Jiang Tao got up at five o'clock. Dinner was milk and bread exchanged by the space. He fried an egg and made a sandwich. It tasted good.
At six o'clock, Jiang Tao set off with simple luggage on her back, and waited at the platform for a quarter of an hour to get on the earliest bus. There were not many passengers at this time, and there were still a few seats in the back row, which was really touching.
Although the departure was early, it was already 6:50 in the municipal party committee compound. The sentinels at the gate did not stop anyone this time. Jiang Tao said her name and was let go. It should be Fu Juan's explanation.
Following the memory and walking outside Song's house, Jiang Tao knocked on the closed iron door, and heard the answering sound from the house in the distance, followed by Fu Juan, and walked over to open the door for her with a smile.
"Morning, aunt, excuse me."
Fu Juan held her arm to enter the door, her attitude became more affectionate, "Why are you polite, you came quite early, have you had breakfast yet?"
Jiang Tao nodded, "Auntie, I've already eaten."
Seeing her stiff look, Fu Juan comforted her, "Don't be nervous, our family has a simple population and few things to do. We just need to clean up and cook three meals a day. Your uncle is here today. Although he looks serious, he is actually Good temper, don't be afraid..."
While talking, the two of them had already entered the house. What they saw was a small living room with a wooden sofa, a tea table, and a table for four immortals. There was a TV on the cabinet, and the TV was covered with a white embroidered gauze cloth. Furniture features.
The living room is connected to the kitchen, and the area in the middle is the dining room. The Song family is eating in the dining room at this time.
From the moment Jiang Tao entered the room, she felt that she was being watched by a gaze full of scrutiny and inquiry. It was Song Jianlong, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee.
Jiang Tao showed appropriate uneasiness and followed Fu Juan all the way.
"This is Xiaotao. She was on time. I asked her if she had eaten, and she said she had already."
The seemingly ordinary conversation revealed at least two pieces of information. One is that Jiang Tao is a punctual person, and the other is that she is sensible and has a plan in doing things. Come to this point, you can only have breakfast when you wake up very early.
Jiang Tao pursed her lips and stood by the table, bowed to Song Jianlong and called "Uncle", keeping her eyes on the ground without looking around.
Song Jianlong hummed, nodded and smiled, "Your name is Xiaotao? I can see that you are a good boy. You are still young, so you shouldn't be hired to work, but your aunt said you are very self-motivated. I admire young people who are self-motivated. people."
Jiang Tao plucked up the courage to look up, and finally saw Song Jianlong's appearance clearly, with a square face and a deep line between his eyebrows, but his expression was very kind, which made her relax.
Fu Juan smiled and pointed to her silent son on the left, "Xiaotao, this is my son Song Yuemin, he is a few years older than you, and his legs and feet are not very convenient. Please come here mainly to do housework and prepare for a day. Three meals, and you can read and study when things are done, our family is kind, and I hope everyone can live in harmony."
Song Yuemin was very quiet. He only raised his eyes when Jiang Tao looked over, and nodded politely. His facial features were handsome. If it wasn't for the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he must be an excellent young man who attracted a lot of attention.
Jiang Tao only took one look and then withdrew her gaze. Although the purpose of her visit was to attack the other party, she would not be stupid in front of the other party's parents. Besides, with Song Yuemin's situation, it is very difficult to get into his heart , he wrapped himself in a thick cocoon, even his parents couldn't touch it easily, let alone a stranger like himself.
Jiang Tao is ready to fight a protracted war.
Everyone had a good impression when they met for the first time. Song Jianlong was going to the Municipal Party Committee after breakfast, and Fu Juan was going to the Health Bureau.
"Xiao Tao, there are a few things I need to explain to you."
Fu Juan called Xiao Tao to follow her, and took her to the kitchen first.
"There are some vegetables and meat here. It is enough to cook two meals. I will come back at 11:30 noon. Your uncle eats at the work unit. We get off work at 5:30 in the evening. You cook according to the amount of four people. The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all there. At hand, the rice jar is in the cabinet, and there are flour and the like, which are needed at home.”
After finishing speaking, she took Jiang Tao to the living room again, opened a drawer under the TV cabinet and said, "There is some money in here, if you need it temporarily, you can take it. I bought today's food, and you will be responsible for it from tomorrow on." Buying and household accounts are clear, it’s best to write it down, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but our habit, I hope you understand.”
Jiang Tao naturally has no objections, nor does she feel that she is being targeted or her self-esteem can't stand it. The employment relationship should be like this, just like going to work in a factory. Isn't there a dedicated accountant
Now she is both a worker and a cashier, and she is also the future daughter-in-law of the Song family. She holds several jobs and has a bright future.
After entertaining herself, Jiang Tao followed Fu Juan to go shopping around the house. Because Song Yuemin had inconvenient legs and feet, Fu Juan lived upstairs with Song Jianlong and his wife, and Song Yuemin lived downstairs. There were study rooms and toilets upstairs and downstairs. The division is clear.
Finally, Fu Juan opened a small room next to the stairs and said to Jiang Tao, "This is your room. Although it is a bit small, it is still adequate. The sheets and quilts are newly changed. If you need anything, go buy it yourself with the money." , I will reimburse you."
This room was originally supposed to be used as a warehouse. The windows are small, so it can be ventilated anyway, and the furniture is also very simple, a small wooden bed and a bedside table. However, since living in the dilapidated house of the original owner, Jiang Tao has no requirements for housing, as long as she can sleep .
What satisfied Jiang Tao the most was that the room was on the first floor. Although Song Yuemin's room was staggered, at least they shared the entire large space, which virtually increased many opportunities for contact.
"I've said everything I need to say. Now I'm rushing to work. If you don't understand anything, you can wait for me to come back or ask Yuemin."
Fu Juan hurried back to the restaurant to collect the bowls and chopsticks, Jiang Tao took the initiative to do the washing, "Auntie, you go to work, just leave these to me."
Fu Juan was not polite to her either. After sending the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, she patted Jiang Tao's back in satisfaction and left.
She wasn't worried about handing over her home to a stranger who had only met twice, this was the compound of the Municipal Party Committee, if there was a problem, she could prevent Jiang Tao from even getting out of the gate.
After Fu Juan left, the house suddenly became quiet. Song Yuemin went to the study to read after breakfast, Jiang Tao washed the dishes in the kitchen, and cleaned the inside and outside again after finishing. It was more than nine o'clock after finishing all this. Time to prepare lunch.
Jiang Tao originally wanted to do a few things she was good at and make a "blockbuster", but after thinking about it, she still didn't make up her own mind. Instead, she used this opportunity to break the zero communication with Song Yuemin.
She knew that Song Yuemin had been in the study room all the time, so she put on an apron and knocked on the door of the study room. She knocked twice, but there was no response the first time. She followed her and knocked a second time. This time, the people in the room responded. .
Song Yuemin pushed the wheelchair to open the door, looking at Jiang Tao calmly.
"What's up?"
Jiang Tao didn't dare to look at him, she pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "I'm going to cook, do you have any taboos?"
Song Yuemin withdrew his gaze, cast his eyes on the rhombic floor tiles, and replied in a voice as elegant as his appearance, "I have nothing to taboo, you can do whatever you want."
Jiang Tao nodded and said she got it, then turned and left, Song Yuemin's eyes stopped on her for a second and then closed the study door again.
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