Chapter 881 Serving the Wine
“Brothers are in trouble, I’ll leave if I have something else to do. See you at the sugar factory tonight!”
Outside the door of the interrogation room, Chu Heng looked excited. After waving to a few people in the room, he ran happily to the front yard like a wild dog that had just eaten shit.
The ancestors have a good saying.
What is lost is gained in the east!
Although the enchantment technique disappointed him a little, Deng Haoran gave him other surprises!
That old guy has been robbing tombs for more than sixty years. He has visited more large tombs and smaller tombs than he can count. In addition, there are many good things left by the older generation in his hands.
Jades and pottery from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, bronzes and pottery figurines from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, jades and wood lacquer ware from the Han Dynasty, three-color glazed pottery from the Tang Dynasty, several famous kilns from the Song Dynasty, blue and white from the Yuan Dynasty, etc., they Basically I have it in my hand!
It is no exaggeration to say that you will be rich enough to open a small museum!
This is definitely a huge fortune.
What a pity... Now these things can only be stored in the darkroom under his ancestral home in Sijiu City to collect dust!
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come here to take such a risk. Zaote Niang’s eldest wife and little wife hugged each other.
Time is also fate!
"I'm so happy today, I'm so happy today..."
Chu Heng hummed a little tune all the way back to the small parking lot.
Seeing his rosy face, Cen Hao asked curiously: "What's the matter, Mr. Chu, did you pick up the money?"
"Absolutely."
Chu Heng stretched out his hand with a smile. He patted Gou Wazi's head with his paws, took out the key to the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.
……
“Tu tu tu tu tu!”
Volga quickly came to the downstairs of the sugar factory dormitory with a trail of dust and smoke, and then made a beautiful drift, stopped steadily, and knocked down three unsightly bicycles...
"Tsk, craftsmanship. It’s a bit wet!”
Chu Heng got out of the car with a look on his face, then walked to the back door and took the dull-looking Gou Wazi from Cen Hao’s hand.
When he just came back, he took Cen Hao to the hospital and put a plaster on his hand. Now he can't hold the child.
The child did not struggle, but stared blankly ahead, while Ren Ping and the others sent him back and forth.
It's like a rag doll that has been damaged by someone's play.
"This child..." Chu Heng frowned and looked at the seemingly demented Gouwa in his arms. He was worried that he would be really scared to death, so after pondering for a while, he took out a large piece of white paper from his pocket. Putting the rabbit in the palm of his hand, he brought it to Gou Wa: "Here, this is for you."
Seeing the candy, Gou Wai's originally dead expression finally changed, and he licked his lips secretly. , as if recalling the taste of White Rabbit.
In the end, his yearning for delicious food defeated his fear of the outside world. He carefully raised his head, looked at Chu Heng, and cast a questioning look.
“Take it.” Chu Heng gave him an encouraging look.
"Whoa!"
After confirming that it was really for him, Gou Wa quickly grabbed the candy, peeled off the sugar coating, and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.
“It looks like you’re not stupid yet.” Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
“Master Chu!”
At this time, Wan Xiaotian, who had just been sunbathing with his boys at the door, ran over and curiously looked at the dog in Chu Heng’s arms. , smiling and reaching out to touch his head: "Whose family does this child belong to?"
Gou Wazi turned his head in panic, avoided his hand, and pressed himself tightly against Chu Heng's chest.
Compared to Wan Xiaotian, a stranger, he was more willing to trust the handsome man who gave him sweets. "She's quite afraid of strangers." Wan Xiaotian didn't take it seriously, and just grabbed Gou Wa's crotch, trying to grab a cock.
“Go ahead, this kid is afraid of life.” Chu Heng waved his hand and patted off the kid’s salty pig claws. He walked in with the kid in his arms and asked, “Is the matter done? ”
“It’s done.”
Wan Xiaotian followed him step by step, groveling beside him like a slave and reporting softly: "I asked many people, and they all said that the old lady had been in the Xicao Brigade for a long time, and her name and identity were all right. Later, I was afraid They had colluded long ago and even deliberately I visited several surrounding villages and the responses were basically the same. I think it should be no problem."
Chu Heng nodded with a smile. Then I thought about ecstasy, so Then he asked worriedly: "Then when you went to inquire, did you feel anything was wrong? For example, the expression of the person you questioned was unnatural, dull, um... just like this child."
“Like this child?” Wan Xiao Tian subconsciously turned to look at the dog in his arms, recalled it carefully, and then shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's quite normal."
"That's no problem." Chu Heng said Then he felt relieved and strode into the dormitory building with his child in his arms.
Seeing that everything was fine, Wan Xiaotian fell a few steps behind him and approached Cen Hao, who had a bandage around his neck. He asked with a look of surprise: "Master Cen, what's going on with your injury? With your skills, this Is there anyone in this small Dacheng County who can hurt you?”
“Do you know what the world is like?” Cen Hao rolled his eyes at him and told him what happened yesterday.
After hearing this, Wan Xiaotian's worldview collapsed and he said dumbfounded: "You mean, that old Taoist priest, beat the old man who can also knock you down to death with one move? God, this is How awesome is that!"
"What old Taoist? That's my master!" Cen Hao stared at him dissatisfied.
"Yes, yes, your master." Wan Xiaotian chuckled, took his arm, and said with bright eyes: "Master Cen, if you have a chance, will you let me meet your master? Let him see if I have any talent for martial arts.”
Men, who hasn’t had a Kung Fu dream yet?
If the old Taoist priest really takes a fancy to it, wouldn't he be able to make a double red stick in the future?
"It's just you? Come on, pull you down. You can collapse even when you stand. You're still practicing martial arts. Even if you dance, I think you're stupid. You don't need to see my master. I'll tell you directly. You're sure No!" Cen Hao curled his lips disdainfully.
“Oh, I won’t know until we meet you if it’s okay.” Wan Xiaotian pestered him.
"Gungun." Cen Hao pushed him away in disgust.
"Wan Xiaotian, come up quickly!"
Just when Wan Xiaotian continued to pester, Chu Heng's call suddenly sounded from upstairs.
“Coming, coming!”
Wan Xiaotian could only give up, abandoned Cen Hao and trotted into the building.
A few moments.
He panted and appeared at the door of Chu Heng's room.
"Chu...Master Chu, please give me your orders."
"This is for you."
Chu Heng handed over a wad of money bills, totaling two thousand yuan. Money, plus three thousand kilograms of national food stamps: "I plan to serve wine tonight to reward my brothers and comrades from the Public Security Bureau. You can buy more good ones and find a few decent masters by the way. Don't be afraid to spend money." "
"Understood!" Wan Xiaotian hurried forward to collect the money. Before leaving, he hesitated, turned around and said cautiously: "Master Chu, look for those gangsters in the city. Okay? They have contributed a lot in this period, and I will also have to deal with them in the future. This time I will take the opportunity to get familiar with them.”
"You guys have used your brain for once." Chu Heng cast an appreciative look, then waved his hand and said: "Since you think it is useful, then go to Zheng Jun and ask him to inform you."
< br>"Oh, thank you, Mr. Chu!"
Wan Xiaotian immediately beamed, walked out of the room happily, pulled Zheng Jun up from the bed, who was still sleeping soundly, and called some people , left the sugar factory in a hurry on his bicycle.
(End of this chapter)