It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"How could he do this!"

Yu Haitang slapped the table angrily, and didn't even care about spilling the glass of her favorite red wine.

She hated the feeling of being coerced, especially emotionally.

Xu Damao's face was also terrifyingly gloomy. He stared at the door of his house, his mind turned upside down.

After a while, he seemed to have made a great determination, clenched his fists tightly, and gritted his teeth with a grim face and said to himself: "Old man, this is what you forced me to do, from now on, it's either you or me. It's up to us to finish the game first!"

Hearing this, Yu Haitang looked at him curiously, and hurriedly said, "Is there anything you can do?"

"Don't worry about it, I have my own way to deal with him, let's eat first." Xu Damao didn't want to talk about it, he wiped his body and walked to the stove, ready to make steak.

"What else is there to eat, he is full of anger." Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Yu Haitang was smart and didn't ask more. After thinking about it, she stood up and said, "Xu Damao, if you can really solve Liu Haizhong, I will agree. Married to you."

"Are you serious?" Xu Damao opened his mouth in surprise, and he could put it in and half-pull his ass.

He didn't expect to be able to get a blessing in disguise!

"I never say anything."

After the girl finished speaking, she turned her head and left. Her airy appearance seemed to be a simple transaction just talked about, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Chu Heng was stunned when he saw Yu Haitang coming out of the courtyard and jumping into Yan's house.

It's not ten minutes before or after, right?

Is it that fast?

At this moment, Liu Guangtian went back and forth, with a smile on his face like that of a dung beetle who just stole a big dung ball, how obscene and obscene.

Seeing this, Chu Heng's heart moved, and he asked curiously, "Have you picked up money? Are you laughing so much?"

"Hey, I'm happier than picking up money." Liu Guangtian glanced at Yan Xiecheng, leaned over to him, and shared his joy in a low voice: "My dad went to Yu Haitang to propose a marriage, and Xu Damao's grandson is out of play."

"Hey, then congratulations!"

Chu Heng smacked his lips dryly, his heart choked for a while.

What a pity it was a good show!

What's even more unfortunate is that he is now married and has no feelings for Haitang.

Otherwise, he would go to Liu Haizhong now, the bully who robbed civilians, and he would have a bang bang bang according to his big fat face, and he could have another bang bang after it was over.

Oh, that's what Rico wrote!

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The next day, at noon, the sun was like fire.

After recording his thoughts about Miss Ni today on the page, Director Chu put on the very rustic broken straw hat, put a can of herbal tea with a sealed lid on it, and was about to look for it. Even the old man played chess.

He has been very angry recently, and he plans to torture the old man twice, push the cart, and put out the fire.

When I came to the front room, the shop was thriving.

The aunts were lying dead, the boys were lying dead, and there were no guests at all.

Chu Heng nodded his head in relief, carefully avoiding the rest of the workers who were lying on the ground and snoring, and walked out of the gate lightly, pushed out the bicycle and was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, he just lifted his thighs and stepped into the car, when a shout came not far away.

"Master Chu, stay here!"

"Um?"

Chu Heng stopped his movements subconsciously, and used a yellow dog to pee to hold his long legs in the air, then turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

The old man Yan Muze, who had not seen him for a long time, was running towards him out of breath. The white undershirt with several holes in his body was sweating, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

It looked like it should have come from home.

When he came to him, Chu Heng handed him a cigarette and asked curiously, "I said, Mr. Yan, why didn't you ride a bicycle? You are not afraid of heat stroke when you are walking on this hot day."

"The car... the car was borrowed by a bastard." Old Man Yan smiled unnaturally.

Chu Heng understood in seconds, shook his head helplessly, took out a lighter to help the old man light a cigarette, and asked, "What do you mean by coming here today?"

"I have something urgent to talk to you about." Yan Muze looked around vigilantly, grabbed his arm and walked to the corner, and then whispered sneakily, "That, Master Chu, I'm looking for you today. Come, it's still for the food."

"Last time, the old ones didn't eat?" Chu Heng looked at him in amazement. It's only been a few days, and feeding pigs has never been so fast.

"No, no, there are some left at home." Yan Muze shook his head, stared at the nearby pedestrians with bright eyes, and said to him, "It's some of my friends who also want to buy some food."

"Your friend?" Chu Heng's face suddenly turned cold when he heard the words, he frowned and looked at him with blood in his eyes: "Old man, did you tell me about selling your food?"

Old Man Yan was taken aback by his appearance, the sweat that had just subsided immediately came out again, and the hairs on his back stood up, he hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "Don't worry, Master Chu, I never mentioned you. half a word."

"Then what's the deal with buying food?" Chu Heng frowned.

"It's also my fault." Yan Muze took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "Yesterday I had a few old friends who came to my house as guests. Seeing that there was a lot of food in my house, I asked curiously, and it happened that my little grandson happened to be there. In the house, he told me about my food sales on the spot, and I didn't stop me, but don't worry, I still said that, if something goes wrong, I will take care of it all by myself and don't wait to follow. You have a bit of a relationship."

After Chu Heng listened, he really regretted agreeing to the request to buy their food.

But, he would be a little reluctant to let him cut off contact now.

No way, the old man gave too much.

Five yuan a piece of fine antiques, gold bars that can be bought at 60% of the price, he didn't even dare to think about it before, what's the difference between this and white picks?

No one can escape from the death of man for wealth and bird for food.

Chu Heng likes money and prefers old objects.

Now those things that were rarely seen in the past are clearly placed in front of him, almost at his fingertips, how can you let him hold it?

It's like some old sex, knowing that the kind of love with a few hundred dollars will be dangerous, and if one is not good, they may be arrested, but they are still willing to take the risk.

"They knew that I had a way to get food, so they kept begging me to help and get some." Yan Muze observed Chu Heng's expression. Seeing that he didn't mean to get angry, he continued. : "I don't know what you mean. I didn't dare to refuse directly. I'll come over to talk to you first and ask what you mean."

"Don't sell, don't sell expensive or cheap!"

Without thinking, Chu Heng categorically refused, with a sonorous voice: "Master Yan, I've already taken a lot of risk by giving you food, and I don't want to make extra troubles."

"That's it, I'll call them back now." The old man nodded and sighed with regret: "It's a pity, everything they have is pretty good, if you don't accept it, you probably won't be able to keep it. How long."

Chu Heng was stunned for a moment, took out the jar of herbal tea from his bag in a blink of an eye, twisted it open with a smile and brought it to the old man: "Come on, Master Yan, drink a cup of tea to quench your thirst, eh, what did you just say about those items? What's going on? They are like you, planning to trade gold bars for antiques?"

"Of course it is, otherwise, where will the money come from." The old man was flattered and took the jar.

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