Xiao Wei stared at the phone tightly, without blinking, his small body was straight, and he sat upright.

A long ship whistle rang out, and from the other end of the phone came from the other end of the phone, resounding through the sky.

The voices of Luo Sixteen and Xiao Dazhuang's words and footsteps came from far and near.

Seeing Xiao Wei so nervous, Bai Lu was also a little nervous in her heart, and her breathing gradually lightened.

"Good night."

The man's slightly chuckling voice came from the distant horizon with a good night, adding a touch of color to the night, soothing the slightly nervous heartbeat, the big heartbeat.

Bai Lu also said, "Good night."

Wait for the other party to hang up the phone first.

Xiao Cheng on the other end of the phone didn't hang up for a long time, although the voices of Luo Sixteen and Xiao Dazhuang were getting closer and closer.

Bai Lu had no choice but to hang up the phone first.

"Alright, let's go back to sleep."

Xiao Wei's big eyes were no longer resentful, Liang Jingjing nodded at Bai Lu, got up and took brisk and excited steps, ran back to his room, and went to sleep.

Bai Lu also returned to the room.

Sitting in front of the window reading a book, watching and watching, I was attracted by the white chestnut flowers falling by the window.

The wind blew open the white curtains, blowing open the weeping hedges by the creek, revealing the rose bushes on the other side of the creek.

Pink roses are in full bloom.

Clusters of delicate and bright, layered pink petals, like a faint gouache painting, bloom quietly under the bright moon.

The breeze came, the light fragrance fluttered with the wind, and the window was pushed open by a slender jade hand, and the lingering fragrance of flowers came in with the hand.

The elegant fragrance wafts through the room, through the crack in the door, out of the courtyard, the roses bloom, and the fragrance of flowers fills the courtyard.

Bai Lu's hand holding the book moved slightly, her fingertips were haunted by the fragrance of flowers, and her calm heart was inexplicably touched.

The picture of a man nailing bamboo in the water, the picture of a small river swimming upstream, is replayed in front of me frame by frame.

Finally, he weaves a picture of him bending down to nail bamboo and wood in the rose bush, sprinkling medicinal powder, and planting impatiens.

This is...... What's going on?

Why are they all Xiao Cheng!

Bai Lu shook his head violently, shook the handsome face that floated in his mind, and tried to read!

Concentrate on reading! Reading! Reading!

After reading for a long time, turning two pages of the book, Bai Lu felt that it should be late at night, and it was time to go to bed.

Well, let's go to bed first.

Maintain adequate sleep and physical strength in order to meet a better tomorrow, fry chestnuts and make a lot of money.

However, there is an electric chestnut stir-frying machine, which doesn't seem to require much physical strength, and the chestnut machine is made by Xiao Cheng.

Bai Lu: "......"

Well...... This is a reward from the landlord for doing a good deed, which is normal, normal.

Go to bed!

Close your eyes!

How is it a little glaring?

Bai Lu suddenly opened his eyes, the big light bulb on the wall was still on, and orange light sprinkled the whole room.

Xiao Cheng forgot to turn off the lights again!

Every time she asked her to speak, pushing him to turn off the lights.

The hand subconsciously reached to the side and pushed, but it was empty, and Bai Lu reacted.

Xiao Cheng is not at home.

Stunned for a moment, he moved from the inside of the bed to the outside, got up and pulled the rope to turn off the light, and moved back to the inside after turning off the light.

Roll up the quilt and close your eyes again.

One sheep, two sheep, five sheep......

On the other side of the sky, the night was as dark as ink, the stars were falling on the river, and the stars in the water were shining as the man leaned on the railing at will, looking into the distance.

"Homesick?"

Jiang Zhengang walked over and handed over a cigarette, Xiao Cheng subconsciously said goodbye to his ear after taking it, the sound of the lighter sounded, a cluster of flames had arrived in front of him, and the smoke between his fingers moved forward slightly, the cigarette butt was on fire, and the smoke was like fog.

