"Let's go, pick up the new wife!"
After the convoy arrived outside the Zhou family's courtyard, with Chu Heng's shout, more than a hundred strong men with big shoulders and round waists roared and poured into the courtyard gate. The posture did not look like a robbery at all, but more like a robbery.
The relatives and friends of the Zhou family and the girls in the neighborhood who were watching the excitement at the door were so frightened that they hurried away, fearing that the grandsons would carry them away if their heads got hot.
soon.
A group of people poured into the shabby little side room in the deepest part of the courtyard where the Zhou family lived.
The house looked only twenty or thirty square meters, but it was home to three generations of the Zhou family, seven or eight people. Inside, there were small, cramped cubicles separated by wooden boards, which looked like pigeon cages.
When the Zhou family, who were sitting in the house waiting for Du Sanlai to get married, saw the gang of bastards reentering the backyard as if bandits had entered the city, not only did they not panic, but almost everyone could not help but smile.
This ostentation is big enough, too special!
The mute girl Zhou Tingyan was standing next to her parents. Today, she did not wear military green like other girls do when they get married. Instead, she wore a bright red festive dress. Her white arms and calves exposed in the sun were as dazzling as porcelain. , her plain face without makeup was as pure and clean as ever, and her thick black hair was braided into two beautiful braids, which were draped casually on her shoulders.
At this moment, she looked like a well-dressed doll. She looked at Du San who was surrounded by people walking into the house, and the smile on her face was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.
"Hey."
Du San glanced at his radiant wife, grinned and giggled, then strode to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and shouted loudly: "Dad, Mom, I'm here to marry you!"
"Okay, okay." Father Zhou, who was not good at words, took his hand, his lips trembled and his eyes were a little red.
Zhou Tingyan has always been a worry for the old couple. They were afraid that she would not be able to get married and would be left alone and bullied. Now that this girl finally has her own destiny, they can rest in peace even if they die.
"San'er." Mother Zhou took Du San's other hand and said to him earnestly while wiping her tears: "Tingyan will be handed over to you from now on. This girl is honest and stubborn. If there is anything she can do, You must take more care of the bad things about her. If it doesn't work, just tell me and I will help you deal with her."
"Hey, don't worry, Mom. It's my Du San's blessing that Ting Yan likes me. How can I let her suffer? From now on, she will be my ancestor!" Du San glanced at the white and tender face. Zhou Tingyan couldn't help but giggle again, her big face turned into a chrysanthemum with joy.
"Look at her smile, her little tongue is exposed."
Outside the door, Chu Heng looked at this guy with disgust on his face.
"I'm about to marry my wife into the bridal chamber, who wouldn't be happy?" Wan Xiaotian bared his teeth and said with a smile.
"Not reserved at all." Chu Heng curled his lips, turned to look at Wan Xiaotian, and asked him in a low voice: "By the way, how many things did you bring back?"
When Wan Xiaotian heard this, he looked around cautiously, then leaned into his ear and said furtively: "There are more than 270 pieces of antique jade in total, and there are 72 kilograms of gold bars."
"Hey, it's quite a lot." Chu Heng, who had made another profit, suddenly smiled happily, and then he pondered for a while, and said: "In this case, you can send me the things to that damn guy's yard in Luoyang tonight, and then go back and wait until the wedding is over. I’ll go get it.”
"Okay." Wan Xiaotian nodded.
Then the two of them chatted about the situation in Dacheng. After a while, Du San also finished his work. With the Zhou family's eyes full of good wishes, he took Zhou Tingyan's little hand and came out of the house.
When Chu Heng saw him, he yelled: "Mani Du San, you are not allowed to carry your new wife on your back in the car?"
"Yes, you have to carry it!"
"Kiss me first. Master Chu even kissed me when he got married!"
"Yes, yes, kiss, kiss!"
The others didn't mind the fuss, and started making fun of each other while setting up rice seedlings. For a while, the yard was as messy as a vegetable market.
"Just kiss!"
Du San was worthy of being a gangster leader who had been with Chu Heng for so long. His face was unusually thick. He pouted and nibbled on Zhou Tingyan's fair face, and then he was carried away amidst the excited roars of a bunch of animals. He walked out with his daughter-in-law, who was blushing and bleeding.
"Fuck, the king of the mountain has really kidnapped his bride!"
Chu Heng laughed and cursed, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly left with the crowd.
The group of people left as quickly as they came, and it didn't take long before they led Zhou Tingyan and killed them back in a mighty manner, leaving behind a messy courtyard and a lot of curses.
"Damn it! Who the hell trampled on my coal shed!"
"They are a bunch of bastards, and my dear grandson's pussy has turned red because of them! What happened to you?"
"Holy shit... who eats the little peppers in my flower pot? I don't even dare to put more of these in cooking. How can they eat them? Aren't they afraid of rotten swallows?"
…
It's eight o'clock in the evening and the night is hazy.
"Haha, let's go, let's go, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so let's not delay other people's affairs."
Chu Heng, who had just finished the bridal chamber, came out of Du San's courtyard with a group of bastards laughing.
After arriving at the door, they looked at each other with a wink, muttered an agreement to come back later to listen to the wall, and then dispersed in groups of three and two with mean smiles.
"You are a bunch of idiots. Zhou Tingyan can't even speak. What the hell can you hear?"
Chu Heng looked at the dispersed crowd, muttered, got in the car and left.
It didn't take long.
He came outside the small courtyard left by Luo Yang.
It was already late at night and everything was completely silent. People in the entire alley had turned off their lights and were sleeping. Only this courtyard was still lit, and you could vaguely see people moving.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
After Chu Heng parked the car, he strolled into the alley with a cigarette in his mouth.
Some people who were woken up by the sound of the engine frowned and cursed a few times, then turned over and went back to sleep. They have heard this sound often since Luo Yang died. It was quite frequent some time ago, but it has become less frequent recently. got used to.
"Crunch..."
Soon, Chu Heng came to the door of the small courtyard and reached out to gently push open the slightly ajar door. The rusty door shaft made a harsh sound, as if a dozen people were grinding their teeth together.
Wan Xiaotian, who was waiting for him in the house, heard the commotion and walked out quickly. He smiled and asked Chu Heng who walked in: "How was the bridal chamber? Mr. Chu."
"Du San's pants were almost stripped off."
Chu Heng walked forward unsteadily, chatted with him and entered the main room with a smile.
At this time, there were more than a dozen large wooden boxes neatly stacked on the ground in the main room, and there was almost no room to stand on them.
"Everything is here, Master Chu." After Wan Xiaotian led Chu Heng into the house, he bent down to open a box, took out a golden Buddha from it, and said with a smile: "Master Yan said that these things belong to him. The most valuable thing is the Yamantaka from Yongle, but I don’t know much about it.”
"Good stuff!"
Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly took the heavy golden Buddha from his hand, holding it in front of him to look at it lovingly.
Whether from the perspective of craftsmanship, art, culture, religious beliefs, etc., Buddhist artworks such as Buddha statues and thangkas can occupy a high position among antique artworks.
Moreover, in the thousands of years since Buddhism was introduced to China, it has gone through several movements to exterminate Buddhism, and the Buddhist artworks that have been handed down are pearls in the antique world.
Especially fine products like this are rare.
(End of chapter)
