It’s a Bit Early To Cross

After Chu Heng, Pan Dalei and others went to the brigade to retrieve their bicycles, they rode out of the Qiushan shop all the way.

When he came outside the village, he looked at the vast and huge reservoir not far away, which not only made his hands itchy for him who had long wanted to swing two shots, but then he thought about facing the gang of the propaganda team again when he went back. Man, there was a burst of depression in his heart for no reason.

Ever since, Chu Heng hesitated for a moment, then stopped the car decisively, and said to Pan Dalei who was traveling with him, "Then what, I won't go with you guys. Look."

Naturally, Pan Dalei and the others had no objection, and Chu Heng was not under their control. He has long legs, so he can go wherever he likes.

"Then let's go first."

"Come visit me when you have time."

"Be careful, don't fall into the water."

The three waved goodbye to him, turned their heads and rode away quickly on their bicycles.

After watching the few people go away, Chu Heng rubbed his hands excitedly, turned the car around quickly, and rushed to the Qiushan Reservoir not far away.

This reservoir is very close to Qiushandian, and he came to the water's edge within five minutes of riding his bicycle.

He stood on the shore and watched, the clear blue water stretched from the sky to the earth, as if there was no limit, the gentle breeze blew through, forming fine folds, which seemed to be covered with a layer of glittering under the reflection of the bright sun above his head. Broken silver, like a large piece of blue silk that has been blown and crumpled.

“Nice view!”

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Chu Heng, who had been a little depressed these days, only felt that he was in a good mood.

He hurriedly groped around, found a relatively flat water bank, ran over there, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one, he sneakily took out various fishing tackle from the warehouse.

Then it was a smooth operation, making a nest, finding the bottom, adjusting the drift, hanging the bait, throwing the rod, and then lighting a cigarette. The old **** sat on the horse and waited for the fish to take the bait.

At this moment, the waist that finally touched the fishing rod is no longer sore, the legs don't hurt anymore, and even the daughter-in-law doesn't think much about it.

As we all know, there are completely two states before and after the fisherman touches the fishing rod.

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At around six o'clock in the evening, Chu Heng, who was fully tanned, returned to the winery with a white mouth.

This afternoon, his harvest can be said to be quite generous. He caught more than 30 fish, of different sizes and types. grass carp.

The winery had already had dinner, and the workers who had worked all day did not go back to rest, but dragged their tired bodies and gathered in twos and threes outside the house, staring at the open space with expressionless faces. Those members of the propaganda team in the center who are preparing for the study meeting later.

It's a pity that this is not a fantasy world, and eyes can't kill people, otherwise these guys would have become a hornet's nest long ago.

"Clatter clatter!"

At this time, Chu Heng came back on a 28-bar. Looking at the crowd gathered in the open space, he pouted secretly, turned around and rode into the carport.

Jiang Fanghao, who was standing under the eaves and chatting with someone, also noticed that he was back, and hurriedly greeted him.

When Chu Heng rode his bicycle into the carport, he happened to join him.

"Team leader, where have you been today? How do you get back these old fish?" Jiang Fanghao couldn't help but feel a sudden shock when he saw the fish hanging on the car and his obviously darkened complexion.

Didn't you mean to talk to those brigade captains? Why does it look like you have been fishing for a day?

With this master's unreliable nature, he might really do this...

"Why else should I go?" Chu Heng, who had parked the car, smiled and took off the iron chains tied to the girder, glanced at the propaganda team in the distance, and said while locking the car: "I'll ask Pan Dalei to return it in the morning. I chatted with the captains of Liu Xi, and there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so I went to the reservoir to fish for a while."

Only then did Jiang Fanghao feel relieved, and immediately asked, "How did the conversation go? Did they agree?"

"I'm asking this question. If I come forward in person, is there anything we can't discuss?" Chu Heng said with a smile, "They all agreed, and when there is a conflict later, they will bring people to cooperate with us."

"Haha, that's great, with their help, we can accomplish half of this!" Jiang Fanghao suddenly smiled.

"Don't patronize Le, how is your end?" Chu Heng asked concerned.

"Look over there." Jiang Fanghao pointed at the propaganda team, "Jin Bao is really capable. I brought him back in the morning, and in the afternoon he joined the propaganda team."

Chu Heng followed his gaze, and saw Jin Bao, whose bruises had not disappeared, standing beside a young man from the propaganda team who was younger than him, talking something, from the expressions of the two From the looks of it, they seem to get along pretty well.

He still has a little impression of that young man, that is, the grandson who didn't let people eat yesterday, seems to be called Yonglai, but he can't remember the details, anyway, it's not a good cake.

"good."

Chu Heng nodded with a smile, and beckoned Jiang Fanghao to go with him to the kitchen with the fish in the cart.

As soon as the two came to the periphery of the crowd, they were reading braids in a small book, when they saw Chu Heng, and their eyes lit up.

Because I couldn't see him, Twist Braid's heart was empty all day long, as if something had been taken away. Now that he finally came back, the little girl couldn't stop her joy in her heart. She quickly put away her small book and smiled. Yingying walked over.

"Comrade Chu Heng, why did you take so long to come back?"

This tone was like a little daughter-in-law complaining about her husband who didn't come home all night.

Many people around looked over with weird expressions, but due to the special status of the two parties, no one dared to make irresponsible remarks.

Brother Yong also looked sideways, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jin Bao at the side looked at the corners of his mouth slightly raised, rolled his eyes, and remained silent.

Chu Heng looked at the braid who was walking towards him with a happy face, and felt helpless in his heart. He wanted to ignore her, but he couldn't do so, so he could only stop and greeted with a smirk: "I'm delayed by something. "

While talking, the braided braid came to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and immediately chatted with him about his great achievements in a day.

For example, how did the comrades work hard under her leadership, how much work did they do, how did she clean up who was lazy because of being lazy, and so on.

Chu Heng just hummed and listened until the study session was about to start, then he got rid of her entanglement, found Teng Erwei with the fish, and asked him to deal with it.

Immediately, just like yesterday, he moved a bench to the open space, found a seat at the outermost edge of the crowd, and held the meeting listlessly.

This continued until after ten o'clock at night, when the study session ended.

"Is this group of grandsons going to fight hard? How can they be so energetic at night after a whole day of tossing around in the daytime?"

Inside the house, Chu Heng was cursing and washing his feet. He had been fishing vigorously all afternoon, but now his back was aching again.

(end of this chapter)