"Don't cry, little dog. Grandpa is fine. He will be fine in a few days."
"Be good, don't cry, you know, your grandpa needs to rest now!"
"If you don't obey me, I won't give you delicious food tonight!"
…
Several adults were busy coaxing and threatening, and finally made Gou Wazi stop crying.
Looking at his little grandson standing aside quietly holding his hand, the one-eyed old man was so distressed that he even shed tears.
It turns out that Gou Wa Zi is very naughty. He can't stop chattering with his little mouth for a moment.
But after experiencing this series of encounters, the little guy seemed to have changed into a different person. He was taciturn, timid, and acted like a fool!
Yu’an, the mother of Killing Thousand Swords!
The old man touched the child's little hand with pity and was heartbroken!
"Man, how is your health now?"
Chu Heng came to the bedside and cast a concerned look.
"It's okay, I won't die for a while." The one-eyed old man forced a smile and grinned.
"Haha, that's for sure, you are a lucky person." Chu Heng saw that he was still thinking about joking, so he no longer worried about anything. He turned to Dou Laodao and asked: "Taoist Master, I plan to go back tomorrow. What are you doing?"
Can you move your head?"
Dou Laodao stroked his beard and said with a gentle face: "No problem, as long as I'm watching over you, Brother Huang will be fine."
"That's good."
Chu Heng nodded with relief, chatted with a few people for a while, then got up and prepared to leave with Gou Wazi.
He reached out to grab the little guy who was supposed to be standing next to him, but his grasp was in vain. Brick took a look and found that the little guy actually ran to Jia Ying and watched him dissecting the body with relish.
There is something wrong with this child!
Chu Heng walked over dumbfounded, picked up Gou Wazi and walked out.
"grandfather!"
The little guy didn't want to. After finally finding his grandpa, how could he want to separate? He kept fussing in his arms.
"Your grandpa is recuperating now. You can't be disturbed. I'll take you to see grandpa tomorrow, and then we'll go home together." Chu Heng comforted the little guy in his arms and walked out until he was about to reach the front yard.
, Gouwazi also calmed down, and returned to the state of the little fool again, lying on his shoulder obediently, looking into the distance with empty eyes.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
soon.
The first one and the second one arrived at the car just as they were about to get in the car and leave.
A young man suddenly walked out of the room next to him and said to him: "Brother Chu, Director Jiang asked you to go to his office when you came back."
Chu Heng stopped and looked over in confusion: "Why is he looking for me?"
"Then I don't know." The young man shook his head with a smile, mixed a cigarette from his hand, then turned around and entered the house again.
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng smacked his lips helplessly and could only let go of the door handle and walked into the small building.
Soon, he carried the child to the door of Jiang Zhuolin's office and knocked hard on the door.
"Come in!"
Hearing the sound of agreement, Chu Heng pushed the door open and entered the house.
When he saw that he was coming, Jiang Zhuolin was extremely enthusiastic and waved hurriedly: "Come on, come on, sit down quickly, I have just made tea for you, please try it!"
Something's wrong!
Chu Heng walked over with a wary look on his face, muttering in his heart.
Jiang Zhuolin's appearance today is indeed a bit abnormal. He even made tea for him personally. You know that he has been here for so many days, let alone tea, he didn't even drink much saliva!
Looking at the fake smile on his face, it’s not hard to guess that this old guy must have held back his shit!
Chu Heng sat down suspiciously and smiled coquettishly: "Uncle Jiang, do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's nothing."
Jiang Zhuolin handed over a cup of tea with a smile. There was water vapor floating on the light green tea, and he continued in a gentle tone: "Aren't you about to leave? I think your kid hasn't been home yet, so I plan to go there tonight."
Invite you to have a meal at home and recognize the door."
I’m afraid it’s not the Hongmen Banquet!
Chu Heng immediately remembered the two so-called favors he owed when he first arrived in Dacheng. After rolling his eyes, he bared his teeth and smiled: "Next time, I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll pay you back when I get back."
I have something to be busy with."
"So urgent? Can Mr. Huang do it?" Jiang Zhuolin was a little stunned, obviously not expecting this.
"No problem, I just went to ask." Chu Heng looked at him with a smile.
"That's it." Jiang Zhuolin frowned when he heard this, raised his head and glanced at this guy, and said: "Then you are going to go tonight. I have told your aunt and asked her to buy groceries."
"No way, Uncle Jiang, I have a lot of things to arrange over there, so that's it, I'm leaving first!"
Chu Heng didn't give him a chance to speak anymore, he stood up with the child in his arms and ran out of the office in a hurry.
"Come back here!"
Jiang Zhuolin shouted a few words from behind, but the guy ran faster and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"This bastard!"
He suddenly became a little angry, cursed and went to the window to look out, just in time to see the guy running out of the building, then quickly got into the car and left the compound quickly.
"This kid is a ghost!"
Jiang Zhuo shook his head helplessly and muttered: "But if you can run away from the monk, you can also run away from the temple?"
…
The next day.
As soon as it got light, the dormitory building of the sugar factory became lively.
Everyone got up separately, washed their faces, brushed their teeth, packed their luggage, and prepared to leave for the return journey after breakfast.
Counting it all together, the oldest one in their group has been here for almost a month, and they have long since returned home.
After Chu Heng got up, he took Gou Wazi to the toilet, washed up, and then went to the canteen to find Wan Xiaotian, who was responsible for leading the team back to the city. After giving instructions, he drove away from the sugar factory.
He drove back, and Wan Xiaotian and his gang were riding bicycles. They didn't need to walk together, and they couldn't.
After Chu Heng drove out of the sugar factory, he first went to the guest house of the Public Security Bureau, picked up the old lady who had barely slept all night, and Cen Hao, who had a plaster on his hand, and then went to the Public Security Bureau together.
When they arrived at the place, Dou Laodao and the others had even packed their luggage and were waiting for him to come and set off.
"Are you okay?"
Chu Heng looked at the one-eyed old man who was tremblingly walking out of the house, and felt a little worried: "No, please stay for a few days. I will come back to pick you up after a while."
"It's okay."
The old man smiled weakly, reached out and patted the head of his little grandson who looked at him with concern. Then he got into the car with the help of Chu Heng and Jia Ying. When he met the old lady sitting in the car,
, the old man was obviously stunned, and then sighed with a sigh on his face: "I didn't expect that we would meet again after so many years."
"We know each other?"
When the old lady was selling things, the old man was wrapped up so tightly that he couldn't recognize her. He squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He shook his head apologetically: "Sorry for my poor eyesight, I can't remember where I saw it."
You are welcome."
"Ha ha."
The old man smiled and stretched out his hand and placed it on the old lady's withered palm: "I was the one who collected your things back then. I haven't seen you in more than ten years. You have changed a lot. What a great change!"
"It's you!"
The old lady's eyes widened, she looked at the old man carefully, then swatted his hand away and looked at him warily: "Just talk, why are you touching me!"
Old and dishonest stuff!
When you first collected my things, you took advantage of me!
