Chapter 386 This is a good thing, you should eat it quickly

"Hello, Uncle Guo Biao!"

Chen Hui poked his head outside the village gate and shouted with a smile.

"What did you say? What are you hugging?"

Chen Guobiao didn't understand.

Seeing Chen Hui like this, I subconsciously felt that it was not a good thing to say.

"Uncle Guo Biao, are you free tomorrow morning?"

"If you don't have time, Aunt Hongxia is available."

"The roof of my house will be installed at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Come and have a cup of tea." Chen Hui walked into the village with his hands behind his back and said with a smile.

"There's nothing to do in the village tomorrow, I'll go over there."

"You are a noble man with a lot of things to do. After the cap is reached, there shouldn't be anything else important to do. Can you focus on practicing your shooting?"

After Chen Guobiao finished speaking, he opened the drawer and handed the bag containing the slingshot and stones to Chen Hui.

He was indeed a little unhappy that Chen Hui couldn't come on time every day.

However, Chen Hui is not lying at home, he really has a lot of things to do.

Chen Guobiao was too embarrassed to lose his temper, so he could only say, "I really want to scold you!"

"Uncle Guo Biao, please change your thinking."

"Think about it, I'm so busy every day, and I have so many things to do, but I still remember to study whenever I have time."

Chen Guobiao followed Chen Hui's line of thought.

The mood in his heart was relieved immediately, and he was more pleased with Chen Hui. "Okay, go practice quickly. I'll make a cup of tea and come out to watch!"

"Okay!" Chen Hui took it and went out.

Chen Guobiao made a cup of tea and let it cool down, then went outside blowing smoke rings.

While Chen Hui was hitting stones, he talked to Chen Guobiao about his hunting trip in the morning.

"Uncle Guo Biao, the distance in the morning was not as far as this line, how could there be such a big difference?" Chen Hui couldn't understand.

"That's because you used a gun."

"Guns have recoil, and the direction of bullets is different from that of stones."

"If conditions permit, it is best to practice directly with a gun," Chen Guobiao explained.

"Then why are you letting me play pebbles here?"

"You don't have any conditions, how about you go get a hundred or eighty guns?"

Chen Hui smiled guiltily and continued to practice with concentration.

Wang Kunhua said he would help get bullets, but he didn't know how many he could get.

What I have now are the dozen or so that Chen Xiaoqiao gave me last time.

There are indeed no conditions.

Chen Guobiao watched for a while, and then the villagers came to him for something, so he went back to his own business.

An afternoon passed in a flash.

As the sun set, Lin Jiao came back with two full baskets of vegetables.

An Wenjing first carried one basket on her back and then held another basket in her arms.

Standing on the bridge, he shouted to the village: "Brother Chen Hui! Come home!"

He ran a few steps outside, stretched out his arm and waved at An Wenjing, and responded loudly: "Wait for me, I'll tell Uncle Guo Biao and come right over."

He turned around and picked up all the fallen stones around him and put them in a bag with the slingshot.

He handed it to Chen Guobiao who was standing by and watching after he had finished his work.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

"I didn't expect you to be so patient at your age. You can practice such a boring thing quietly for so long."

"You can bring the gun next time." Chen Guobiao took the bag and said.

"Really?! Next time we will practice shooting?!" Chen Hui asked in surprise.

After all, I am standing on the farthest line and I cannot always hit the target.

He thought it would take a long time to practice.

"You'll find out when you bring it here! By the way, what time did you say it would be tomorrow morning?"

"Eight o'clock."

"Got it. Let's go back and eat." Chen Guobiao said, turning around and taking the food in.

Chen Hui shook his slightly sore arms, rubbed his palms and ran to the bridge head.

Looking at An Wenjing, he smiled and said, "Let's go back and eat."

"Look at how sweaty you are."

An Wenjing felt a little distressed and stretched out her arm to wipe the sweat off Chen Hui's forehead.

Chen Guangming came back from the village entrance carrying an empty backpack.

I saw it from afar, and stood at a distance looking over here uncertainly.

After seeing clearly that it was indeed An Wenjing and Chen Hui, he turned his head and was about to walk to the other side.

He saw Chen Hui, and Chen Hui also saw him. He took An Wenjing's hand and shouted with a smile: "Hey, Chen Guangming!"

"What do you want me to do?!" Chen Guangming stopped and asked.

My eyes swept over the two people's holding hands, and a feeling of sourness rose in my heart.

I’m really envious!!
"My house will be completed tomorrow, please invite Dashanbo to come over for a cup of tea."

"Although I don't like you three brothers very much, when my parents were still alive, I had a good relationship with Dashanbo." Chen Hui said.

"Brother Chen Hui, you..."

An Wenjing moved closer and asked in a low voice, "Why did you say what was in your heart?"

Chen Hui lowered his head and smiled.

In Chen Guangming's eyes, this scene was like a handful of dog food thrown at him, hitting his face and causing pain.

He replied indifferently, "I'll tell my dad," and left without looking back.

Chen Hui waited for a while like watching a play, and when he saw him really leave, he sighed:
"Chen Guangming is a bright and sensible kid, but his emotional intelligence is a little low!"

"Brother Chen Hui, can you just be a few months older than me?"

"That's different!"

"I am a married man now, and he is still a young boy."

Chen Hui talked and laughed, picked up a basket, and walked towards Wu Jinhua's house with An Wenjing.

As we walked, he said, "After dinner, let's take a break and go fishing."

"Aren't we going to come to the bridgehead to discuss the housewarming tomorrow?"

"Isn't there Chen Guangming? He will tell you."

"Brother Chen Hui, you didn't call his father here just for this, did you?"

"That's not the case! This is an unexpected bonus."

Chen Hui smiled.

When I returned to Wu Jinhua's house, I smelled the scent of herbs coming from the house.

"Strange, what is Auntie cooking? It smells so good?"

"This smell is quite strange." Chen Hui said curiously.

Chen Huihong helps An Wenjing prepare medicine every day.

But the smell is very faint and I can hardly smell it at home.

An Wenjing sniffed and said, "I feel like it smells like rheumatism herb soup."

Chen Huihong was sitting behind the stove making a fire when she saw two people coming back carrying vegetables.

He stood up and looked at the vegetables in the basket, and urged with a smile:
"Wash your hands and get ready to eat! Ah Hui, come over here and have a bowl of soup first."

"Let's go get some more fish from the ocean tonight. I've got some porcupine for soup this afternoon."

"Tomorrow is the day for the villagers to eat. You can eat any fish you want. You'd better eat the food from the mountains yourself."

Chen Hui opened the lid of the big pot and took a look.

The soup was dark and smelled strange. He closed the lid and asked Chen Huihong, "Aunt, is this rheumatism soup?"

"No, another soup." Chen Huihong smiled and waved her hand.

Chen Hui felt that her smile looked a little strange.

It's like... I feel like a crowd of spectators with bad intentions.

He stepped forward and asked, "Aunt, what kind of herbs did you cook? Tell me the truth!"

"Just eat what I tell you to. How can I harm you?"

(End of this chapter)