Chapter 2082 Goal
Ni Yinghong has always liked to use actions to express her love for the people around her, and the same is true for Chu Heng.
For example, last night’s squats, such as this morning’s dumplings.
She has always been a sleepy person, even more so after giving birth. But today, in order to make a few dumplings for her husband with her own hands, even though she knew that Yang Guizhi could make them by herself, she still got up with her tired body. .
“Look after the child. I’ll call you when the meal is ready.”
"It's done."
After putting on her shoes and getting off the ground, she took the rare initiative to bend down and turned her attachment and reluctance into a kiss on her husband's cheek. Ni Yinghong hurried out of the house and went to The kitchen.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
Chu Zhile, lying in his father’s arms, blew bubbles from his mouth and stared at Chu Heng with his dark eyes, as if I want to keep him in my heart and worry that I will forget this face when we meet again.
“Hey, look what I’m doing? Are you reluctant to leave daddy?”
Chu Heng lowered his head and kissed his daughter's face again and again, feeling a touch of separation sadness in his heart.
If possible, he really doesn’t want to leave Sijiu City, leave his wife, and leave his daughter. But as an adult, a man who shoulders many things, most of the time he can’t help himself.
After coaxing her daughter for a while, Ni Yinghong left and came back soon. She had just finished making dumplings, and she didn’t even have time to wipe off the bit of flour on her forehead, so she hurried back to find her husband: "The child is not here yet." Sleep? Just watch it while you go wash your face and brush your teeth. "The dumplings are all in the pot, they will be ready soon."
"Oh." Chu Heng got up quickly and went to the bathroom with the washing tools. After a while, he came out and happened to see Yang Guizhi carrying a steaming plate. , white and fat dumplings came from the front yard.
When he saw him, he hurriedly greeted him: "Hurry up, come and eat as soon as you put your things back."
"Right away." Chu Heng quickly quickened his pace, put back his things and immediately went to the main room.
Yang Guizhi is setting the table. There is a plate of dumplings on the table, as well as a vinegar bottle, chopsticks, pickles, and a few garlic cloves peeled off and placed in a bowl.
"You eat first, and I'll get you a bowl of dumpling soup." After pouring the vinegar, she hurried out of the room.
Chu Heng came to the dining table and sat down. He took a dumpling, dipped it in some vinegar and bit into half of it. After swallowing it in two mouthfuls, he ate the other half. The dumplings were made of mutton and carrot, and the old lady usually had half vegetables and half meat. I was very willing to put meat in today. The fillings of the dumplings turned into meat balls, and the aroma was full of flavor in your mouth.
After eating three or four times in a row, Ni Yinghong came over with her child in her arms, sat aside and said a few words with him, and Yang Guizhi also came back with a large bowl of dumpling soup.
"Are the dumplings delicious? Are the fillings salty?"
"It's delicious, not salty, just right. If you ask me, I will add more meat to the dumplings in the future. Don't pick it up. No. Just let Du San deliver it, he has the means Lu, it doesn’t cost money to get meat.”
“It’s nonsense, how can it be done without spending money?”
“He said it himself”
“Then you believe it. ”
As we talked, the plate of dumplings was quickly finished, and it was time to set off.
“It’s almost time, it’s time to go.” Chu Heng gulped down the dumpling soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth and stood up, going back to the house to get his luggage.
"I'll help you get it."
Yang Guizhi hurriedly followed, picked the heaviest one from the three large boxes of luggage, and carried the heaviest one with Ni Yinghong who was holding the child. Go to the front yard.
“Be safe when you go out and keep your temper.”
"I got it."
"Try to come back as soon as possible. If possible, write a letter home or send a telegram... It's better to write a letter. I heard that sending a telegram abroad is much more expensive."
"Hey, if you don't need that little money, I, the God of Wealth, will go out and have no money to spend?"
"Then don't make trouble." After the two women's nagging instructions, Amidst the sound, they gradually left the backyard.
In the wing room, Qin Jingru secretly looked at the back figure that haunted her through the gap in the curtains, sending her lover off in this unique way.
She, who has always been very measured, actually woke up a long time ago, but she didn’t dare to come out, for fear that she could not help but reveal something she shouldn’t when sending Chu Heng off, thereby destroying this peaceful and comfortable little home. .
After a while, Chu Heng came out of the courtyard.
A brother under Du Saner came over early to wait.
"Master Chu, sister-in-law, eldest sister."
Seeing them coming out, he immediately greeted them and stepped forward. He first took the box from Yang Guizhi and put it on the ground behind the car. Then he took the box from Chu Heng. After he took out the key and opened the trunk, he stuffed it all in.
After putting away his luggage, Chu Heng threw the keys to the young man, walked over to his wife, lowered his head and kissed her, who was already yawning and looking a little sleepy.
"You guys take care of yourselves, I'll come back as soon as possible."
"You too, don't worry about me at home."
"Well, let's go."
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Unable to resist kissing Chu Zhile again, Chu Heng turned around and got into the back seat of the car. The young man drove him out of the Banchang Alley and went to the scrapyard where Cen Hao was.
Around 5:30, Volga drove straight from the small path behind the scrapyard to the hut where Cen Hao lived.
At this time, the genius was numb and dim, and the lights were on in the hut.
"Tu tu tu tu tu!"
The car stopped and Chu Heng got out of the car. Cen Hao opened the door and came out.
Big leather shoes, black suit, human-like appearance.
"Master Chu!" He, who had been thinking about the colorful world outside, grinned, with excitement all over his body.
Then Dou Laodao also came out from behind him and greeted with a smile: "Here you go, Xiao Chu."
"Hey, Master Tao, why did you get up so early?"
"I didn't sleep at all. Yesterday, someone bought dog meat in Pigeon Market. I bought two dog legs and stewed them. I drank with those boys until dawn."
"Oh! You've really made it." Chu Heng looked at him and said he was already ninety-five. He never left his hand on cigarettes and wine, and would drink with others until midnight. However, he was still in high spirits. Dou Laodao, who had white hair and a childish face, suddenly understood. For one reason, there seems to be little relationship between longevity and health preservation... …
After chatting for a few more words, Chu Heng took out a suitcase containing disguise tools from the trunk, and pulled Cen Hao into the back room. As he became more and more skilled, he only spent less than Half an hour later, he and Cen Hao came out with changed faces.
Then they said goodbye to Dou Laodao and left the scrapyard in a car.
Before seven o'clock, the group arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
After meeting Jiang Fanghao, Che Xiaobao and Qian Jiefang, who were going to Hong Kong Island this time, they mingled under the blessing eyes of Meng Huazhi, Qian Ding and others who had come over early. In order to conceal the purpose of their trip, Jin set off on this bus as part of an inspection group specially formed.
At around nine o'clock in the morning, a plane took off into the sky.
Chu Heng was sitting at the window seat, holding a Chinese cigarette given by the flight attendant in his mouth, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, thinking about Han Yunwen's mother and son who were far away in Hong Kong Island, and himself. A series of plans for this trip.
He has a lot of things to do on this trip, but the two most important ones are selling wine, and he also has to go to France to get back the national treasure in Benshamin's hands.
The former has a plan, and the latter depends on the situation. It is best to be able to fight without losing blood. If it doesn't work, he doesn't mind stealing. If it doesn't work, he will rob. In short, he must get it.