The clouds are greedy for the mortal world and do not want to return to the sky. They are wandering in the streets and alleys of the ancient city, and the whole world is white.
"A sneeze!"
Teacher Chu held the spittoon and pushed open the door. A puff of air hit her face. She shivered violently due to the cold. She felt her nose was itchy and couldn't help but sneeze.
Um……
The deaf old lady said that when you sneeze, someone is thinking about it!
Who could it be?
Dalia?
Isadora?
Sister Jingru?
Or a certain lady who doesn’t want to be named, with a slim waist, long legs, and big breasts?
"Hey, being handsome is a worry!"
With a narcissistic look on his face, this guy came out of the house carrying a spittoon and was about to go to the public toilet to empty the spittoon.
After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but sneeze again, causing mucus to spurt out from his nose.
Someone scolded someone for sneezing twice...
"Fuck, get rid of Te Niang's feudal superstition!"
Teacher Chu walked with his head held high, his back straight, his eyes firm and energetic.
What a proletarian warrior with a firm mind!
This guy trotted all the way to the public restroom and chatted with the neighbors who were lining up for a while, and soon it was his turn to go in.
He emptied the spittoon, then unbuttoned his belt, took out Barrett and prepared to pour the water.
The people nearby covered their faces in shame and retreated.
"Crash!"
"Ugh!"
After draining the water, I shivered a little, then Teacher Chu picked up his pants and left.
He went home, rinsed the spittoon, washed up, and then added some firewood to the stove. When it was about six o'clock, he ran out of the courtyard carrying several enamel jars and went to buy some at a state-owned hotel a few streets away.
Come back early.
Xiao Ni said before going to bed last night that he wanted to eat fried liver, so he bought a large enamel jar full of it. In addition, there were bean juice, burnt rings, pancakes, steamed buns with pork and green onions, millet porridge, etc.
It can be said to be quite rich.
There is no way, there are three people in the family, and there are three flavors. Chu Heng wants to drink soybean juice, and Xiao Ni wants to eat fried liver. Grandpa, an authentic Northeastern, really can't love it, so I can only buy him some millet porridge and steamed buns.
When he got home, Xiao Ni and his grandfather had already washed up, and even the dishes and chopsticks were put on the table.
After entering the house and putting down the things, the three of us started eating.
After thinking about fried liver all night, Xiao Ni picked up the enamel pot and turned it on. After a while, he put in a pancake, two steamed buns, and a pot of fried liver.
Licking the food remnants around her mouth, the girl touched her belly and took the bean juice in front of Chu Heng. She poured some for herself, soaked it with burnt rings, and ate some with pickle sticks with relish.
This woman's taste is getting weirder and weirder now. She never touched soybean juice before, but now it tastes better than Chu Hengdu.
"Full!"
After eating the last bite of Jiaohuan, Xiao Ni touched his belly with satisfaction and felt that he had no regrets in this life.
Chu Heng looked at the beautiful daughter-in-law who was the first to serve but the last one to finish the meal with a doting look on his face. He stood up and started to clear away the tableware, and warned: "You will bring some food stamps and five coins later. I didn't cook in the morning.
Just eat outside."
"Um!"
Xiao Ni smiled sweetly at him, got up and went back to the house, packed her things and got ready to go.
As he spent more and more time with Chu Heng, Xiao Ni's living habits began to change subtly. In the past, he had to think twice before buying a popsicle, but now he doesn't even blink at the next meal.
There is no way, who can let her men earn it?
We have this condition!
Just the tiger penis wine alone would bring in hundreds of dollars in revenue any month. In addition, their salaries were quite high, and sometimes people would give them gifts.
Even if you open it, you won’t be able to finish all the flowers!
Why are you still picking at Sosou?
seven o'clock.
The young couple said goodbye to their grandfather and set off from home on time.
After sending Xiao Ni to the unit, Chu Heng had something to do, so he didn't go to the aunts to listen to the news. He simply said hello, turned around, left the shop, and drove away.
There are the most people on the street at this time.
Coupled with the fog and poor visibility, he did not dare to drive too fast and walked for a while before arriving at Dusana.
I haven't been here for a few days, and the courtyard has changed a lot.
Several pieces of the collapsed wall have been repaired, the courtyard door has been given a new coat of paint, and the doors and windows of the rooms inside have also been replaced with new ones. It looks a lot more orderly, and it looks like it is living a good life.
"Aren't you going to get married too?"
With a suspicious look on his face, Chu Heng carried a large leather suitcase and pushed open the door into the courtyard. He quickly walked to the front of the house and knocked gently on the door.
In the past, when he came, he would just open the door and enter the house, but that was no longer the case. Du San, the grandson, often hugged women under the covers. Last time, he got rid of this bad habit after witnessing the drainage channel drifting around a bend.
soon.
The door opened, and Du San came out with a messy chicken coop on his head and a military coat.
"You are here, Master Chu."
"It's been so long, I can't afford to pay you back."
Chu Heng entered the room with his arms crossed and asked at the same time: "Have you found the person I asked you to find?"
Du San followed him step by step and walked in. He yawned and said: "We have found them. They are all trustworthy brothers. They will come over in a minute. After I received the news yesterday, I arranged for someone to go there overnight. How about today?"
You can’t get up so late.”
"Thanks for your hard work."
Chu Heng threw him a cigarette and walked into the back room.
Sure enough, there was a woman sitting on the kang, with her hair disheveled and eye excrement hanging from the corners of her eyes. She was slowly putting on clothes. Under her loose little vest, a patch of snowy white was exposed.
This woman is no one else, but someone from the atmosphere group.
Wu Chunyan!
When Chu Heng saw that it was her in the room, he couldn't help but be startled.
Damn!
How long had Dong Ting been gone before these two guys got together?
I remember that this woman was crying so hard at that time!
A posture that is hard to leave.
Okay!
As soon as I left, before the bed was cold, you, a good sister, hurriedly got in!
Tsk!
Sure enough, a woman's feelings cannot be taken at face value...
"You are here, Master Chu."
Seeing Chu Heng, Wu Chunyan was a little embarrassed. She lowered her head in shame, moved into the fire bed, patted the head of the bed and said, "Sit here, it's warm here."
"You two! You're so impatient!"
Chu Heng shook his head speechlessly, walked to the kang and sat down without saying anything.
It's a person's freedom to decide who he wants to be with, and it's not his turn as an outsider to talk.
Besides, this stubborn master’s circle is very chaotic. He may be with you today and he may be with you tomorrow, but you can’t control it.
"Hey, Dong Ting is already married, how can I still be a widow for her?"
Du Santian bared his teeth in a shameless smile, put the cigarette into his mouth, walked up to Chu Heng, looked at the box he put on the kang, and asked curiously: "What did you get?"
"Money follows tickets!"
Chu Heng threw the box directly to him, and while smoking a cigarette, he told him about the old lady looking for her sister.
After hearing this, Du San quickly cheered up and volunteered: "Don't worry, Mr. Chu, I will personally lead the team this time. Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will bring you people back!"
"You can't go."
Chu Heng did not agree. He raised his finger and pointed outside and said: "There is a lot of chaos in the city now. You have to stay and take charge and let Wan Xiaotian do it."
"He? Can he make it?" Du San frowned when he heard this. It wasn't that he wanted to take credit, but he simply didn't trust that guy.
"It's up to him. He's been with you for so long. If he can't even do this, then get out of here as soon as possible."
