Chapter 949 Someone is giving a gift
Hearing Zheng Jun’s voice outside, Chu Heng’s face turned dark instantly.
My mother-in-law doesn’t come early or late. She has to come when my wife has a fever. Is that intentional?
Do you know how difficult it is for my wife to have a fever?
“Let him wait!”
Chu Heng, who was still a tadpole, couldn't care less about him. A vicious dog rushed to the bedside, hugged his wife and ate her.
Xiao Ni was suddenly confused and confused, but he soon came to his senses. He quickly grabbed Ya's ears and pulled him down from the fruit stall. He panted and said, "Oh, hurry up and take a look. Everyone said there was something urgent."
"What's the matter with him? Keep going." Chu Heng shook his head, shook his hands off his ears, lowered his head and started to chew again.
Xiao Ni kicked him away, grabbed a few handfuls and wrapped them around her, and said angrily and funny: "You can go quickly, I can't run away."
"I'm annoyed. Dead!”
Chu Heng shook his fist angrily, and for a moment he lost all interest. He wiped himself with a military coat and put it on himself, and came out of the room with a slumped face.
Not long after, he came to the door of the courtyard, angrily unbolted the door and opened the door. He glanced at Zheng Jun, who was standing in the cold wind as frozen as his third grandson. Chu Heng covered his face with a curse. : "What happened to Te Niang? Is it because Cen Hao is dead or your wife stole it?" He ran away?"
Seeing the big man's face drooping like a donkey, Zheng Jun shrank his neck in fright, and then bravely muttered: "No, there is an old man named Yan Muze. I came to the scrapyard to find you, and I brought a jade Ruyi with me. Taoist priest Dou said that My son is priceless, let me let you know.”
“My mother-in-law is as good as jade at night...” Chu Heng, who was so angry, didn’t even hear what he said, and subconsciously opened his mouth to say something. I scolded you, but I quickly realized what I was doing. In fact, I immediately stopped and squinted my eyes. Asked: "Wait a minute, you just said it is priceless? What's the priceless method?"
"I don't understand this either. Just listen to what the man surnamed Yan said, that Ruyi belongs to old man Shiquan It's something made of mutton-fat white jade." Zheng Jun scratched his head.
"Old Shiquan?! How big is that thing?" Chu Heng's breathing became rapid. Isn't Old Man Shiquan the same as Mr. Qianlong? In addition, it is made of mutton-fat jade. As long as the size is not too small, it must cost at least hundreds of millions. ah!
"Just..." Zheng Jun thought carefully, stretched out his arm and gestured: "A little shorter than my little arm."
"Hiss!"
Chu Heng's eyes widened in shock, and he took a breath of cold air instantly.
Short forearm, mutton fat white jade, used by Emperor Qianlong...
Damn it!
It’s really priceless!
In a flash.
The unhappiness in my heart about being disturbed disappeared without a trace. My daughter-in-law can play at any time, which is not always the case with my baby!
Without any hesitation, Chu Heng explained to Zheng Jun and turned back to the house. After telling Xiao Ni the situation, he hurriedly left the house with Zheng Jun.
He was afraid that if he went late, the baby would be gone.
Hundreds of millions of things!
How many foot-washing cities are enough to open?
The two came out of the alley soon.
At this time, Xiao Ma was resting in the car with a young brother. Chu Heng went over to call the man out, then opened the trunk, picked up Zheng Jun’s bicycle and threw it in, then took Zheng Jun with him. Jun got into the car and sped away.
Along the way, Zheng Jun looked back from time to time, hearing the knocking sounds from the trunk from time to time, and his face twitched with distress.
Cen Hao is not as wealthy as Du San. Almost every key member of his staff owns a bicycle. His group is so poor that they almost pee blood. They can’t even afford to eat before joining Chu Heng’s command. !
The bicycle in the trunk was rewarded to Zheng Jun by Cen Hao after he returned from his service in the big city. Normally, it is as precious as anything, and it is difficult for others to even touch it, but now it was given to him by Chu Heng threw it into the trunk like trash, and kept bumping and bumping.
I don’t know what kind of shape the place will be in. Zheng Jun sighed worriedly, but he didn’t dare to push further.
The entire journey was silent.
Less than half an hour later, Chu Heng and the two arrived at the scrapyard.
I haven’t been here for a few days, and at some point, there were several mountains of garbage outside the scrapyard, and they were basically old wood and bricks.
The road to the scrapyard was still very dilapidated. Chu Heng carefully drove past a garbage dump. After a casual glance, he couldn't help complaining: "What a waste of money, such a good yellow man" I lost all my roses.”
As soon as he finished cursing, Ya was stunned. He quickly stopped the car and quickly put the car in reverse gear and drove back.
After returning to the garbage pile, he stepped on the brakes hard, got out of the car in a hurry, and took a flashlight to look around the garbage pile.
Zheng Jun was a little confused.
I don’t understand what the boss is doing. Why are you digging up the garbage? And she even acted like her mother was dead...
The reason why Chu Heng has this kind of virtue is naturally because of the garbage mountain in front of him.
"Agarwood, ebony, rosewood... what a prodigal son!" He muttered, pulling at the various woods in front of him, which made him feel heartbroken.
The small-leaf red sandalwood desk was chopped into firewood sticks, and the real Ming Dynasty ebony guzheng was forcibly split into two sections from the middle...
What a prodigal!
Chu Heng tremblingly picked up a piece of Huanghuali wood and looked at it. It took him a while to recognize that it was the armrest of an armchair!
"Hey!" He shook his head regretfully, turned around and threw the armrest to Zheng Jun: "Take it."
Zheng Jun caught it in a hurry, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully , confirmed that this was a piece of rotten wood, and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
"You'll know later." Chu Heng didn't bother to explain. He squatted down and rummaged through the garbage pile again, picking out various pieces of wood. In a short time, he basically Gathered together the rarer woods.
"Load them all into the car."
He pointed to a small pile of various wood fragments on the ground, clapped his hands and Shi Shiran returned to the car.
After Zheng Jun loaded everything into the car, the two drove off again.
A few moments.
The car reached the center of the scrapyard, and there was no road ahead. Going further in, we could only use our legs.
"This broken road must be repaired tomorrow." Chu Heng cursed and pulled out the car key, turned to Zheng Jun in the back seat and said: "Put your things on and get out of the car."
With that said, he got out of the car first and walked inside with a flashlight.
Zheng Jun quickly took off his cotton-padded jacket, wrapped it in the pile of scrap wood, got out of the car and trotted to follow.
After the two of them left for a while, their eyes suddenly became brighter.
Cen Hao had already followed Chu Heng's instructions to clear out a large area in the middle of the scrapyard and leveled the ground. At this time, the huge venue was empty and looked a little desolate.
I just finished the funeral and am writing the next chapter.
Hey, every winter in the Northeast is a period of high incidence of geriatric diseases. Basically, a few have to be sent away every year...
(End of this chapter)