When the last note floated from the small dance hall to the bright starry sky, Chu Heng's study time for today also came to an end.
Overall, the results are quite gratifying.
Maybe it's because he has a talent for dancing, or maybe it's due to other unknown reasons, but this guy has mastered the slow dance steps in just one day!
Although his dancing posture is not very good-looking, and is even a bit clumsy, it is enough to dance with a lady!
This really surprised Yang Liangjie and the others. If they continued at this pace, they were very confident that they could teach Chu Heng basic ballroom dancing within five days!
"Brother, when these few days are over, you must treat us to dinner!"
Sun Meiliu, who was exhausted, punched Chu Heng feebly and trudged out like a duck with her legs crossed.
Dancing too much, my thighs are worn out...
"Must have a big meal!" Han Xiping also frowned and walked past Chu Heng in the same posture.
"No problem. When the time comes, you can choose any of the restaurants in Forty-Nine City." Chu Heng responded casually. He had several big blisters on his feet, grinning and limping along.
The two of them left together.
After walking a few steps, he looked at the two girls in front of him with weird postures. He suddenly laughed with a weird smile on his face and said in a mean tone: "Hey, sisters, if you go back like this, you can't let people misunderstand anything."
Right? If this is the case, you have to explain it clearly. I am innocent."
"Bah! No ivory can come out of a dog's mouth!"
"I finally see it clearly, you are a stinking gangster! Go, go, stay away from me!"
"To say he is a hooligan is to insult a hooligan!"
"I think so!"
The two girls turned around and spat at him, then came to the entrance of the courtyard together laughing and joking.
Immediately, Chu Heng and Yang Liangjie got into the car and drove away, while Sun Meiliu and Han Xiping reluctantly pushed out their bicycles and returned to the Family Home of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs together.
On the road.
The two girls, who were chatting about each other, suddenly talked about Chu Heng.
"Hey, Xiping, what do you think of this boy Chu Heng?" Sun Meiliu said with a smile.
After Han Xiping thought about it seriously, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "He is a very interesting person, but he is a bit unruly. However, his unruliness is different from others, so it is difficult for people to have unpleasant emotions."
"What's the difference? Just because he is handsome? I think you have fallen in love with that boy! Today I found that you have been secretly looking at him!" Sun Meiliu said, squinting at her.
"As if you haven't peeked? Who wouldn't want to take a few more glances at such a handsome young man?" Han Xiping admitted openly and directly, and then asked her with a smile: "Hey, tell me the truth.
, you are so close to him today, you are not having a romantic interest, are you?"
"What are you talking about? I have two children, how old is he?" Sun Meiliu spat with evasive eyes.
"Then you are still talking about me, as if I have no children!" Han Xiping curled his lips, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes that he was too old.
"hehe!"
"hehe!"
…
In a busy life, time always flies by.
In the blink of an eye, the day came when Chu Heng took office.
In the morning, the sun rises in the east.
Chu Heng, who didn't come back from dance practice until after one o'clock last night, dragged his tired body out of bed.
"hiss!"
After putting on his clothes, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and his eyebrows knitted together uncontrollably.
He grinned and lowered his head, and what he saw was a pair of huge, severely swollen feet!
After days of intense training, even though he wore specially designed mille-layer sole shoes, the soles of his feet still developed a lot of blisters. Then the blisters burst and became inflamed, and his feet began to swell.
Even though he takes medicine every day, every time he takes a step, he still feels a burning pain in his feet, as if he is stepping on hot coals.
But even so, he never complained or said a word of humiliation to anyone.
Even if his mission this time is just an obligation, he doesn't even know if it will benefit him after it is over.
He still gritted his teeth and persisted every day.
This has nothing to do with honor or profit.
Just because he deeply loves the generous land under his feet.
"Well!"
At this time, Chu Heng was struggling to change the medicine on the sole of his foot.
The gauze I wrapped before going to bed last night has become stuck with the coagulated blood scab and needs to be diluted with a potion before it can be removed. This potion has the effect of sterilizing and disinfecting, but it can also irritate the wound.
When the potion was poured on the gauze, a sharp pain caused his facial features to distort, making him look extremely ferocious.
Although he had tried hard to control his voice, he still woke up Ni Yinghong in the bed.
"What's wrong?"
Miss Ni suddenly sat up from the bed. Under her tight floral vest, her shoulders were half exposed, and a pair of fruit stands were about to appear.
"Don't move, I'll help you."
Looking at her husband who was gritting his teeth and changing the medicine, the girl's heart was entangled. She hurriedly came over, took the medicine from her husband's hand, and carefully treated his wound.
After a long time.
Xiao Ni, who finally pulled off the gauze, stared at her husband's soles of the feet full of wounds with red eyes, tears falling down, and choked up: "Chu Heng, why don't we go? Look at what's going on with your feet."
That’s it!”
"How can we give up halfway when we promise something to others? Moreover, we are still doing things for the country. If I really want to withdraw halfway, wouldn't that be a hindrance to the country?"
Chu Heng pretended to smile at his wife in a relaxed manner, stretched out his arm to cover her head with his palm, and while sliding his fingers between the ends of her hair, he comforted: "I think it's serious now.
In fact, it's not a big deal. You'll be fine after it's over and take care of it for a few days. Get some medicine quickly, you and I have to report today, so we can't be too late."
"You are the only one who can show off!"
Ni Yinghong sniffed, raised her hand to touch her teardrops, and immediately took the wound medicine powder and gauze lying aside, wiping her tears while changing her husband's dressing.
After a while, the two long legs were wrapped into rice dumplings.
"Stop crying, I feel much better now."
Chu Heng lowered his head and kissed his wife's cheek, stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, then hurriedly went down to the ground and put on the cloth shoes he bought specially that were two sizes too big, and limped out of the yard and went to the public toilet outside.
By the time he returned to the hospital after flexing his sphincter, his eldest cousin, who had been helping take care of Ni Yinghong at home these days, had already put breakfast on the table.
Seeing Chu Heng come back, Duan Fengchun, who was placing the bowls quickly, hurriedly greeted him: "Brother-in-law, please go in and wash up quickly. My little sister has prepared the water for you. When you're done, hurry up and eat."
"Oh, that's good." Chu Heng smiled and nodded. When he passed by his eldest cousin, he casually glanced at the somewhat stale cornmeal porridge and severely deformed steamed buns on the table, and suddenly felt that this woman was also quite virtuous.
Yes.
The second day after my eldest cousin came home, she saw that Chu Heng was struggling to move, so she took the initiative to take on some chores such as cooking and washing clothes.
Although the food she cooks is a bit hard to swallow, and although the clothes she washes are often torn, at least her heart is good!