Because it was still early before dawn, the breakfast shops in the city had not opened yet, or they had opened but were closed. So after Chu Heng came out of Zhang Yan's place, he ran east and west, planning to pick up the car first and then go back to the store.
Go buy breakfast for your wife.
The time is just right.
Perhaps to save electricity, the street lights were turned off at some point. As he walked along the way, it was pitch black everywhere, and there were very few pedestrians. It took him a long time to see one or two.
Some were holding flashlights, and some were holding lanterns. The dim light couldn't illuminate very far. From a distance, it looked like two will-o'-the-wisps swaying up and down.
A little cautious!
"Hiss, it's so cold!"
After riding in the car for a while, the military coat on his body became a decoration. The cold wind came in through the gaps in the clothes, constantly robbing the body of the temperature, freezing him like a third grandson, shivering.
As I pedaled in a hurry, I wondered which comrade with a disability and a strong will was working even though he was sick to make a contribution!
Tsk.
Let’s talk about this person.
It is really difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
I remember when he first crossed over, he climbed up at midnight and ran to Pigeon City in the middle of the night, and he didn't feel too cold. Now that he stopped driving, he started to feel a little unbearable.
"Gada Gada..."
In order to get back to the warm car as soon as possible, Chu Heng hummed and pedaled the bicycle so hard that the chain kicked up sparks.
It took about fifteen or six minutes to reach the place.
Looking at the big guy lying quietly in front of the hotel from a distance, he felt friendly for the first time.
He didn't take this old car seriously at all. After this brief separation, he finally realized that he couldn't live without it.
Or how can we say that people only know how to cherish after losing something?
"Hey, my little baby, you miss me so much!"
Chu Heng quickly rode to the car, took out the key, opened the trunk, stuffed the bike in, and then got into the car with a puff of smoke.
It was freezing outside all night, and it was actually quite cold in the car, but it was better than the lack of wind.
Like a housekeeper, Chu Heng hugged the steering wheel and kissed her hard. After struggling to turn on the ignition, she sat in the car for a while, waited for the car to warm up, then drove away and went straight to Huguo Temple.
snack bar.
When he arrived, the restaurant was open, the lights were on, and many people were busy in front and behind.
"bump!"
After parking the car in front of the door, Chu Heng got out of the warm car with a bag of lunch boxes, trotted into the store, and went straight to a skinny aunt with a matchmaker's mole.
He handed it over and neatly reported the names of a bunch of dishes: "Auntie, I am tired, please give me a fried liver..."
The aunt seemed to have reached menopause. Before Ya could finish what he said, she impatiently interrupted him. She raised her hand and pointed at the opposite wall, with a dark and dissatisfied face: "Are your eyeballs in your crotch?
What's wrong? Didn't you see the nutrition time written on it? Get out!"
Chu Heng's face turned dark instantly.
He looked in the direction that his aunt pointed and saw a wooden sign hanging on the wall, which said the business hours were from 5:30 am to 3 pm. There were also several red and black letters on the wall next to it.
Warning. …
It is strictly prohibited to beat or scold customers without any reason!
Well, literally, you can hit or scold if you have concerns...
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!
In this place, even Shichahai's awesome loud voice Heng was intimidated. Ya had no choice but to take back his lunch box. Without daring to say a harsh word, he turned around and stared blankly in the mocking eyes of the hotel employees.
He opened the door, took a breath and got into the car again.
"Damn it, sooner or later I will take over your shabby shop!"
Chu Heng cursed and took out the cigarette. After taking a few puffs, he dug out a Ge Kiln porcelain plate from the warehouse that he had taken from the Deng family's old house. He looked at it with pleasure and let out a few weird laughs from time to time.
Before I knew it, it was half past five.
Chu Heng hurriedly put away the plates, took the lunch box out of the car again, and entered the restaurant.
This time, the waiters had no reason to embarrass him. After waiting for them to load the things, he hurriedly left with his net bag.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
The Volga left a trail of exhaust gas and quickly drove away from the Huguo Temple, passing through the streets and alleys, and soon returned to Xiaolihua.
By this time, many of the neighbors had already gotten up, and there was a long queue outside the public toilets.
When Chu Heng returned home, his grandfather also woke up and was about to fetch water to wash up.
Seeing this guy coming in from outside with a tired look on his face, the old man was suddenly stunned: "When did you go out?"
"It was midnight last night. You can wash it. I'll call Ni Yinghong." Chu Heng casually put the net bag on the table and returned to the east room with a yawning sound.
Xiao Ni was still sleeping at this time. The briquette stove was turned off at some point, and it was freezing cold in the room. The girl wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, revealing her head, like a silkworm spinning silk.
Seeing this, Chu Heng's face showed a touch of tenderness, he walked to the bed quietly, lowered his head and kissed his wife: "Get up, I bought it early."
"Hmm~"
Miss Ni opened her eyes while being fascinated by the lake. She hadn't slept enough. She stared at her husband's charming face for a while, then stretched out two snow-white arms to hook his neck, and she let out a tired sigh.
After kissing her hard, she got out of bed and got dressed.
Hey young.
It's white and tender, and it makes someone's head grow bigger again.
But now, unlike in the past when there were just two people at home, we could have in-depth communication at any time and anywhere. There was also a grandpa outside, so this guy could suppress his anger and get a handful at the fruit stall.
, and quickly went outside to prepare breakfast.
"You dead man!"
Ni Yinghong glared at her husband's back with an angry look, then hurriedly got dressed and washed up.
Half an hour later.
After the family had breakfast, Chu Heng took the dishes and washed them, while Xiao Ni ran back to the house and took out the fruit basket he had exchanged for last night and handed it to his grandfather: "When you go to the hospital today, take the handbag with you.
Take this to grandma."
"Did Chu Heng get it again?" Grandpa looked at the fresh fruits in the basket calmly. He was slightly surprised and then quickly recovered.
He is already used to being surprised by his grandson-in-law who always surprises people. Not to mention this basket of fruits, he will not be surprised if he brings Miss Qiu back someday.
"Well, they said they were brought by friends from the south." Ni Yinghong reluctantly looked away from the big green-skinned and black-striped watermelon, and went back to the house to pack her things. After a while, the couple drove away from home.
Arrive at Sanliangdian.
Chu Heng, who had been thinking about the Jia family's big melon, hurriedly ran to the aunts who were watching the morning tea party.
Aunt Sun is worthy of being the leader of the aunt, and she has never let him down.
As soon as Chu Heng leaned over, he pulled him over and said with joy: "Have you heard, Xiao Chu, the Widow Qin in the hospital where you used to live was caught for breaking her shoes!"