The familiar smell of tobacco filled his mouth, and he was caught off guard against spicy spicy in his throat, and Xiao Cheng was choked.

Jiang Zhengang spit out smoke and smiled: "This has to be put in the past, I don't dare to think at all, what kind of little wife can make you so worried, you can choke on a cigarette."

Between the lines are the jokes of people who have come over, and there is a bit of disbelief in the surprise.

What kind of person is Xiao Cheng, no one in Pingcheng knows, no one knows, indifferent, indifferent and ruthless, not to mention caring about women, he is annoyed to look at it.

When he went to the dance hall, no one dared to stuff a woman into Xiao Cheng's arms, for fear that he would be ruthless and kick him out.

In the past, no matter how long he was outside, he didn't see Xiao Cheng feel homesick in the slightest, let alone worry about his stomach.

Who else can make Xiao Cheng change so dramatically, put down the butcher's knife, and return to a normal life, except for Xiao Cheng's little wife who has never shown up in the family.

Jiang Zhengang admired Xiao Cheng's resolute courage in doing things, and was naturally relieved to see him go ashore: "A good man has ambitions in all directions, the outside world is high and wide, and there are opportunities everywhere, and if you earn money, you can settle your home wherever you want, and you can take your wife wherever you want."

"You see that the market vision is more accurate and long-term than ordinary people, this batch of fir is worth a lot of money, have you found a good buyer? I'm all on the sand and gravel freight road, and I don't know much about the timber market, so I can't help you. ”

Xiao Cheng lit half of the spontaneous combustion ash and took a long puff of cigarette in front of Jiang Zhengang to show his kindness: "Shanmu can go out of the province smoothly, and you have already helped a lot."

"There are people I know before who are in the timber market in Guangdong Province and have some understanding of the fir market."

Business information is on a point-to-point basis.

"Okay, you can do it yourself." Jiang Zhengang also took a long puff of cigarette, and didn't ask any more: "It's windy outside, go to bed early."

Xiao Cheng is a smart person and does things in a measured manner, on the surface, he contacted the transport fleet to help Xiao Cheng transport fir wood out of the province, but Xiao Cheng is the same as Xiao Cheng in the entertainment process.

Spend money to eat, give gifts to dredge relationships, transport fir out of the province freight, checkpoint fees...... Nothing less.

Counting up, Jiang Zhengang also made a big business of transporting goods outside the sand and gravel industry, and he made money instead of losing money.

In business, it is the relationship between you and me, everyone has no arrears, and there is no reason for who helps whom.

Xiao Cheng borrowed a way at most, and he took advantage of the trend.

Jiang Zhen just finished smoking and went back to the cabin.

The steamer carrying cedar trees sails on the river in an orderly manner, and when it encounters ships passing by, or when it turns a corner, it sounds a whistle that pierces through the silence of the night, and it is long and long.

Luo Sixteen and Xiao Dazhuang were sneering in the aft cabin, and when they saw Xiao Cheng coming, they hurriedly raised their hands to say hello.

"Brother Cheng, come and try the freshly baked fried snails, Jiang Zhengang's little brothers are quite good at things, they don't sleep at night, and they fry all the snails fished from the river during the day, we just tasted two, and the taste is not bad."

There were also three unopened beers on the small table.

Xiao Cheng sandwiched a fried snail, no mint, and the chili pepper was pitiful, and the taste was average.

Xiao Dazhuang frowned when he saw him, and decisively agreed: "I also think it's not as delicious as my sister-in-law's fried."

Luo Sixteen was surprised that the IQ of the honest man suddenly went online: "You discovered the truth really early this time, which is worthy of praise."

As he spoke, he sandwiched a large field snail for him.

Xiao Cheng glanced at the ordinary fried snails, and unexpectedly agreed: "It's not as delicious as her cooking."

All three of them tacitly agreed that they did not drink.

(End of chapter)