It’s a Bit Early To Cross

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Looking at Chu Heng's back, Xu Damao was thoughtful.

Is it a coincidence?

Or who invited him over to sweep his prestige?

Otherwise, why did he bring up the couplet just after talking about the group meeting? Both of these are things that he just vetoed!

After thinking for a while, he shook his head and denied his thoughts.

You know, Chu Heng's current status is already different from the past. To put it mildly, as the deputy factory director, in the eyes of others, he probably doesn't even count as a fart. Why don't you come here on purpose?

Maybe it's just a coincidence...

Xu Damao smiled wryly, turned his head to the house, put on his coat, and hurried to the front yard, and asked him to write the couplets first, otherwise when Chu Heng passed by, he heard that he was not allowed to write them again, and if they were not complete, he would write them. Any thoughts.

now.

Yan Bugui was anxiously waiting for the result at home, he would go to the door to have a look, and he was anxious like an old dog in heat.

"Why hasn't there been any movement yet?" The old man was circling around the table with his hands behind his back, and asked the little girl impatiently, "Xie Ya, did you tell Chu Heng?"

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"I'm telling you, Dad." Yan Jiedi looked at him helplessly: "You've asked me eight hundred times, are you annoying?"

"Hey, how do you talk, kid?" The old man glared at her sternly, and then he couldn't help but said, "Could it be that Chu Heng didn't understand? Why don't you go there again."

"That's right, I can't go." Yan Jiedi was so annoyed that he got up and went to get dressed.

"Is Uncle Yan at home?"

At this moment, Xu Damao's voice came from outside the door.

The old man's face was overjoyed immediately, and then he turned into the usual cautious look when facing Xu Damao's scourge, bowed his waist, and with a smile on his face, he walked quickly to open the door, without any arrogance to move back.

"Squeak."

As the door opened, Xu Damao was seen standing in front of the door smiling.

"Deputy Director Xu, come in quickly, come in quickly." The old man nodded and bowed to invite him into the house.

After taking a seat.

Yan Bugui fumbled and searched for half a box of large-scale production from his pocket, and handed it over, curiously asked: "Is Deputy Director Xu coming here at this time for business?"

"Yes, there is something."

Xu Damao nodded, took the cigarette with disgust and put it aside, then said with a fake smile: "That's the case, I thought about it when I went back just now, we still have to hold this party, you said it's all How old is the old tradition, you can’t say it’s gone, and you have to take courage to write couplets, and everything will remain as usual.”

"Hey, that's really great." The old man was overjoyed immediately, and then threw out the words as if he didn't want money, and praised the other party so that he was light-hearted.

After a while like this, Xu Damao guessed that the meal at home should be ready soon, so he got up to say goodbye and leave.

"Go slowly, come and sit when you have time." Yan Bugui sent him away with a smile on his face, turned around and shouted: "Monkey boys, hurry up and bring the red paper and ink I bought a while ago!"

"What are you doing here? Looks like it's time to eat." Aunt Yan poked her head out of the kitchen with a frown.

"Tsk, eating is more important than making money?" The old man glared back at her: "Our family's New Year's expenses can all be counted on it!"

…

In the backyard, in the house of the deaf old lady.

At this time, dinner is already served.

Chu Heng and Uncle Yi were sitting next to each other, holding a wine cup in each hand, drinking happily.

Qin Jingru, who was on the opposite side, secretly observed his lover, silently remembering that he ate more of that dish and less of that dish, and wanted to make him some of his favorite food when he came again in the future.

Xiao Ni and the deaf old lady were also eating and chatting. The center of the topic was of course the child. Several old people taught Ni Yinghong some precautions during pregnancy and the experience of raising the child after birth.

"Ahhh!"

The little tiger girl who was put on the kang was playing with a little tiger hanging from the roof with a string, with a contented smile on her face.

Not long ago, she finally ate the big granary she had been thinking about. Although she didn't drink any milk, and the granary still smelled of smoke and heather, she finally ate it.

It can be regarded as a matter of heart.

Want nothing!

And because there were mostly women and old people on the table, they didn't eat this meal for too long.

After Chu Heng had a couple of drinks with Uncle Yi, he spun two large bowls of rice, and then began to remove the tables.

Not long.

Tea was replaced on the table.

Qin Jingru specially entrusted someone to buy the tea leaves. It was the Keemun black tea that Chu Hengchang drank.

"Zip!"

Chu Heng, who had just eaten and drank enough, took a sip of the tea with a satisfied face, and immediately tasted what it was. He smiled and looked at the busy second room outside the window, and made a silly girl in his heart.

"Puff puff!"

The little Huniu who was being held in Xiao Ni's arms became fussy at this moment, and sprayed at Chu Heng with her mouth, splashing all the saliva on his face.

"Hey, what are you up to, little guy?"

Chu Heng cheerfully wiped some saliva off his face, stretched out his hand and hugged the child, opened his mouth wide and kissed the little Huniu's face, and then said self-righteously, "What? Do you miss your godfather?" Me?"

And Little Huniu was indeed shocked at this time.

Immediately, she brought her small face to this guy's mouth and smelled it, then turned around and stretched out her arms towards Xiao Ni.

"Kiss me anyway." Ni Yinghong joyfully took the child over.

Little Huniu plunged into her arms, sniffed hard, then raised her head in disbelief, looked at Xiao Ni, then at Chu Heng, grinned and cried.

I will never be with you again!

No wonder I had to feed me a big granary, it turned out that I was fed the dog!

…

The next day, early morning.

Today is New Year's Eve, according to the old principles, the family has to start preparing the New Year's Eve dinner at this time, and all the good things that have been saved for a year have to be moved out at this time.

The fried things that should be fried, the stewed meat that should be stewed, must be fragrant all over the city.

"Hey! It's been so boring this year!"

In the small courtyard of the Chu family, the couple sighed and got up from the bed, with reluctance on their faces.

They are going to work today.

Even though they didn't want to go, after lying on the bed for a while, the young couple had to get up.

Xiao Ni went to wash up. After Chu Heng finished emptying the spittoon, he went back to the room and took out the couplet that Yan Bugui helped write yesterday, and ran outside the door to soak it.

"The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are furious, and the five continents are shaken by wind and thunder."

The sense of age is overwhelming!

"Should I say it or not~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Old man Yan's handwriting is quite good." Chu Heng stood in front of the door and looked at it for a while, and when he turned around, he saw Uncle Zhao from the West Court coming out with a pair.

The old and the young looked at each other, and dryly said a few unwritten words of respect for the early years, and Chu Heng stepped into the room.

After a while.

After the couple had breakfast, they packed up their things and went out, ready to go to work.

Among the neighbors, most of them were in the same situation as them, and only a small number of people's units did not respond to the call.

"whispering sound!"

Chu Heng glanced enviously at Zhao Huan of Uncle Zhao's family. He was one of the few people who didn't have to go to work.

These are people who don't contribute to society...

A certain grandson comforted himself like this.