It’s a Bit Early To Cross

The old man beside Chu Heng looked to be in his sixties. Like many old farmers nowadays, his skin was dark, his face was densely covered with dimples, and his back was a bit bent.

He was wearing this washed and faded four-pocket cadre jacket, and his lower body was a pair of army green trousers with patches on the knees. The trousers were rolled up a lot, exposing the worn-out yellow rubber shoes on his feet.

The old man was still smoking, holding the stem of a jade-mouthed copper pot in his hand, and he clicked one mouthful after another. The pungent smell of the old dry tobacco made Chu Heng, an old smoker, a little unbearable, but there was no one in the house. He could only endure the vacant seat and endure it.

At this moment, he finally realized the feeling of those who do not smoke second-hand smoke.

I really want to throw the old man out...

At this moment, the old secretary Kong had finished speaking, and it was the turn of a deputy secretary to speak. He was talking endlessly about 404, what class, ism, and blah blah blah.

After listening to it for a while, Chu Heng couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "It hurts to be idle, why don't we order more food so that everyone can have enough food?"

The old man next to him had good ears and could hear him clearly. He glanced at him unexpectedly and looked him up and down. There was a kind of admiration for seeing a confidant. He turned the cigarette stick in his hand upside down and knocked it on the sole of his shoe. He was not afraid. When others heard it, they said to Chu Heng as if there was no one else present: "You young man is right, with all this fuss, it would be more beneficial to buy two catties of grain!"

His voice was very loud, and many people in front of him heard it. Immediately, some people turned their heads and wanted to reprimand him.

But this also startled Chu Heng, and he quickly sat upright, looking forward, as if he was certified to listen to the lecture.

He just had a broken mouth just now, and couldn't help but gurgled, but he was overheard unexpectedly. Fortunately, it didn't cause any trouble, otherwise it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

After all, this is not Sijiucheng. He is a very strong dragon, but he may not be able to overwhelm the local snake.

Just keep your mouth shut in the future, so as not to stumble in this small valley!

The old man looked at this guy's trembling look, and immediately looked disgusted: "I thought you were so courageous, but you are also a eggless guy!"

Chu Heng, who was just muttering to shut up, couldn't help it immediately, turned his head to look at the old man, and said angrily: "What are you talking about? Are you like you, yelling stupidly, or being shirtless? Go up and fight with them, is there an egg?"

"That's a silly hat!"

"Do you know what it means to keep the green hills without worrying about no firewood?"

The old man was not angry when he heard the words, and smiled again on his face: "He's still a little cunning!"

"Wrong, I'm a slicker!" Chu Heng looked serious, and this mistake must be corrected.

The old man glanced at him again, and felt that this kid was quite interesting, thinking that he was idle anyway, so he chatted with him: "I heard that your accent is not from the local area, why did you come to our venue?" gone?"

"It's nothing to do, come and listen." Chu Heng happened to be quite bored, so he took out a cigarette and handed it over, and asked casually, "Men, do you know when this will end?"

"It's early!" The old man glanced at the rostrum, and the old **** opened the big front door, with a look of experience, and hummed: "I haven't said anything about the business, I have to listen to them first, and I will be there at noon." Have a meal, and there will be another game in the afternoon, and it will probably be dark when it is over."

"That's really annoying." Chu Heng held his nose and grinned, and began to talk to the old man: "Oh, by the way, man, I don't know what your name is yet."

"My name is Pan Dalei, from Mulangou." Pan Dalei looked at him with a smile, with a hint of shrewdness in his vicissitudes of life, and said, "If I guess correctly, we should be neighbors, right?"

"Yo, how did you know?" Chu Heng wasn't too surprised by this, but he still acted like he was surprised to make the old man happy.

An old guy like Pan Dalei who has achieved a little bit, what he likes to see most is the appearance of crushing his juniors with his accumulated experience over the long years. Hearing this, his face showed a touch of complacency, and he said in an understatement tone: " What’s so hard to guess? With a Jingli accent, our commune only has people from Jingli in the Raoshizi Winery from Beijing near our brigade.”

"So that's what happened." Chu Heng acted suddenly enlightened, then gave a thumbs up, and said with admiration: "It's an old comrade after all, his eyes are really poisonous!"

"Then take a look."

The old man raised his chin, and his smile became brighter and brighter. He felt that this kid was getting more and more appetizing, so he couldn't help but start talking, and told him about his great achievements when he was young.

Most of them are things like catching traitors and killing devils, and there is a lot of water.

How dare he brag that he singled out six devil soldiers by himself!

Why don't you play an anti-Japanese drama here?

Besides, if you really have this ability, why plan food in the soil?

But even if Chu Heng heard that something was wrong, he didn't poke him, just listened cheerfully, and then marveled at the festival, and seriously cooperated with the old man's performance, so he had the right to listen to it.

After a while, the morning meeting finally came to an end.

"Okay, let's stop here for the time being, and continue in the afternoon. Everyone, go to the toilet to rest first, and then go to the cafeteria after finishing the speech." A deputy secretary gave an order after finishing his speech, and then stood up with the old secretary Kong and other leaders , ready to leave.

The others also stood up in whispers, and there was a commotion for a while.

"Please wait!"

Chu Heng quickly stood up and let out a groan, which startled Pan Dalei.

The movements of the people in the room froze in unison, and they turned their heads to look at this strange handsome young man in doubt.

Secretary Kong Chuan had already discovered that he had come in, and was about to ask Qiao Duo to invite him to the cafeteria for dinner. Seeing this, he asked curiously, "Comrade Chu Heng, what's the matter?"

"It's a small matter." Chu Heng squeezed from the crowd to the rostrum with a smile, and said to Kong Chuan and the other commune leaders: "Several leaders, I would like to take this opportunity to talk to you about the dispatch of workers. Can you make it easier?"

"Is there anything you can do, just say it." A deputy secretary wanted to give him a favor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so he turned his head and said to the captains of the various teams who were still looking at each other: "Big guy first Wait a minute, Director Chu Heng of Xiangyang Red Winery has something to tell you, please be quiet."

Everyone heard the words and sat back again.

They all know that Xiangyang Red Winery has been tossing around since years ago. They are building roads and digging canals.

If such a big leader wants to speak, we can only listen.

Pan Dalei was dumbfounded, what a shame, this young man became the director of the factory at such a young age, what a background his family has! ?

The old man has been farming all his life, and he doesn't know a lot of big characters. It can be said that he has no knowledge, but his brain is sharp. Just from Chu Heng's age, he can think of a lot.

"Let me bow to everyone first!"

At this time, Chu Heng on the rostrum suddenly bent down and bowed. He was thinking about his words in his heart, and was about to start fooling around... drawing cakes.