It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Director Lian didn't let him succeed. He took back the fruit ticket and smiled like a hairless old fox: "It was sent by the street office yesterday, do you want it, kid?"

"If you dare to give it to me, dare to ask for it." Chu Heng squinted at the obviously malicious old man, wanting to see what kind of fart he was holding back.

"That can't be given for nothing, this thing was sent to me on purpose,"

The old man shook the ticket in his hand, and finally showed his fox's tail and said, "If you want it, that's fine, but if you buy it back, you have to give me the same amount."

Dare to pay attention to this.

"It's for you." Chu Heng went up and grabbed the ticket. He felt a little bit amused in his heart. The director of a dignified grain store was even reluctant to pay for fruit, so he had to come to take advantage of a junior.

This is poor.

But that's fine, it just happened to be cheaper for him.

He knows that the worst thing about someone right now is money!

"You can be considered speculative, I'll expose you when I look back." Chu Heng looked at the fruit tickets in his hand, feeling very good.

There are four tickets in total, two for oranges and two for apples, all of which are five jins.

Absolutely good stuff.

"Also expose me. If you don't want it, bring it. I'll keep it at home for the bottom of the box." The old man stared, posing to grab the fruit ticket.

"What a pity to press the bottom of the box."

Chu Heng smiled and ducked, wiped his body and walked out.

"You just sit here and don't move, I'll go buy some oranges."

When I came to the shop in the front house, the big guy was busy, loading food, pumping oil, and collecting tickets, all without touching the ground.

Um... there is also an example.

Luo Yang's grandson is wandering around, which is out of tune with the busy environment around him.

Chu Heng glanced at him, picked up a few cloth bags from the cabinet, and walked out of the shop happily.

There are many people in the non-staple food store, and the queue to buy meat is long.

Chu Heng stood aside and looked at it. Seeing that there was beef for sale, he quickly took out some meat tickets from his body and got into the non-staple food store.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Dead Fisheye, who was flirting with a little girl at a counter.

This guy didn't care about this, he walked quickly to the dead fish's eye, and handed over a box of big front doors and a handful of money tickets: "Dude, I'm tired."

The dead fisheye who was disturbed was still a little unhappy. When he looked up and saw him, he quickly greeted him with a smile, put the cigarette in his pocket, glanced at the money ticket, and was quite surprised: "Oh, buddy, where did you get it? The good stuff."

In the past, things that Chu Heng bought were not too rare, as long as they had a little knowledge, they could buy them, but this time they wanted to buy fruit, which really made the dead fish look in a different light.

"Our director gave it." Chu Heng smiled, raised the watch on his wrist, and urged, "Hurry up, I asked for leave, so I'm in a hurry to go back."

"Okay, I'll get it for you." Dead Fish Eye touched the cigarette in his pocket with a smile, and then asked what his specific requirements were.

In a few minutes, the things that Chu Heng wanted were handed over to him.

The work efficiency has been qualitatively improved.

Ten catties of beef, ten catties of apples, ten catties of oranges, five catties of pork ribs, and three hairtails cost him a full twenty-one and fifteen cents.

A small half-month salary!

But I am envious of other people who come to buy things next to me.

"Thank you buddy, let's talk later, I have to go back to work." Chu Heng smiled and left with his things. When he arrived at the nearby alley, he sent most of the food to the warehouse, leaving only the oranges, apples, and other items. There was a small piece of beef reserved for dinner.

Back at the grain store, he began to arrogantly deliver one by one, one apple and one orange per person.

"I've tried it all, I just bought it."

"Hey, this is a good thing, you can still eat this in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month."

"Xiao Chu is benevolence and righteousness, and he will never forget us if there is anything good."

The aunts were overjoyed, they put the fruit into their bags with great smiles, and prepared to go home and pretend to be coercive with the neighbors.

"Who made you all my aunts? I don't care about you. I don't care about anyone." Chu Heng passed over the aunts, smiled and handed the apples and oranges to Ni Yinghong: "Try it, it's very sweet."

This girl originally wanted to refuse, but her brother made an embarrassing incident this morning, which made the girl a little afraid to face Chu Heng, and even wanted to distance himself from him to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, but...

But what he gave was too greedy!

Who doesn't want to eat something fresh in this cold winter?

Ni Yinghong hesitated a little, her soul was soon occupied by the foodie attribute, she blushed and tenderly, she reached out her hand to take it: "Thank you."

Forget it, I've eaten him so many times anyway, not bad this time.

Go back and knit a scarf for him.

The girl who hasn't even finished one glove thought so.

Chu Heng didn't know so many thoughts of the girl, so he wiped his body back to the office and put the cloth bag with four catties of fruit on the old man's desk.

"Four catties, enough, is it interesting enough?"

"You kid, just give me two kilograms without saying anything. What are you doing with so much." Even the old man took the bag with a smile, and his mouth was pretending to be polite, but his hands were not ambiguous at all.

"If you think it's too much, give me some back."

Chu Heng pouted, took out an orange, peeled it, and threw a small half of it into his mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sweet and sour taste made him want to cry.

It's not easy to eat fresh fruit in winter.

"There's no reason to return what you got." Director Lian smiled with a wrinkled face. After carefully tying up his pockets, he took a sip from the teacup and said contentedly, "Go ahead, my child. You can eat fresh."

"I've touched you."

Chu Heng ate the precious oranges in two mouthfuls, smacking his lips, not daring to delay any longer, and hurriedly took the abacus and continued to work.

He didn't come to work for three days, and the accumulation of accounts made him want to go abroad!

Busy, time flies.

It was time to get off work in an instant. Chu Heng, who had been playing with beads for a day, breathed a long sigh of relief.

The other employees had already gone home, and Ni Yinghong and the others were the only ones left in the huge room.

Chu Heng leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes for a while, then walked to the front room with his hands behind his back, ready to chat with the beautiful lady.

At this moment, the little girl was sitting quietly in her place, knitting gloves, humming a melodious and light tune, which was peaceful and beautiful.

Hearing the sound of Chu Heng coming over, she looked up and smiled before saying a word, her beautiful eyes like two crescent moons: "I'm done."

"Almost exhausted my husband to death."

He staggered over and leaned on the counter, glanced at the girl's delicate face without a trace, and then looked at the half-knitted gloves on her hands. He couldn't suppress his curiosity for many days, and asked, "I Say, your gloves and socks are woven and unwoven, what are you doing?"

The little girl pursed her lips when she heard the words, looked up at him again, and smiled even more brilliantly: "I'm knitting and playing."