Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 907 It’s better to rely on yourself than to wait for others. I’m going to start some business.
"It's snowing so heavily outside, please walk carefully."

"Wait for me, I'll go with you."

Chen Hui lifted the quilt swiftly.

Wear socks and thick cotton pants.

I picked up the thick cotton jacket I bought yesterday and wrapped myself tightly.

"Brother Chen Hui, aren't you exaggerating? You're still wearing long johns?"

An Wenjing found it a little funny.

"You don't understand! The joints in the legs can't stand the cold."

"When you are young, you value grace rather than warmth. When you are old, you will suffer from cold legs."

Chen Hui finished speaking seriously.

I pinched An Wenjing's thigh and found that she was only wearing a pair of pants.

He took out her sleeping pants from the quilt, handed them to her and said, "Put them on quickly."

"I'm not cold! Stop it, I'm going to be late!" An Wenjing waved her hands.

"You know you're going to be late but you're still dawdling. Hurry up and get dressed. Then we'll leave."

Chen Hui grabbed his pants and insisted.

An Wenjing couldn't do anything to him.

He sighed helplessly, took the autumn johns and put them on obediently.

Chen Hui first sent her to Dasha Village Primary School and watched her walk steadily into the teaching building.

When I went back to have breakfast, Wu Dianhai and Wu Dianyang had already returned to the county town.

Chen Huihong was in the workshop, pedaling the sewing machine, which made a loud rustling sound.

"It's not cold when it snows, but it is when it melts. My hands are colder today than they were yesterday."

"Uncle Yaozu didn't say he needed it urgently, so let's do it in a couple of days?"

Chen Hui held the steaming noodles and spoke while eating.

"Tomorrow's work will be tomorrow's, and the day after tomorrow's will be the day after tomorrow's. You won't feel cold while working."

"Why don't you guys go back today? The road is slippery. It would be terrible if Wen Jing fell or got hurt."

As Chen Huihong spoke, she did not slow down her movements.

"Okay! Then I won't go back today."

"The quilt should be ready. I'll deliver the ten-piece set to them later, and then pick up Wen Jing from the village primary school when I come back."

Chen Hui nodded in agreement.

He tilted the bowl upside down and finished all the noodles in his hand.

"Isn't Dahua's delivery date after the New Year? There's no rush for delivery in the next one or two days."

"They say the road is slippery, why do you still want to go out?" Chen Huihong asked.

"Delivering the goods is just a side job. I'm going to ask for a wedding banquet to attend."

"It's better to rely on myself than to wait for others. I'm going to start some business."

"Once this matter is settled, you will be busy at the end of the year."

Chen Hui put the empty bowl of noodles on the table.

He went into the workshop, took out the prepared ten-piece set, hung it on the motorcycle, and pushed the motorcycle out of the courtyard.

Chen Huihong still felt a little uneasy.

He followed her out and said, "Ride slowly! Don't try to look cool by jumping up and down like that!"

"Got it! I'll bring some food back later."

Chen Hui waved his hand and rode his bike to the credit union to withdraw six hundred yuan.

Then I went to the department store, took out the finished quilt core and put it into a big bag of ten pieces.

I brought the things to Wang Xianzhi's house.

It snowed all day and all night yesterday, and the whole family didn't go out.

We gathered in the living room, chatting and laughing while watching TV.

"Chen Hui? Why are you here in such a cold day?"

Wang Yanhong heard the knock on the door and came out to open it. She was very surprised to see that it was him.

"Here comes the delivery! Xianmei's ten-piece set is ready."

"There are many people beating quilts at the end of the year. I asked an acquaintance to say hello, and the master started beating for me first."

Chen Hui parked the car and took the bag off from the back.

Holding the big red bag, he walked into the house naturally.

"It's still early, it won't matter if the delivery is a few days early or late." "Hurry up and drink a cup of hot tea, your hands are red from the cold."

As Li Yanhong spoke, she closed the door and went into the kitchen to make tea for Chen Hui.

"This young man has a fighting spirit."

"Come here and have an orange."

Wang Xianzhi spoke enthusiastically and moved to the side of the sofa.

Chen Hui took the orange and peeled it and ate it.

Wait for Li Yanhong to come out, open the bag, and look at the ten sets one by one with him.

The three of them started talking about Wang Xianmei and Wu Dahua's marriage.

Let’s stop here.

Chen Hui asked naturally: "Wang Yuan and Xiao Yi are this month, right?"

"The 21st, that's only about ten days." Li Yanhong said casually.

Chen Hui stopped drinking tea.

He looked at Li Yanhong, then at Wang Xianzhi, put down his teacup and asked:
"Brother Wang, Sister Yanhong, where is my invitation?"

"The two children's marriages were discussed at my house. Could it be that they didn't prepare the wedding invitations for me?"

When it comes to interpersonal relationships, it’s important to have give-and-take.

Chen Hui's family had never invited them to any happy events, nor had they ever given them any money as a gift.

Normally, it shouldn't be called that.

He suddenly asked for the invitation himself, and Wang Xianzhi was stunned for a moment.

"Tsk! Wang Xianzhi, what's wrong with you?"

"I've reminded you twice to remember to send it to Chen Hui, why haven't you given it to him yet?!"

Li Yanhong reacted first and said to Wang Xianzhi.

Chen Hui took the initiative to ask for it, so he couldn't say that he had no intention of calling him at all.

I had no choice but to pass the blame on to others.

"Ouch! It's still upstairs! I'll go get it."

"There have been a lot of things going on lately. When I went to buy the tiger the other day, I was thinking about bringing it with me, but then I forgot."

Li Yanhong offered a way out.

Wang Xianzhi immediately went down the slope.

Having said that, he got up and went upstairs, wrote an invitation and handed it to Chen Hui.

He sighed and said, "It's a good thing you said something today, otherwise I would have been really rude."

"Brother Wang, this is not okay! You're so forgetful before you even become a grandfather."

Chen Hui took the wedding invitation and said with a smile.

The goal was achieved, so we changed the topic and talked about the last time we sold the South China tiger.

Wei has already delivered the tiger meat to them, and the tiger skin is still being processed at his home.

Chen Hui bought two tiger legs, one weighing 25 kilograms and the other 28 kilograms.

Wang Xianzhi only charged him 500 yuan.

"I never thought that there would be a day when I could make money from you."

"As soon as I put the five hundred yuan in my hand, I felt like I was eating crabs for free for the first time."

Li Yanhong took the money happily.

"That's not true. We still made money from him."

"Chen Hui, next time you kill a tiger or leopard, remember to call me."

After Wang Xianzhi finished speaking, he emphasized it again, "We agreed! Call me first!"

Chen Hui saw that it was almost time and it was time for Li Yanhong to prepare lunch.

He nodded, stood up and said:
"Don't worry, I'll remember it a hundred times."

"It's getting late, and I have to pick up my wife from get off work. I'll be leaving first."

Li Yanhong teased Chen Hui again, "Oh, you only have one daughter-in-law to look after your baby."

The two joked a bit.

When Chen Hui rode his bike back to Dasha Village Primary School, it was just in time for school to be over.

A group of elementary school students came out of the school in a crowd, and when they saw the motorcycle, they surrounded it and stared at it for a long time.

Hearing that she was Teacher An's family, the little boys looked at An Wenjing with admiration.

(End of this chapter)