It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Chu Heng took a few glances at the door with his head probe, then forcibly endured his nausea and shrank back.

The taste of this bowl of dog food is a bit heavy, and he doesn't even want to look at it.

Vomit!

Squatting at the door and smoking a cigarette, Zhang Yicai walked out with a blushing face holding a spittoon, and after waiting for a while, he ran to the toilet to clean up the spittoon without daring to look at Chu Heng.

When she came back, Chu Heng explained a few words in the past, then hurriedly left the hospital and rushed to Hu's house.

Hu Zhengwen's family must be notified of such a big event, and there is an old man waiting in his house, so he can't stay here with Zhang Yi to take care of Hu Zhengwen, and needs to be replaced by someone from the Hu family.

Under the thin moonlight, Chu Heng was galloping all the way against the cold wind, and it took more than ten minutes to arrive at the large courtyard where the Hu family was located.

In the dead of night, everyone is silent.

Every household in the courtyard was still immersed in their sleep, and Chu Heng didn't care about it. He strode to the front of Hu's house and slammed the door hard.

"Dong dong, dong dong dong!"

After knocking several times in succession, the lights in Hu's house came on, and other people in the courtyard also turned on the lights and leaned on the windows to look here.

After a while, a series of footsteps came to the door from far and near, but the door was not opened. Father Hu's vigilant voice sounded from inside: "Who is it?"

"Uncle Hu, I'm Hengzi, Hu Zhengwen was injured and was hospitalized." Chu Heng said.

"what!"

Hu's father was shocked when he heard this, he quickly pulled the door bolt, walked out, grabbed him and asked anxiously, "How's the injury? How did you get hurt!"

Before Chu Heng could answer, Mother Hu also ran out in a panic, and asked with tears in her eyes, "Little Chu, how is the text now?"

Chu Heng said quickly: "Don't worry, it's just a little skin injury, it's not a big problem, he is waiting for Zhang Yi over there."

"That's good, that's good." Mother Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately pulled Father Hu into the house in a hurry: "Old man, hurry up and pack up, you can't let the girl serve the text alone!"

The old couple was busy, and some neighbors in the courtyard who heard the movement also ran out one after another, asking about the situation.

Chu Heng impatiently prevaricates for a while, and after Hu's father and Hu's mother tidy up, he hurriedly took them to escape from the yard. These neighbors really care less and eat more melons.

The Hu family only had a bicycle, which was ridden by Hu Zhengwen, so Chu Heng had to drag them to the hospital.

Hu's mother sat in the back seat with a large bag and a small package, Hu's father sat sideways on the beam, Chu Heng hummed and hurriedly pedaled the car, and the three of them swayed on the road.

Needless to say, the quality of the bikes at this time was really good.

Went to the place and led the old couple into the ward. Chu Heng accompanies them to talk again. He glanced at Zhang Yi, Hu's father and Hu's mother with complicated expressions, and left the hospital.

You can guess it with your toes. When the Hu family finds out the truth about Hu Zhengwen's shooting, the relationship between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law will not end. Even Zhang Yi can't enter the Hu family's door.

A proper ethical drama!

However, this is someone else's housework, and he is not good at getting involved as an outsider, so he can only squat on the side and eat melons.

When Chu Heng came home from the hospital, it was nearly four o'clock, and the third uncle and grandpa woke up at this time.

He entered the room and turned on the light. Seeing the old man getting dressed, he asked in surprise, "Why are you up so early?"

"Let's go at this point. You can get home before dark, but it's too late to see the road." The old man smiled and looked at him. Although he was curious about why he wasn't at home, he didn't ask much.

Chu Heng was stunned when he heard the words: "Are you going to leave today? I'm still thinking of getting you some old clothes to take home, or are you waiting for a day?"

"I don't need it, I don't need it. It's good if you can lend me some food. There is no shortage of clothes at home." The old man hurriedly waved his hands, and tugged at his clothes again, saying, "And I've taken all your clothes here. I can't take advantage of you."

"What does it take advantage of, and old clothes are worthless." Chu Heng shook his head amusedly, looking at the thin and thin body of the old man, his heart suddenly moved, and he hurried to the outhouse.

He first got more than 60 catties of stick noodles from the warehouse and put them next to the rice jar.

Afterwards, he rummaged through the piles of wood planks that were piled in the corner to start the fire, and found a few that were fairly strong. He wiped his body and found tools, intending to nail a sledge for the old man.

The third uncle and grandfather have to go back with a hundred kilograms of grain, and they have to walk more than a hundred miles. It is not enough to carry it on his shoulders. A sledge can make it easier to pull it.

Good people do it in the end.

The old man heard the jingling outside, and walked over curiously. Seeing that he was playing with a few wooden boards, he asked, "Hengzi, what are you doing?"

"I'll make you a sledge, so that you can pull the grain back directly." Chu Heng said while nailing the plank.

The third uncle and grandfather sighed after hearing this, the child's humanity is really unspoken, it's really too honest.

How could he look at it? He dared to rush forward and get busy with it.

The two of them first nailed a wooden raft with two thick wooden sticks at the bottom. The front end was cut into an arc shape with a knife~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Finally, they found a hemp rope and tied it to both sides of the front section of the sledge. .

Chu Heng stood on the sledge and stepped on it. Seeing that it was still strong, he nodded with satisfaction, and immediately went to get the pot to wash the rice: "You can leave after dinner, it's not too bad for a while."

The old man wanted to refuse, but he opened his mouth and didn't say a word. He knew very well that it was useless to refuse. If he didn't eat, the child would not let him go.

Because the third uncle and grandfather left in a hurry, Chu Heng didn't make breakfast too complicated, just a pot of thick porridge, ready-made large steamed buns with white flour, and a small dish of pickles.

After putting the boiled porridge and hot steamed buns on the table, Chu Heng boiled the water again, put six eggs in it, and planned to let the old man eat on the road.

The third uncle and grandpa looked at the food on the table, and was speechless. He thought it was specially prepared for him, and said distressedly, "This is too wasteful! Just get some porridge."

One of them didn't know how poor the other was, and the other didn't know how rich the other was.

After eating, the eggs were also cooked. Chu Heng put the eggs and three steamed buns in a cloth bag and handed them over to the old man: "You can eat this on the way."

"Oh, then I'll leave, and I'll come back after the New Year's distribution." The old man replied dully, took the things and put them in his arms, turned his head and left.

Chu Heng sent the old man to the gate of the hospital, and he returned to the house with sighs until he disappeared into the darkness.

The third uncle and grandpa are just a microcosm of the rural people of this era. There are many more people like him in this land.

After Chu Heng fell into a deep sleep, the old man who had not left for a long time suddenly returned to the large courtyard. He did not disturb Chu Heng, but just walked to the door, knelt down and kowtowed heavily, and then left quietly.

The Yang family will never forget this kindness.