."

Chu Heng wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with a happy face, wiped himself and returned to the bedroom.

Gently pulling the light cord, the room returned to darkness again, and he rustled onto the bed, ready to go back to sleep.

But after lying there for a while, he couldn't find the slightest bit of sleep.

For some reason, it was as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. Several frightening words would always pop up in his mind: time stands still, Ni Yinghong, Han Yunwen, little nurse, warehouse...

It's quite dangerous.

"This is really a good time to sleep."

Chu Heng didn't dare to think about it anymore, otherwise he would have to trouble his five brothers to suppress it. Not to mention it would be thankless, but it would be easy 404.

"Hey! You have to hurry up and get a wife."

He sighed quietly, thought about it, got up, put on his clothes, washed briefly, took out a ready-made breakfast from the warehouse, and then left the courtyard in the dark while pushing his bicycle.

Since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well go to Pigeon Market to do some shopping.

The snow outside has long since stopped, and there is only a thin layer on the ground, as if covered with a piece of white paper.

Chu Heng was riding fast all the way, frantically consuming his strong energy.

It was originally a journey of less than half an hour, but he arrived there in more than ten minutes.

Pigeon Market is still the same as before, shadowy and quiet, but there are a lot of people.

Chu Heng first approached the ticket sellers and collected more than 100 yuan worth of rare tickets from them. Then he strolled around the market and soon harvested four old hens and 100 yuan worth of rare tickets.

Lots of eggs.

I also bought a big pig's head from an old farmer for eighteen and a half yuan, which was really not cheap.

After carrying this pile of things out of the pigeon market, he found a deserted corner to put the things into the warehouse, and then quickly turned back.

After wandering for a while, he suddenly stopped in front of an old man's stall with a blur of vision.

There was a small bamboo basket filled with crumpled red pellets!


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