Chapter 592

Leaving the grocery store, Li Heng braved the cold wind and rushed to the Chunhua Noodle Restaurant without stopping.

Unexpectedly, the shop door was actually open, and there were three women and two men eating wontons inside.

Seeing Li Heng enter the door, Zhang Zhiyong, who was wiping tables and chairs, instantly shifted to his side, twisted his mouth and said cheaply: "Damn! Seeing a ghost! Grandpa Heng, why are you here at this hour?"

"Came to see you guys."

Li Heng asked: "There are people coming to eat on the third day of the Lunar New Year, it seems you guys will make a big profit this year. By the way, where is Sister Chunhua?"

Zhang Zhiyong pointed to the second floor, "If there's nothing to do, naturally let her go upstairs to rest. She just went upstairs after finishing the wontons for the guests, I'll call her down right away."

Li Heng hurriedly stopped the fool: "Don't, don't. She's a pregnant woman, better let her rest more."

Zhang Zhiyong felt sorry for his wife, immediately obeyed without showing off, and asked: "What do you want to eat, Grandpa? Brother will make it for you personally."

Li Heng questioned: "Can what you make be eaten?"

The fool rolled up his sleeves, unconvinced and expressed: "Damn it! Looking down on people, right? Old Master doesn't like to hear this. Can't make noodles, can't make wontons? Just scoop them up after boiling."

"Sounds like it, then bring a bowl." Li Heng found an empty seat and sat down, listening to the next table chatting.

Before long, the wontons came. Li Heng took a pair of chopsticks and took a bite, immediately a bit speechless: "You call this delicious? It's worse than the craftsmanship of your stepmother and your wife."

The fool thought he was blackmailing him, so he also picked one up and put it in his mouth. One second later, he quickly bent down and spat it into the trash can, scolding himself:

"Damn! I saw Sister Chunhua making wontons like this, why is the taste so different?"

No way, in the end, Liu Chunhua had to come forward to make Li Heng eat comfortably.

After the meal, Li Heng talked about the fact that Liu's mother couldn't come out because she was taking care of her pregnant daughter-in-law. Liu Chunhua was disappointed, but also happy for her brother at home.

Zhang Zhiyong lived up to his nickname "Fool." After listening, he had no reaction and even personally offered to send him back to Lushan Village.

After there was no one in the shop, the shop door was closed, and Li Heng and the fool rushed to Fudan University together.

On the way, Li Heng asked: "Why didn't I see Li Ran? Didn't you say you were spending the New Year with you two?"

Zhang Zhiyong scratched the back of his head with his right hand, "Spent the New Year together. But she left this morning, saying she had something to do. Old Master estimates that ten out of nine times it's that Zhao An who came looking for her."

Li Heng was surprised: "After so long, that Zhao An is still there?"

The fool nodded fiercely like a little chick: "Isn't it, like a piece of cowhide candy that can't be shaken off.

Hey! If you ask me, Li Ran should continue to sleep with Zhao An, and simply send that sick old ghost to the Western Paradise early, that's the right reason."

Li Heng: "..."

He sighed: "Young Master Zhao is also a pitiful person. Besides being in poor health, to be so devoted with such a family background is rare."

Hearing "devoted," the fool finally found a trace of identification, and then didn't say any more despising words.

When they arrived at Lushan Village, Li Heng said to Zhang Zhiyong: "Old Yong, you go back first, Sister Chunhua is alone at home, I won't keep you."

Zhang Zhiyong looked around, grinned and asked: "It's pitch black and you're alone, and it's this kind of old house, aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

"Ghost your sister, get lost!" Li Heng said unpleasantly.

He originally wasn't afraid, but being told by this idiot, his heart was beating a bit inexplicably.

24, 25, 26, 27 and the nearby small buildings were all pitch black. Don't know if they were asleep? Or if they weren't there at all?

Making the end of the alley dead silent.

Zhang Zhiyong was scolded away.

After Li Heng went home, he first took a bath, threw his clothes into the washing machine by the way, and then, taking advantage of the fact that it wasn't too late, hurriedly took his keys and went straight to the small building No. 27 next door.

"Eh?"