This woman has an average appearance, with a thin body and somewhat dark skin. However, she is very clean. Although her clothes are in tatters, they are not dirty. There is no trace of dirt on her face or other exposed skin. This is different from Compared with the dirty blind streams that Chu Heng saw along the way, they looked a little different. They could be regarded as a flower in the waste yard.
However, this is also relative, it is just a matter of choosing the taller one among the short ones.
In terms of appearance, this woman is just an ordinary woman outside. Even Aunt Sun, who has raised eight children, is better than her!
At least they have enough capital...
Therefore, not to mention that Chu Heng had something to do today, even if he had nothing to do, he would not like her.
After the influence of Xiao Ni and Xiao Niu, this grandson’s current vision is not ordinary!
Chu Heng's eyes were full of inquiry when he looked at the woman. He was curious about what kind of difficulties could make such a weak-looking woman leave home and even choose to sell her body to survive. I don't want to go back to my hometown.
kill? set fire? Or is it other reasons?
When the woman saw Chu Heng looking at her without saying a word, she thought he was interested in her. However, due to the presence of outsiders or the fact that it was the first time she experienced this scene, she felt a little embarrassed.
Then she saw a hint of cunning flash in her eyes, she took a few steps forward, came to Chu Heng's side, and gently pulled off the already tattered collar, and suddenly she felt happy.
The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva when he saw it.
"Brother, my price is not expensive, the cheapest one outside is only 30 cents." The woman smiled charmingly and reached out to pull Chu Heng: "Come on, it's only 20 cents. For someone like you, It’s just one or two packs of cigarettes, I’ll help you get comfortable!”
Chu Heng was startled and hurriedly withdrew his hand as if avoiding a snake. He turned to look at the middle-aged man next to him and said helplessly: "No, brother, is this how you welcome guests?"
"Go, go, stay here. This is the guest invited by Boss Cen." The middle-aged man looked away without any trace, stepped forward and pushed the woman away, then turned around and led Chu Heng forward.
But the woman didn't want to miss such a big fat sheep, so she shouted from behind unwillingly: "Brother, I've always been here, you can come anytime!"
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids and moved faster.
The two of them continued walking, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and after passing several mountains of rubbish, they came to a slightly regular hut.
This hut is basically built with a whole piece of blue bricks. It looks like it is more than 20 square meters. The roof is also covered with old black tiles, and there is glass on the windows. Although it is also crooked, it is better than those outside that use broken bricks casually. The shack built with rotten wooden boards is much stronger.
At this time, Cen Hao was sweating profusely and practicing boxing in front of the big wooden stake that was as thick as two people's arms.
His upper body was shirtless and soaked with sweat, and his powerful muscles full of explosive power glowed with bronze under the reflection of the sun. As he moved, the bulging muscles like little mice began to mess around on his body. It looked a little scary when it jumped up.
His moves are somewhat like Bajiquan, but not entirely. Although they are equally strong, fast and hard to hit, they are also mixed with other things, which are more flexible than Bajiquan.
"Bang bang bang!"
Cen Hao hit the wooden stake crazily. His palms, fists, elbows, knees, shoulders and back all became his offensive weapons, and every blow was powerful and heavy, without sparing any force. The wooden pile could not help but tremble.
Chu Heng looked at Cen Hao, who looked like a mad tiger, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He subconsciously touched his arm and felt a faint pain.
From now on, I won’t fight anyone until I understand the opponent’s strength...
He swore secretly.
At this moment, the middle-aged man leading the way stepped forward and was about to call Cen Hao, who was obsessed with practicing boxing.
Chu Heng quickly stopped him, threw him a pack of cigarettes, and sent him away. Then he parked the car aside and stood with his arms folded, admiring Cen Hao's boxing practice.
At this glance, half an hour has passed.
Cen Hao, who seemed never tired, finally got tired of fighting. Panting, he put away his posture, reached for the torn towel hanging on the top of the wooden stake, wiped the sweat from his face, turned his back to Chu Heng, and used Mo De's emotional voice greeted: "You're here."
Chu Heng, who had just taken out a cigarette and was about to light it, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that he was talking to him.
Are you a little polite?
Why don't you show your face when talking to customers?
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids and snorted angrily: "Yeah!"
"When did you come?" Cen Hao wiped the sweat from his body, still not turning to look at him.
"Bata!"
Chu Heng lit the cigarette, puffed on the smoke, and said calmly: "It's been a while!"
"Why did I not see it?"
"You're so blind!"
…
The expression on Cen Hao's face froze, and after a moment of silence, he threw away the towel, turned his head with a long face, glanced sideways at the bastard who ruined the atmosphere, waved to him, and walked towards the cabin.
"come in."
"Pretending!" Chu Heng curled his lips and followed him into the house.
The layout of this room is very simple, just a bed, a chest of drawers, a table, and a few chairs.
"Sit down!" Cen Hao pointed to the dirty chair beside the table, walked over to the chest of drawers, took out two plates of food and put them on the table, and then brought a small ceramic wine jar with them. Tableware.
"Crunch!"
He pulled out the chair rudely, sat down, pointed at the things on the table, and said to Chu Heng, who was looking at the dishes on the plate in a daze: "It's my fault to trouble you without asking you clearly. What happened today?" Consider the wine as my apology."
"Why are you treating me with pickled radish strips to apologize? Are you sincere at all!?" Chu Heng pointed at the two plates with a dark face. One had salted radish strips on it, and the other had scrambled eggs that had been cooled for a long time. They were not excessive. Very few, probably only one made a noise.
Cen Hao glanced at him and said with a sneer: "What? The food and wine of a poor man like me can't be appreciated by a rich man like you?"
"Young master, I'm crying for poverty!"
Chu Heng curled his lips, picked up the chopsticks and plucked the eggs, and said angrily: "I remember that you are a local from Sijiu City, and you also have a job. No matter how bad you are, you won't be so poor, right? I see you You just want to support me sincerely!"
"You can think whatever you like. This is the dish today. Do you like to drink it or not? Anyway, my mind has arrived." Cen Hao leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, tilting his head and squinting at him. , naughty and naughty.
"Drink! Why don't you drink!"
Chu Heng slammed his chopsticks on the table hard and made a please gesture with a dark face: "Come on, don't you say you want to apologize? Then I'll punish myself with three drinks first!"
"Are you sure?" Cen Hao looked at him with a strange expression.
"What? You don't dare?" Chu Heng crossed his arms, raised his head, pointed his nostrils at him, and hummed: "I don't care about the food. If you don't drink the wine, then you really have no sincerity at all! "
"Come on, don't you have to be sincere? Three cups, right? I'll drink it right now!" Cen Hao bared his teeth and smiled, picked up the jar and started pouring wine for himself. He drank three cups in one go without even eating any food.
"Are you satisfied?" He smiled and turned it upside down, indicating that not a drop was left.
"That's enough." Chu Heng, who felt the sincerity, nodded with satisfaction, then pushed his wine glass over and said, "Here, pour the wine, let's have a good chat with you today."
"What kind of wine are you pouring?"
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