Chapter 240 Missing Him
Ni Yinghong chopped bricks for a while, and couldn't help but take out the telegram again, and looked at it secretly. A smile spread unconsciously on her pretty face, and her mind was gradually filled with that upright message. The figure is filled.
"You can really waste money." She raised her mouth and muttered. Seeing the wrinkles on the paper, she stretched out her jade-like fingers in distress and gently smoothed the creases on the letter paper, her eyebrows arched. He murmured crookedly: "That's great."< br>
After a while, she suddenly stood up, ran into the house with small steps, dug out her suitcase, found a notebook in it, and carefully placed the letter in it. , reluctant to let it suffer any more injustice.
“Yinghong, where’s your Gaha thing?”
At this time, Ni Yinghong's cousin came over. This girl was a typical northern girl. She was tall, fair-skinned, with three-dimensional facial features and a cheerful personality. When she saw the girl fiddling with something mysteriously, she got curious. Come up.
"It's nothing!" Ni Yinghong didn't dare let her see this shameful love letter, so she stuffed the book back into the box like a treasure.
“You are so sneaky, you must have done nothing good!” The cousin narrowed his eyes, looked at the girl thoughtfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up: “Hey, you can’t hide it at home. Is that the letter from that person? "
She just heard the postman coming to see her cousin, and based on the girl's behavior at this time, she can guess that it is almost the same.
And she was very sure that this letter must not be serious, otherwise it would not be hidden like this.
"Hehe, I won't tell you." Ni Yinghong suddenly panicked, quickly stuffed the box under the table, stood up and pushed her cousin out.
At the same time, she was still thinking about whether to send a telegram back to the man to warn him not to waste money anymore.
But after thinking about it, she started to hesitate again.
She knows the prodigal thing in her family very well. With that kind of energy, if she replies even one word to him, she will definitely be sent another piece of nonsense, and then it will be a huge sum of money. Money!
But she was full of love words in her heart that she wanted to tell the man, and she also wanted to use a telegram to convey her love for him.
If she didn't reply a word, she really couldn't hold it in and couldn't do it.
Then...reply?
The girl is still hesitating.
In their wild thoughts, the two sisters returned to the kitchen, laughing and carefully serving the chicken soup on the stove.
Looking at her restless cousin, she became even more curious about the letter she had hidden, but she couldn't help but worry if she didn't show it.
at the same time.
A certain prodigal who was worried about his wife was also thinking about her.
Today's Sijiu City is as hot as usual, and the cicadas are also chirping to death.
Chu Heng licked the popsicle listlessly, staring blankly at the empty seat opposite, thinking of the happy life of eating popsicles and ice cream in the past.
On the fifth day that Miss Ni is away, I miss her...
"Bang, bang..."
The guy took a bite of the popsicle in an attempt to reduce the anger in his heart.
“Pah, pah, pah.”
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and Lian Qing ran in, also holding a popsicle in his hand, licking it one by one. Cheerful. "Ziliu, brother, here comes an old man, Ziliu, he says he is your friend, his name is Yan Heze."
Chu Heng was surprised. This old man usually avoided him when he saw him. Why did he come to his door today?
He thought for a while and said, "Then let him come."
"Oh." Lian Qing wiped himself away and ran away.
Not long after, he brought Old Man Yan to the office.
Chu Heng raised his eyes and took a look. Good guy, I almost didn’t recognize him. This old man used to dress himself up and look smooth and smooth. He looked like a big quail in heat. He wanted to give it to him. Arrange two flowers yourself.
Now it's impossible. He is wearing tattered clothes, no better than a beggar, and there are not even a few hairs left on his iconic oily head.
It really is thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi!
But even though you are in such a miserable state, the old man is still very polite.
After Yan Muze entered the house, he placed the two bottles of Erguotou as a welcome gift on the table, and cupped his hands with a haggard look on his face: "Master Chu, I came here so rashly, I'm sorry to bother you."
" You're welcome." Chu Heng waved to Lian Qing. Waving his hand, he told him to get out of here. After thinking about it, he pulled out a glass from under the table, then picked up the big enamel jar on the table where he drank from and poured tea into it. He said, "Sit down quickly. My conditions are limited, so don't dislike it. ”
"Don't dare, don't dare." Yan Muze sat down opposite him cautiously, took the warm tea with both hands, but did not drink it. He just kept smiling flatteringly: "We haven't seen you for many days, Master Chu has become even more charming."
< br>"You flatter me." Chu Heng bowed his hands towards him, not bothering to argue with him, and asked directly: "Master Yan, are you here for something today?"
"I have something to ask of you. ."Yan Mu Ze pursed his lips and glanced cautiously at the harmless-looking handsome boy opposite him. He hesitated and said, "Well, I want to get some food from you..."
"Master Yan! I I don’t understand what you’re talking about!” Chu Heng’s face suddenly turned cold. With the limelight outside, how could he dare to touch the grain business again? This old man Yan was so ignorant that he even came to visit him.
Do you really think his gun is made of clay?
Yan Muze had expected Chu Heng's reaction, but he was still worried. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said with a bitter face: "Master Chu, I also know that it is taboo, but I have no choice. Now I will give half of my family's ration." , it’s hard to even fill my stomach, my The little grandson is screaming hungry at home, please give me a way to survive.”
“Pa!”
Chu Heng slapped Wusi on the table without saying anything. Just look at the old man with a cold face and let him experience it for himself.
Although this guy usually helps this and that, he is definitely not a holy mother or a saint.
Look at the people he helped, they were either relatives or friends, or they had other unavoidable reasons. No one was there for no reason.
He and Yan Muze are not related to each other, and it can even be said that they have a bit of hatred. Why should he help the old man?
There are many people in the world who have no food to eat, and many people starve to death. He helps Are you coming over?
Besides, Yan Muze himself is not a good person. If this guy helps him and later sells Chu Heng, where can he go to reason with him?
When the time comes, I won’t be able to escape even if I cry!
In matters involving your own safety, it is better to be cautious.
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Yan Muze's legs were shaking. But thinking of the situation at home, he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Master Chu, I know that I did something wrong before. Please be magnanimous and help me." Will it work this time? Just ask for whatever you want, I won’t be vague!”
Chu Heng was unmoved, glanced at the old man coldly, picked up the pistol on the table, and said with a smile: "Master Yan, this gun of mine is certified. Anyone who wants to endanger the safety of the grain store I can destroy anyone!"
(End of this chapter)