After being closed for a long time, the door finally opened.
After receiving a severe beating, Chu Qi walked out of the room, sticking his buttocks out, walking hard, and crying.
If this scene had appeared at the door of a church in a Citizen country, Chu Heng would have probably made a grumpy old man collapse on the spot.
"Here, take a drink from the freshly brewed Longjing to quench your thirst."
Chu Jianshe didn't even look at his son. He sat leisurely at the table, waved to his eldest nephew with a smile, and said, "I heard that you have been undergoing rectification in the institute recently. Come and tell me carefully what's going on."
Chu Heng went over to pick up a cup of tea from the table and drank it. He immediately wiped his mouth and said, "We'll talk about this later. I'll get this kid to return the things first."
"Yes, we need to return it to others quickly. If we lose a chicken and so much food, we might be in a hurry."
Chu Jianshe nodded when he heard this, glanced at Quanzi again, and stood up resolutely: "Let's go, let's lead this bastard together. We have to apologize to him properly."
With that said, he turned to his second aunt, took some money, then went to the kitchen, found a cloth bag and filled it with half a bag of sweet potatoes.
"Hold it to me!"
Chu Jianshe came out with a dark face, threw the things in his hands to his son, and cursed in his mouth: "You are so special, I've grown a face, I pooped every poop, and I raised a thief to steal this!"
You have lost all your face!"
Chu Qi tremblingly carried the bag and followed behind her father and brother. At this time, her intestines were turning green.
He is a playful person with a rather out-of-touch personality. At that time, he was thinking of revenge and fun when he stole things, and he was completely unaware of the nature and consequences of the matter.
Now, he finally realized that he shouldn't steal people's things, and he also understood the importance of food to ordinary families.
It's just that the price is a bit heavier...
However, there is one thing to say: the famous saying of our ancestors that filial sons emerge from under the stick is still very reasonable.
After leaving home, Chu Jianshe took them to a neighbor's house in the courtyard, spent money to buy an old hen, collected the things Chu Qi had stolen, and then led them out of the compound.
When he came to the door and saw the Volga, Chu Jianshe, who had been dark-faced the whole time, smiled and looked around the car for a few times, with a proud look on his face: "I just won this car from Lao Maozi."
Coming back?"
"right."
Chu Heng took out the key from his pocket with a smile and said, "Come on, get in the car, I'll take you for a ride."
Chu Qi, who was carrying sweet potatoes in one hand and a hen in the other, was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly came over.
For the thirteen-year-old him, the weight of this thing is actually nothing. If he is not injured, he can run five miles with it. But now his buttocks are about to bloom, and it is a bit difficult to walk.
It would be too much of a burden to carry anything else.
"Get in any car and walk! How can you steal it back and send it back to me!"
But the second uncle was determined to teach this unfilial son a profound lesson today. He pulled Chu Qi back and kicked him in the butt: "Hurry and leave!"
"ah!"
Chu Qi screamed in pain and took a few steps forward, tears streaming down his face. He did not dare to resist, so he could only wipe away his tears while leading the way.
Chu Heng naturally clapped his hands and praised this, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then strolled to follow.
They had just taken a few steps when a shout suddenly came from behind them.
"Chu Bureau, wait for me!"
The three Chu family masters all turned around and saw two middle-aged men each dragging a teenage boy running out of the courtyard.
Those two children were Chu Qi's accomplices, and they looked quite miserable at this time.
One's face was swollen into a bun, and the other, like Chu Qi, was limping with his butt stuck out.
They had all just been beaten.
Originally, these two people had no intention of going over to apologize to others in person. They just wanted to teach their children a lesson and ask someone to give them some money later. After all, they are both respectable and decent people. It was wrong for them to humbly apologize to others. They really
Can't wipe my face.
But when they heard that the Renchu Bureau was going to personally come to apologize, they didn't dare to blame them. They hurriedly found some cigarettes and wine at home and took them with them, and chased after them in a hurry.
After the three families gathered together, they exchanged simple polite words and praised Chu Suo, the young and promising nephew of the Chu Bureau, and set off together, talking and laughing.
Chu Qi, the three fellow sufferers, took the lead, and Chu Heng and the others followed happily. The scene... well... was quite festive.
The house that those three bastards had stolen from was not far away. The three of them walked slowly for half an hour before they arrived at the place.
It is a large, dilapidated courtyard with many sheds built haphazardly in the courtyard, which makes it look particularly crowded.
Chu Heng stood in front of the door, his expression a little strange.
He has been to this place before.
When he first traveled through time, in order to save trouble and ship more goods, he found a second home named Ergou, and this was the same courtyard where Ergou lived.
I don’t know how that kid is doing now.
Chu Heng looked up at the door of the courtyard with a sigh on his face, then followed the three bastards into the courtyard.
Because it was already off-duty time, there were many people in the courtyard at this time.
Seeing these four well-dressed and slippery people, who looked like leaders coming in, the aunt in charge of the courtyard hurriedly greeted them and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
Before Chu Jianshe could speak, the man with a crooked mouth among the two people behind him hurried forward and asked: "Hello, comrade, we are here to see Zhao Hongxing. Where is his home?"
When Chu Heng heard this, his expression instantly became wonderful.
What a coincidence!
Ergou’s real name is Zhao Hongxing!
"Oh, Zhao Hongxing!"
The aunt nodded suddenly after hearing this, and immediately glanced at Chu Qi and the others who were following Chu Heng and the others. Her expression suddenly changed. She subconsciously thought that it was the little bastard from the Zhao family who had beaten someone up again, and they came to ask for an explanation.
Coming!
But when she noticed that several children were still holding things in their hands, she was a little confused.
It doesn’t look like he’s here to raise an army to punish someone!
The aunt waved to them full of doubts, then turned around and led the way: "Come with me."
Chu Heng and others quickly followed.
Seeing this, the good people put down what they were doing and came over.
Rice can be eaten at any time, but melons are not always available!
A few moments.
A group of people came to the east wing of the central courtyard. The house looked a bit old. The paint was peeling off in many places on the doors and windows. There were also a few tarpaulins on the roof. It looked like a bald man with dog skin plaster on his head.
, very awkward.
"Hongxing, is Hongxing at home?"
The aunt came to the closed door and shouted loudly.
"Here you are, Aunt Jiang!"
There was a sound of agreement in the room, and after a while, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Hongxing, dressed in military green clothes, walked out, followed by a little girl with a clean face and a slight baby fat that would show when she smiled.
A mouth full of gapped teeth, funny and cute.
"Are you Comrade Zhao Hongxing?"
This time, the second uncle spoke first, strode forward, and held his hand with an apologetic expression: "I'm really sorry, but the child at home is not sensible. I brought him some things from your house, and I will take him to make amends to your house."