Nanke Yimeng.
The slightly shining sunlight was a bit dazzling, San'er's eyelids moved and then opened, and what caught his eyes were the shining eyes of his daughter Xiaozhi. It turned out that she was lying on her stomach, dragging her chin and looking at herself.
Seeing Saner wake up, Xiao Zhi smiled sweetly: "Good morning, Mom!"
It's been a long time since she slept with her mother... probably since she started daycare? Mother told her to hold meetings independently.
San'er reached out and tapped Xiaozhi's nose, thinking that it would be good to start a new day with seeing her daughter for the first time.
"Mom, what are you laughing at?"
"What am I laughing at?"
"You kept laughing when you fell asleep, did you have a good dream?"
San'er recalled what happened in the second half of the night, and now thinking about it, she is still a little crazy... How could she take the initiative like this? Isn't this the same as what those people outside said
A feeling of guilt made San'er subconsciously get out of bed, was about to get dressed, and said, "I'll cook for you."
"Oh, then I'll go play with Uncle Mark!" Xiaozhi thought.
San'er said indifferently: "He hasn't slept all night, don't bother him, come and cook with mom."
When everything was over, they hugged each other silently for about ten minutes, and Mark returned to the yard silently.
It wasn't until dawn that San'er heard some movement, thinking that he probably went back to his room.
When going out with Xiao Zhi, the door of another room just opened at this moment, and San'er saw Mark walking out with a blank expression.
They looked at each other.
"I'll go out to see the situation. You stay at home and don't go anywhere. Today, don't do business for the time being."
San'er nodded silently, Mark didn't smile, it was still the same as before... nothing happened.
I heard that foreigners are very casual about those things, and it is likely that they really don't take it to heart.
San'er couldn't help thinking wildly... She couldn't suppress these wild thoughts.
He originally said that he would leave today. San'er looked at the back of Mark leaving, and suddenly thought that maybe in a few days, he would still leave.
"Be careful when you go out!"
San'er subconsciously blurted out, and said towards the back.
Mark paused, didn't look back, just nodded, and went out like this. San'er still stared blankly, feeling as if something was missing.
Xiaozhi looked at her mother curiously. It was the first time she heard that her mother would tell Uncle Mark, so she giggled and said, "Mom, you and Uncle Mark seem to be getting better."
This is good because Xiaozhi understands it well, but San'er hears it well, but it has a different flavor. She raised her hands shyly, as if she was about to spank, "You don't wash your face and brush your teeth, you have to spank your ass!"
"Wow!" Xiao Zhi grinned and ran away.
It's been a long time since San'er woke up in the morning and saw such a lively little Zhi.
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At the same time, Nero in the distance put down the binoculars in his hand at this moment, and stretched them out in front of Luo Qiu who was standing beside him.
Luo Qiu shook his head.
Only then did Nero shrug his shoulders and said, "Such good eyesight, it must be good for peeping."
The business was going on, but Nero said that he was invited to watch a play she led, but it was old-fashioned. But even if she kept saying that she was old-fashioned, the appearance of this tyrant lady getting more and more excited could not be faked.
"What a beautiful house." Luo Qiu looked at the buildings in this small town at this time, which is a kind of buildings in Jiangnan water villages that are almost invisible in big cities.
It has not really been developed into a tourist attraction, and there is not much garbage on the road, so it is naturally cleaner.
"It's a pity, no matter how beautiful the house is, it's useless if the people who live there have bad intentions." Nero smiled and said, "You don't know this better than me, do you?"
The boss didn't respond.
Nero saw the strangeness, and simply jumped on the wall of the Temple of Heaven on the roof of the house, sat cross-legged and looked out, "It's so interesting to say, if it's an old lady, her husband died suddenly when she was old, and she can only take the children alone. If she is a young woman, people around her will always say that she is unlucky, and they will be very enthusiastic to help. But if it is a woman who is just in her youth, the situation is different. Although there will still be a lot of help, but there are also people who talk about it behind the scenes. many."
Nero narrowed his eyes and looked at Boss Luo, and suddenly asked: "The same situation, but the age difference, why the result is different? I'm talking about the same situation."
"Miss Nero, do you want to say something?"
Nero shrugged again and said, "I just want to ask you, which kind of situation do you prefer? Shouldn't you also charge for it? This question."
"I have no obligation to answer either." Luo Qiu shook his head indifferently.
Nero slapped his thigh at this time, and laughed: "Ah, yes, you can refuse to answer. Anyway, I don't really want to buy your answer, haha."
So she stood up, stretched herself, touched her belly and said, "Well... Do you want to have breakfast before the official start? I found that there is a noodle shop here that is okay, may I invite you?"
Boss Luo shook his head and said, "Thank you, someone has prepared it for me. See you later, Miss Nero."
"That's great, is that lady maid again?" Nero didn't mind, instead he teased, "If I have such a perfect woman, I wouldn't want to let it go... I'll see you later, boss."
More like a long time friend.
He doesn't fear the club, he doesn't take too much vigilance, he doesn't have prejudices as soon as he plays, and he even plans to treat the boss to breakfast... Maybe a lot of it is because of his nature, but this is indeed what Luo Qiu has encountered so far. The first such guest.
"Master, have you encountered any happy things?"
The maid who was preparing the meal asked curiously when she saw the master came back and took off the mask with a smile on her face.
Luo Qiu sat down, but said with a smile: "Just now our Miss Nero praised you."
"Thank you so much." You Ye nodded.
So the boss began to eat under the service of the maid.
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Anyway, it's like this, it's like this every day, these two guys won't get tired of it, it's like it was printed out of a mold, anyway, just forget about me, anyway, I just want to continue to hang here It comes from a newcomer who is hanging from the ceiling and his body is already covered with dust.
If it wasn't for the fact that this place has always been clean, Tai Yinzi would have wondered if cobwebs should have formed on his body.
Get married soon! asshole! ! !
When will you let me down, old man...
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Cook was walking around the town, and along the way, many good people pointed at his back, but he, who had a strong heart, did not respond to such discussions.
He saw a policeman from the police station patrolling the street on a bicycle, so he walked into an alley in three steps and two steps, and began to think about what to do next.
When those guys left last night, they didn't have time to take their tools. Gasoline should be easy to get. As for the iron sled, it was brand new with a label on it, as if it had just been bought.
There are only a few hardware stores in the town, so it's not difficult to find them. Besides, if you buy four crowbars at once, and if it is within the next few days, the businessman should be impressed.
Cook has gradually got a clue about what to do next.
"Do you want to buy something small? Brother!"
Just after walking out of the alley, an old woman with a street stall outside the alley yelled at Cook. The old woman seemed to have bad eyesight. After seeing clearly that it was a foreign prime minister, she immediately looked at her curiously.
Cook glanced casually, then left without stopping.
But after walking a few steps, Cook stopped, turned around and walked back to the old lady's booth, squatted down, and picked up a hairpin from the carpet, "How much is this?"