It’s a Bit Early To Cross

The setting sun is sloping west, old...beautiful boy pushes a cart.

Chu Heng, who had lost his lighter, left the grain store gloomily, and sighed all the way back to the large courtyard.

She happened to see Sha Zhu coming back from get off work with two lunch boxes in her hands. In the howling cold wind, Qin Huairu stood on tiptoe at the entrance of the middle courtyard and waited eagerly. Seeing that Chu Heng was here, she didn't dare to come and take it.

"Yo, Hengzi, why are you so sluggish?" Silly Zhu greeted happily.

"I'm off work, Brother Zhuzi, what can I do, I'm just tired." Chu Heng glanced at him with a smile, inadvertently noticed the lunch box in his hand, and suddenly remembered the five-spice peanuts that silly Zhu is good at .

If you bring some of this god-level appetizer to the party, you will definitely save face.

"Brother Zhuzi, do you still have peanuts?" he asked quickly.

Silly Zhu, who had just passed him, stopped when he heard the words, turned around with a smile and asked, "What's the matter, do you want a drink?"

"Hey, I have to bring my own food and drink for my comrade-in-arms gathering. If you have it, you can share it with me. I'll exchange two pounds for yours." Chu Heng explained with a smile.

"What about slapping your brother in the face? What's the point of eating something from me? You wait, I'll get it for you." Silly Zhu glared at him unhappily, wiped his body, and walked to the middle courtyard.

When he arrived at the entrance of the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu stepped forward to intercept him, took the lunch box in his hand without any courtesy, and then left with a twist.

Silly Zhu said nothing, shook his head helplessly and went back to his room.

This little widow has figured out the silly pillar. From character to weakness, she was strangled to death.

Seeing all this, Chu Heng curled his lips in disgust, pushed the bicycle to the front of his house and locked it, took out the key to unlock it, and entered the house.

The first thing he did when he got home was to fiddle with the briquettes stove first. Because he was not at home yesterday, the coal fire he had sealed before had already been extinguished.

Chu Heng was lighting firewood and burning briquettes again. After more than ten minutes of work, the house felt warm.

"Boom."

Silly Zhu pushed open the door and walked in at this time, holding a small cloth bag in his hand: "There's only half a catty left, so I'll bring it all for you, brother, is it interesting?"

"It's so interesting." Chu Heng smiled and put it on the table, took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "Brother Zhuzi smokes."

Silly Zhu took it and lit it, enjoyed it, and sighed: "You kid is really nourishing these days, you don't talk about fine grains, and you still smoke cigarettes at the front door. You said that our brothers are both bachelors, I am a month old. It also earns a lot, so why is the gap in living standards so big?"

Chu Heng gave this guy a blank look, why are you not trying to figure it out yourself?

He didn't even bother to talk about this idiot.

The two sat by the stove and chatted for a while, and then silly Zhu got up and left. Before leaving, Chu Heng brought him some fruit.

Seeing that it was such a rare thing, Shi Zhu didn't show any kindness to him. He happily carried the thing and left, saying that he would keep it for his sister He Yuhui.

As for whether He Yuhui can eat or not, it is not something Chu Heng can manage. Anyway, his favor is paid back.

After sending the silly Zhu away, Chu Heng went to the closet and found his long dusty general and school uniform.

Crazy or not, look at Mi Huang in Mi Huang, this is what Mi Huang is talking about. Generally, only military cadres and families have it. .

If it wasn't for today's comrade-in-arms gathering, he had to wear a military uniform to suit the occasion. He really didn't want to wear it.

Without him, it is easy to be robbed.

It can be said that the general school is the most fashionable dress in this era. The gangsters in the city are rushing for this thing. In order to get such a suit, they almost do everything they can to steal, rob, cheat, and even kill. Dare to do it.

Although he has good skills, there are times when a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves, right? Besides, he doesn't need to use this outfit to photograph his wife, so why bother himself.

Chu Heng quickly changed his clothes. The straight five-five-style generals made him look more straight and stylish. The pair of military hook leather shoes on his feet also added a bit of might to him. The tough and handsome face is definitely a model of the dream lover of most women in this era.

If the little nurse last night saw him today, I don't know if she would be dazed, but she would definitely not be able to close... um.

Chu Heng took the small round mirror on the table and looked at himself like a dog. He nodded with satisfaction. He wiped his body and took two bottles of Fenjiu and a pound of marinated pork head from the warehouse, and put it on the silly column. With half a catty of spiced peanuts delivered, he strode out of the house.

As soon as he put on the bicycle and was about to set off, he bumped into Qin Jingru who came in from outside the hospital.

"Hey, Comrade Jingru is here." Chu Heng greeted with a smile.

Little Tu Niu's breathing stagnated for a while, her big watery eyes looked at the handsome boy in front of her, who was more handsome than before, nervously clutching the corner of her clothes, she greeted with a red face: "I...I'm coming... ...My sister has been playing for a few days, Brother Hengzi, are you going out?"

"Today's comrade-in-arms party, let's talk later, I have to leave quickly." Chu Heng smiled at her, pushed the bicycle and left the compound.

The girl followed him out involuntarily, staring at his back, until he disappeared on the corner of the street, then she reluctantly took back her gaze.

"Brother Hengzi is so pretty."

Qin Jingru smiled stupidly, raised her hand and patted her chest, trying to soothe her beating little heart.

Huh? It's too thick to be comforted, so forget it.

Chu Heng drove all the way against the cold wind. After receiving the envy, surprise, and jealousy from countless passers-by, he finally arrived at No. 33 Foreign Affairs Street.

This place was originally the office of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After the Ministry of Foreign Affairs moved from here a few years ago, it was converted into a warehouse and a dormitory.

The reason why they were able to hold a party in this place was entirely because of one of his comrades-in-arms named Liu Haokong. He not only worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but he was also a serious disciple of the Great Court, and his father was even a founding father. In ancient times, at least they were all little princes.

Chu Heng, the registrar of the grain store, is quite awesome in front of ordinary people, but compared to others, he is not even a younger brother.

At this moment, Liu Haokong was standing in front of the iconic Western-style gatehouse in No. 33 Courtyard to welcome people. He was under thirty years old, tall and slightly fat, with a seemingly vague smile on his face. People are very friendly.

Seeing Chu Heng coming over, Liu Haokong was not arrogant at all, and greeted him enthusiastically, giving him a firm bear hug: "Haha, Xiao Hengzi, long time no see!"

"Brother Liu, long time no see." Chu Heng hugged him hard, and asked with a smile, "How many people have come?"

"It's been dozens of times. Come in quickly, go into the courtyard and go to the left. That's the big conference room. I'll wait for other people here." Liu Haokong released him and pointed to the door.

"Then I'll go first, we'll see you later." Chu Heng waved his hand, wiped his body and walked into the high gate. After walking along the porch, he found the conference room.

The house is quite big, nearly a hundred square meters. There is a briquettes stove in each of the four corners. The roaring fire makes the room warm like spring. There are six round tables in the middle. Dozens of people gather together to chat and laugh loudly. The atmosphere is very good. is warm.

This group of people is really as big as a dog, from the Commerce Bureau, the Railway Bureau, the municipal government, the People's Daily, and even the ministries and commissions. Chu Heng is extremely small here.

Twenty-two that year, comrades-in-arms gathering, standing like a minion...