Chapter 483 Practice
Qin Jingru and Yu Li both came empty-handed. The former was carrying a lively old hen, and the latter was carrying a basket of eggs. Although there were only more than twenty, for the general For the Yan family, who are stingy to the core, they are no longer young or old.
“Ah, Jingru, Yu Li, why are you here?”
Ni Yinghong was so happy to see her good sisters that she didn’t even bother to eat the apple she just picked up. Yes, he threw it aside and quickly stood up, holding their little hands affectionately.
A smell of plastic spreads in the air...
"Didn't I hear that you are pregnant? Let's come here to see you." Yu Li handed over her basket with a smile, and said self-deprecatingly: "Don't be too little, you know my situation. I'll get my salary." No, I used my private money in exchange for this. If I let My father-in-law knows how to scold me."
"Why do you dislike me? I'm very happy that you can come to see me." Ni Yinghong couldn't help laughing when she thought of the stingy Yan Bugui. He made a sound, and immediately blamed the two of them: "You Really, what are you buying? My family doesn’t lack this. Why waste this money?”
“This is what we both want.” Qin Jingru put the clucking hen aside. , after glancing at the handsome guy over there without leaving any trace, With an envious look on her face, she said: "This chicken is several years old. Sister-in-law, please go back and make some soup to replenish your health."
"Thank you." Ni Yinghong thanked her sincerely, and then pulled her away The two sat down and started chatting.
Chu Heng cleverly got some water for them, washed a few apples, and quickly got out of the way. Girls have a lot of private conversations together, so he, a gentleman, will not cause any trouble. .
After leaving the office, he wandered into the front room.
There was not a single customer in the store at this time, and the aunts, who were rare, did not share the share, but gathered together with the Lian Qing brothers to study today's TV program.
Seeing this, Chu Heng suddenly remembered that he had to practice for Liu Haokong today, and he would probably not be able to get back to watch the TV.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I originally bought a TV to please my wife, but unexpectedly, I suddenly turned my home into a movie theater.
Now he can't even put on the TV for a while, otherwise he will have to scare the neighbors away!
Chu Heng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of how his neighbors were jumping up and down yesterday because they couldn't watch the TV. Then he pondered again and waved to the smarter Lian Qing: "Lian Qing, come here. ”
“Oh.”
< br>Lian Qing agreed and quickly put down the newspaper and ran to him, curiously asking: "What's wrong, brother."
"That's right, I'm going out for a drink tonight, so I might go back. Don't go and put on the TV. I'll give you the key later, and you can put it on when the time comes." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"No, no, how could I put that, brother." Lian Qing waved his hands hastily, he didn't have the guts to touch the TV.
“If it’s broken, you don’t have to pay for it, so what are you afraid of?” Chu Heng glared at him, pulled the boy over, and put the TV on like someone pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. Taught him how to solve common problems.
"It's not difficult to put on TV, just do it like this, and keep doing it like this..."
After hearing this, Lian Qing blinked blankly, looking like he was in disbelief: " Is it that simple? I thought it was so difficult. "
"It's just more antennas and multiple screens. It's no different from a radio." Chu Heng smiled and patted his head and asked, "I'll teach you everything I need to teach you. Are you confident?”
"No problem, I'm sure nothing will go wrong." Lian Qing smiled and patted his chest, already thinking about how to show off in front of his partner at night.
After all, knowing how to make a TV at this time is also a skill!
"Exchange rags for money! Collect scrap copper and iron, broken bottles and cans."
At this moment, a loud shout sounded at the door, and Zhang Yiyan, wearing a tattered suit, He walked in with a broken bag.
"Hey, Master Zhang is here! Come in, come in!" Chu Heng hurriedly greeted him, and after being polite, he invited him into the small kitchen in the back room. There was no other way, the office was occupied by the female relatives, and there were people watching outside, so I had no choice but to run to this room.
“Don’t be surprised if the conditions are simple.” Chu Heng found two stools and sat opposite him. He then handed over a cigarette and asked with a smile: “Have you finished all the things?”
"Why don't I come before it's finished?" Zhang took out a slightly worn account book from the broken bag at a glance and said with a wry smile: "If my master knew that I used this craft to make false accounts, he would be very angry. I have to jump out of the coffin."
"Hey, this is not easy. I will buy you two pieces of paper later, and you can burn more." Chu Heng said casually, with bad breath. He happily took the new account and flipped through it, and then he gave a heartfelt thumbs up: "You are the one!"
I have to say that Zhang Yiyan's skills are really amazing.
There is nothing wrong with this fake account book, no matter from the creases, traces of use, or handwriting. No one would have imagined that this thing was new.
"Do you need to tell me? The Japanese were even fooled by the calligraphy and painting I imitated back then, let alone a broken account book." Zhang glanced at his compliment but sneered, casually dropped the cigarette on his mouth and stood there He stood up and said goodbye: "Okay, that's it. Come on, let’s go to work. Don’t forget what you promised me.”
“I won’t forget it. When I’m done, I’ll have a drink with you.” Chu Hengzhen said. Zhongzhi put away the account book and politely sent Zhang out of the grain store.
After watching him leave, Chu Heng glanced at the Wu Lin people who were watching him furtively nearby, touched the account book in his arms, and returned to the shop with a sneer.
……
In the evening, the sky is filled with red clouds.
Outside the gate of Casserole Residence, Chu Heng leisurely smoked a cigarette, waiting for Liu Haokong and Shen Tian’s family to come over. The bright red glow reflected on his body, as if it was covered with cloth for him. A layer of red gauze looks like a groom's official appearance.
Originally Ni Yinghong wanted to come and wait for someone, but Chu Heng felt sorry for his wife and refused to let her out.
Although he knew that things like standing or moving would not affect her belly, he just didn't want his wife to move around.
Not long after, I finished smoking a cigarette.
Shen Tian's family also appeared in Chu Heng's sight.
Shen Tian was riding a car, and his eldest son Shen Long was sitting on the beam of the car with an excited look on his face, looking around with a pair of smart eyes.
Zhang Min was riding a women's bicycle behind them. She was wearing a fashionable military green dress today, with shiny red leather shoes on her feet, and her black and silky hair was flying freely. With.
Obviously, Zhang Min deliberately went home to dress up, which shows that she still attaches great importance to the meal.
After the family came to the door of the hotel and stopped, Chu Heng stepped forward with a smile and said hello, and casually touched Shen Long's head: "You've grown a lot again."
"Oh, Uncle Chu, people say you don't grow taller if you touch your head. Why do you always touch my head?" Shen Long shook his head in dissatisfaction and shook his hand away.
"Touch!"
Shen Tian's eyes widened, he raised his leg and kicked the kid's butt, scolding: "Why are you talking to your Uncle Chu? You have no education at all. ! ”
(End of this chapter)