Surrounded by the Yang family and the cadres of the Xicao Brigade, Chu Heng led Yang Qing and Cen Hao out of the house.
The third uncle and grandma who were sitting at the door chatting with someone saw this, stood up hurriedly, pulled Chu Heng and asked: "Hengzi, what are you doing?"
Chu Heng held the old man's hand and explained patiently: "There is something urgent in the city. I have to go back. I will come back to see you in a while, uncle and grandma."
"This..." The old lady was stunned for a moment, then reached out and caressed the handsome face that vaguely looked like Mrs. Chu Heng, and said with a look of reluctance: "Why is it so urgent? This kid, it took so long to do this.
, why are you leaving now!"
"I also want to stay a little longer, but there's no other way." Chu Heng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Okay, stop nagging, don't delay Hengzi's work." The third uncle and grandpa stood up at this time, pulled the reluctant old lady away, and ordered: "Go and get the mountain goods prepared for Hengzi."
"Yes, yes, yes, look at me, forget all about this. Just wait a moment, Hengzi." The old lady slapped her forehead, told Chu Heng, and walked into the house with her old daughter-in-law.
"Oh, no need, we don't need anything at home, so what, I'm leaving! I'll be back in a while!" Chu Heng didn't want to ask for anything from them, so he turned around and grabbed Cen Hao and Yang Qing and ran out.
Without thinking, Yang Qing saved him with a backhand, and said with a smile: "Oh, brother, what are you running for? It's not a valuable thing, it's all some mountain goods we found in the mountains, it's worthless, besides, now at home
There is no shortage of this, just take it."
"That's right, brother, this is a little bit of our thoughts, you must take it!"
"Yes, yes!"
Brothers Yang Kai and Yang Chunlai also ran up at this time, standing on one side of him like two big bears, and put their thick arms on Chu Heng's shoulders casually. He had always claimed to be the overlord of Xizhu.
, at this moment, he was like a monkey trapped under Wuzhi Mountain, unable to move.
"What are you two doing!"
He gave the two brothers a helpless glance, but what he got in return was an honest and simple smile.
"Why are you running? I'm not giving you a pack of explosives!" At this time, the third uncle and grandma also came out with something. It was a small bulging cloth bag, and I didn't know what was inside.
The third uncle's grandfather reached out to take it, went up and stuffed the bag into Chu Heng's hand, and said with a smile: "Take it quickly, it's not all for you, and your second uncle, you two can divide it between yourselves when you go back."
"Okay, thank you." Chu Heng could only take the things, and then said goodbye to the Yang family before taking Yang Qing and the others into the car and leaving.
“Come and play often when you have time!”
The third uncle, grandpa and others stood at the door waving their arms vigorously, with different expressions. Some were really reluctant to leave, while others were thoughtful and didn't know what they were planning.
"Hey, this is a big deal."
After walking away, Chu Heng glanced at the bag placed on the back seat, then moved his eyes to Yang Qing who was sitting in the passenger seat, raised his hand and slapped him.
"Crack!"
"You bastard, you are in Changxing City, right? How dare you stop your brother and me!"
"Hehe!" Yang Qing bared his teeth and smiled at him.
Seeing this naive smile, Chu Heng became so angry that he raised his hand and slapped him again: "I said you can't have a guard for your mouth? Why don't I give up all my wealth?
You shook it off!"
Yang Qing rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile on his face: "I drank too much that day, so I spilled the beans!"
"Next time I'll beat you to death!" Chu Heng glared at him fiercely and warned: "I'm telling you, just stay away from that Yang Laoxi. If he comes to my house, he'll talk.
I’ll tear it apart for you! Do you know?”
"Not specified." Yang Qing hurriedly assured, and then pointed ahead: "We're almost there, brother, it's the small earthen house next to the roadside in front."
"Where?"
Chu Heng quickly turned around and looked ahead. After a few careful looks, he discovered a very inconspicuous small house.
soon.
The car stopped on the side of the road. Chu Heng got out of the car and scanned it with a flashlight. He looked at the small mud house in front of him carefully, and then he couldn't help but grin.
This house is really small and really run-down.
It's only twenty or thirty square meters at full cost. A lot of the yellow mud on the wall has fallen off, revealing the adobe inside. Most of the old ventilated doors and windows are blocked with wooden boards and cotton cloth to prevent wind, so they probably can't be illuminated.
No matter how much light comes in, the most important thing is that the whole house looks a bit crooked and shaky, as if it is about to fall down at any time.
"Are these buildings in dilapidated condition? Can people live in them?" Chu Heng frowned.
"It has been unlivable for a long time. If the villagers hadn't helped with repairs every year, it would have collapsed long ago!" Yang Qing curled his lips and said: "This old lady's wife has died long ago, and she has only one daughter in the family. Since she married to Shantang
I haven’t been back since then, and now I live alone and can only rely on the help of the big guys to survive.”
"Hey, there is no shortage of miserable people in this world!" Chu Heng sighed, shook his head, and waved his hand for Yang Qing to call the door.
Yang Qing hurriedly came to the door, raised her hand and patted the door hard several times: "Grandma Hu, are you at home? Grandma Hu!"
The old lady might have fallen asleep, or maybe her ears weren't working very well. She knocked on the door for a while before a response came from inside.
"Here he is, who is he there?"
"It's me, Yang Qing!"
"Oh, wait a minute!"
After a while.
Slow footsteps sounded in the room, and then the door was pushed open inside, and Chu Heng also saw Grandma Hu.
He is over eighty years old, very thin, almost skin and bones, with sparse white hair sticking to his scalp, and old skin like cracked bark, dry and full of deep ravines.
The old lady carefully protected the half stick of foreign wax in her hand, squinted her eyes and looked at Yang Qing and the others, and asked in confusion: "Xiao Yang, please, what are you..."
"Grandma Hu, we have something urgent to ask you. Let's go inside and talk. It's too cold outside." Yang Qing said with trembling arms.
"Okay, come in quickly." The old lady smiled and stepped aside to invite them in.
Chu Heng took a deep look at the mole on the old lady's face and walked into the house calmly.
He had seen this mole so much that he couldn't get excited anymore.
Who knows if it's true or not...
Soon, they helped the old lady from the kitchen of the outhouse to the bedroom in the back room.
It was very simple, with just a kang bed, a cabinet, a table, and a long stool. Other than that, there wasn't even an electric light.
"You guys sit down and I'll get you some water."
The old lady was very polite. After inviting them into the house, she turned around and went to pour water.
"Stop being busy, old lady, let's ask you something and then leave." Chu Heng stopped her quickly, helped her back to the kang and sat down, and then asked: "Aunt, I want to ask you, do you know Wu Xiulian?"
?”
"Wu Xiulian?" The old lady was stunned when she heard this, and then she excitedly held his hand and asked urgently: "This is my sister, you...how do you know her? What is your relationship with her?"
