Most of the older generation these days are very thrifty.
They came from troubled times and were afraid of hunger and poverty, so they were reluctant to eat or wear, and always wanted to save all the good things for emergencies.
They cherish every piece of food, every penny, every piece of cloth, every piece of paper...
The word extravagance and waste does not exist in their minds at all.
So, Chu Heng actually quite understood Yan Bugui's behavior, but he just couldn't stand it.
You motherfucker wants to save and calculate, so go figure out your own family!
Jian Tian is always thinking about taking advantage of others. Are you tired of living?
Chu Heng stared at his lunch box, which was cleaner than being licked by a dog, and the eloquent Yan Bugui. He was too lazy to say anything to him anymore. He shook his head, got up and left, returning to his office.
After he returned to the house, he drank some tea.
About ten minutes later, Brother Fang Wu came over with tools, and Yan Bugui followed them with a clean lunch box that he had washed.
After Fang Wu and others entered the house, they greeted Chu Heng first, and then started to dismantle the stove. After Yan Bugui returned the lunch box, he also rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin little arms like firewood sticks, and joined in Go in.
The stove in Chu Heng's house has been on and off for a whole winter, and the ashes in the tin bucket have not been cleaned during this period.
Fang Wu and the others had just unloaded the iron buckets, and the ash accumulated in them all winter flew out and spread everywhere.
“Ahem!”
Chu Heng, who was standing aside to watch the excitement, choked and quickly covered his nose and took a few steps back.
As the stove was dismantled bit by bit, the ash in the room became larger and larger, making it difficult to breathe.
Seeing this, Chu Heng decisively wiped himself and took his own bag. After throwing a box of cigarettes to a few people, he said: "You guys do it, I'll leave first. I'll go find your sister Jingru when I'm done." , let her clean it up."
"I know, brother, you are busy with your work, leave it to us." Fang Wu turned around and responded, then continued to dismantle the stove.
Chu Heng stopped nagging, turned around and left. After walking downstairs carrying his bag, he drove out of the courtyard of the Grain Management Office.
In an office in a small building.
A few men who had just finished their meal and were standing at the window smoking were looking at the cars going away.
One person sighed: "What did I say? I will definitely not stay in Chu Suo long. Some people even said that it will take three days, but half of it has not arrived."
"Yes, good days. It's over, hurry up and smoke, wait until those guys with sleeves will come." The other person shrugged and took a hard sip from the cigarette in his hand.
"It's true, Chu Suo, it's not enough to stay for two more days. I thought I could have a good few days." Another person complained with a wry smile.
A few people sighed and muttered a few words, quickly finished their cigarettes, and quickly returned to their seats to work.
At the same time, several members of the disciplinary inspection team were looking at the gate where the shadow of the car had disappeared.
“We should really leave!”
“What about us?”
“Let’s go, what do we have to fear if Chu Suo is gone?” “Then let’s go, Without our supervision, many people started to scatter again in the morning, which is really a shame!”
After some discussion, the few people who had been hiding in the office all morning without daring to come out went to patrol the rooms with their arms swaying like monkeys in the mountains without a tiger, all of them looking very impressive.
After Chu Heng left the Grain Management Office, he went to Shen Tian’s unit and got him some Penglai specialties and asked him to take them back to his family.
Then he ran to the compound and visited Mr. Liu and Mr. Xie. It was not until about four o'clock in the afternoon that he left the compound and went to Sanliang Store to pick up his wife and go to his father-in-law's house.
“Oh, that’s right.”
In Volgari, Miss Ni, who was adjusting the radio channel, suddenly remembered something, turned her pretty face and said to her husband: “Today Director Shen of the sub-district office came to see me and said that she wanted to treat you to a meal. I didn’t dare to agree, so I told her to come back and ask if you have time.”
"She wants to invite me to dinner?" Chu Heng frowned and asked doubtfully: "What do you know?"
"She didn't say this, but I heard from Aunt Sun and others that Director Shen seems to be... We're in some trouble," Xiao Ni thought. After thinking for a while, he said with some uncertainty: "I said she was criticized by the district for something, and she was raped. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"Since Aunt Sun said it, That shouldn’t be false,” Chu Heng said to Sun Da. My aunt's intelligence ability is quite convincing. After hearing the words, she pondered for a while and said: "Let's do it. We won't eat anymore. We are all old friends. There is no need to be so vain and short-tongued. People have short hands, just in case she doesn’t get what she asks for Is it easy to handle, should we help or not?"
"Go and ask her what's going on tomorrow. If it's not a big deal, let Du San handle it. If it doesn't work, let's talk about it later."
"You are such a thief."
Ni Yinghong rolled her eyes at her husband and stopped mentioning the matter. As soon as her voice changed, she chattered with him about things like what kind of family a relative's child should have when she gets married in a few days, and whether she should wear new clothes in the summer. trivial household chores.
After a long time like this, the journey is already halfway through.
Just when Chu Heng and Xiao Ni were debating whether the food from Chaoyang Wet Market was fresher or that from Xidan Wet Market, he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the side of the road, who looked a bit like Xiao Ni. My distant cousin Ni Anan, it’s just that he is standing behind a Sophora japonica, so I can’t quite recognize him.
Chu Heng gently stepped on the brakes, downshifted the car, pointed to the figure smoking a cigarette under the locust tree on the roadside and said to his wife: "Hey, look to see if it's your distant cousin. ?”
“Where?”
Ni Yinghong looked carefully in the direction he pointed, frowned slightly, and said, "It's true, why is he so frowning?"
"You'll know if you go over and take a look." Chu Heng He put the gear in gear and put his foot on the accelerator, and soon came to a stop beside Ni Anan.
Ni Anan, who was looking worriedly at the telegram in his hand, also noticed a car parked next to him. He subconsciously looked up and saw this couple, and asked with some surprise: "Chu Heng, Yinghong ? Why are you two here?"
"We are going to my father-in-law's house. If we see you here, we will go there. Here we go..." Chu Heng pulled his wife forward, looked at the telegram form in his hand, and then looked at his frown, and said with concern: "Look at what happened to you, you look so frowning. ? "
"Yes, brother, can you tell us? Maybe we can help." Xiao Ni also said quickly.
Ni Anan's heart moved when he heard this. He glanced at the well-dressed couple and then at the car behind him. After hesitating for a moment, he told them roughly what had happened.
The reason why he was worried was precisely because of the telegram in his hand.
This telegram was sent by his father in his hometown, saying that his family had encountered some difficulties and needed some money, and wanted to ask if he could raise it.
Ni Anan knows his father well and will definitely not speak to him unless he has to. However, due to some reasons, he is only given half of his salary. He is struggling to live a life, so how can he have any extra money to give to his family? ?