Chapter 105

In fact, Chen Hansheng didn't expect that Shen Youchu really had a cousin, but she was a little younger.

"Where's mother-in-law?"

Shen Youchu squatted down and helped the little girl wipe her face. Chen Hansheng took a look in the moonlight. The little girl was a little thin, with small arms and legs, and big eyes. She can't describe "beauty and ugliness" yet. Loveliness is the best annotation.

"My mother-in-law is at the entrance of the alley."

The little girl pointed to the front. At this time, she saw Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo. She shrank behind Shen Youchu and looked at them curiously.

Shen Youchu turned his head and said, "uncle's cousin, you call her Anning."

"My name is Chen Ningning."

The little girl blinked and whispered.

"Oh, my family."

Chen Hansheng stepped forward and wanted to say hello. Anning recognized him a little and turned around and ran back.

"Look, you're so ugly that it's like dark when your eyes are closed. You scared the children."

Chen Hansheng turned his head and looked at Wang Zibo.

Wang Zibo was very dissatisfied: "I didn't say a word. You scared me away."

More than twenty steps further, there was an old lady with crutches in one hand and candles in the other. Her eyes were turbid but kind. After seeing Shen Youchu, a cluster of gratifying smiles suddenly burst out on her weather beaten face.

"Mother-in-law."

Shen Youchu went up to help the old lady. She choked in her voice. It seems that she really misses her.

"Just go home."

The old lady took Shen Youchu's hand and took another look at Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo.

"Grandma, he's Chen, Chen, Chen

"My name is Chen Hansheng and his name is Wang Zibo. We are Shen Youchu's classmates."

Shen Youchu stuttered several times and didn't speak out. Chen Hansheng simply introduced himself.

The old lady nodded and walked home without saying anything.

Wang Zibo said quietly, "Xiao Chen, I'm really nervous when I see my parents for the first time."

Chen Hansheng glanced at him: "you're nervous. Do you have half a dime to do with you?"

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Shen Youchu's yard is very small. There are two bedrooms around the main room, a warehouse on the left and a kitchen on the right.

Pushing open the firewood door, Shen Youchu's mother-in-law asked, "have you had dinner?"

Shen Youchu shook his head.

"Then make some rice for your classmates first." Said the old lady.

There is no gas stove or coal stove in the small kitchen. There is only a stove made of adobe. Shen Youchu speaks slowly, but cooking is very quick. He ignites a hot stove and puts noodles into the pot at one go.

Chen Hansheng pushed Wang Zibo: "young man, you should have life in your eyes. Go and help burn the fire."

Wang Zibo ran to the bottom of the stove to fill in firewood, and Chen Hansheng rolled the cat nearby.

At Shen Youchu's home, there is a gray little earth dog and a yellow and white domestic cat around Chen Hansheng's feet;

The old lady spoke little and sat on the stool squinting as if she were asleep;

Little Anning snuggled up in the arms of the old man and looked at the two strange big brothers with big eyes.

"Grandma, there are no eggs in the basket."

Shen Youchu whispered.

"Go and have a look in the chicken coop. There should be more." Shen Youchu said slowly.

Chen Hansheng pulled Shen Youchu: "just plain noodles. Don't look for eggs."

Shen Youchu shook his head gently: "you can't eat enough."

"It's all right. Don't you have pepper at home? Just have some dinner."

When the two were deadlocked, Anning suddenly ran out, and soon there was a "cluck cluck" chicken cry in a corner of the yard.

After Anning came back, a little yellow head was stained with one or two chicken feathers, and his palm was a little dirty, but he carefully held two native eggs: "sister, here you are."

Shen Youchu took it and fried two eggs. Chen Hansheng said to Anning, "thank you."

The little girl was embarrassed to be praised. She ran back to the old lady's arms and hid in her arms to secretly look at Chen Hansheng.

Soon three bowls of hot noodles were brought up. Shen Youchu had no eggs in that bowl. She took out a little chili oil and poured it into the noodles and ate it in small bites.

Wang Zibo couldn't eat anymore: "Xiao Chen

Chen Hansheng waved, "you eat your food. It's someone else's intention."

He divided the eggs in his bowl into two pieces and sandwiched half of them to Shen Youchu: "don't push, I'm more annoyed with these."

Shen Youchu saw that Chen Hansheng was a little serious. She really didn't dare to refuse, but she divided half of the fried egg into two halves and shouted to Anning to feed: "does it smell good?"

Little Anning smiled with curved eyes: "elder sister, it's sweet."

Shen Youchu also smiled. Her appearance occasionally smiled. Wang Zibo could understand why king you of Zhou was willing to praise the princes of the war fire drama of Si.

Just remembering that an egg was divided by three people just now, Wang Zibo felt sad again and looked up at Chen Hansheng next to him.

Chen Hansheng's face was as heavy as water, and his expression didn't change much.

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After dinner around the fire, Shen Youchu goes to help Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo make the bed.

Tonight they both slept in the barn. Fortunately, there was not much ventilation. After everything settled down, Wang Zibo shrunk in his quilt and asked, "Xiao Chen, when shall we go?"

"Tomorrow."

Chen Hansheng replied.

"In such a hurry?"

Wang Zibo really wants to visit here.

Chen Hansheng "hey hey" smiled: "you didn't come for cousin Shen Youchu. You've met him anyway."

"Fart!"

Wang Zibo was angry when he thought of it: "obviously you wanted to send Shen Youchu home and lied to me about traveling to Sichuan and Chongqing."

However, close friends won't care so much, not to mention Chen Hansheng's role as commander and commander in the duo.

After a while, Wang Zibo forgot about it. He came to discuss with Chen Hansheng and said, "Xiao Chen, I want to take all my money out to Anning before I leave. Although it's only more than 100, it's estimated that others make up for my body. I'm sorry to eat it."

Chen Hansheng nodded: "just give it to me. In short, I've bought all the tickets back to Hong Kong City. I'll leave some for the old lady at that time."

"How much are you going to give?"

Wang Zibo is curious.

“800。”

Chen Hansheng replied.

Wang Zibo was stunned: "with your character, I thought you would give 2000 or 3000."

"I paid Shen Youchu a salary. I don't bother to ask how much she is willing to give, but I only have 800 here."

Chen Hansheng pulled up the cup to cover his body: "my filial piety father and mother is 1000 this year. The heavenly king Lao Tzu can't exceed this standard!"

Wang Zibo nodded silently: "you have been very principled since childhood, no matter what happens."

The room was quiet for a while. Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered something: "Zibo, did you sleep?"

Wang Zibo replied, "No."

Chen Hansheng coughed: "after returning to the port city, the little fish asked what we were doing these days. You know what to say."

"I don't know."

Wang Zibo finally caught such an opportunity to "threaten" Chen Hansheng and took the opportunity to put on a show: "I'll tell Xiaoyu that you can send a girl who is almost as beautiful as her back home."

Hearing this, Chen Hansheng opened the quilt and turned over his wallet without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Zibo suddenly had a bad feeling.

"It's all right. You keep pretending."

Chen Hansheng lowered his head and said, "I tore your train ticket. See how you go back and complain!"

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