Chapter 9

"Hello, I'm back!" The fiery voice finally roared out of patience.

Mo Hui slowly turned his head and looked at the angry little sister of his waiter, Zhang Qing, with a blank face, "what's the matter?"

"I can't stand you doing business like this. You don't care. You don't count the steamed buns and the money. Do you want to do business? " Zhang Qing see her back to God, quickly roar out his dissatisfaction, lest someone again in space.

"It's OK. They won't cheat." Mo low back to a, turned to go out of the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Qing wondered.

"I'll go back to sleep. You can help me see the porridge on the stove and cook it gently for forty minutes. Turn off the fire when the time is up. " The voice is still not salty.

"You're not just up and sleeping, are you a pig? Pigs can get fat even if they sleep too much. You sleep more than ten hours a day and you are skinny. Are you interesting? "

Zhang Qing continued to roar, Mo Hui did not care, slowly walked back to the backyard.

The way they get along with each other is very intriguing. At first glance, they thought that Zhang Qing was scolding the disobedient employees. No one would have thought that it was the small employees who got on the boss's head.

But the vitality of Zhang Qing is the envy of Mo Hui. She has no worries, no depression in her heart, and she is clean. She can simply finish her life. How beautiful it is.

Mo Hui stroked his stuffy stomach and went upstairs slowly. He lay on the rocking chair on the wooden corridor and put his hands on his still stuffy stomach. He frowned and looked at the small garden downstairs peacefully.

The flowers in the garden are very common, such as azalea, small wild chrysanthemum, rose, morning glory, and even small yellow sunflower. At this time, the flowers in the garden are in full bloom, and there is no dew in midsummer. The flowers are timidly blooming towards the sun in the early morning. Only morning glory is ready to close the lavender petals.

It was early in the morning, and there was already a cicada by the trees on the street. Everything was a lively and busy scene, but no matter how noisy the outside world was, her heart was still calm and calm.

Two years ago, she thought that she would be crazy. In a short period of two months, her body weight has gone from 160 Jin to 90 Jin, almost without half distraction. All the roads of her life have been blocked, without any hope or pity. But the road is people, walked, looking back to find that the original rough road in life is just a small stone.

Now, she doesn't have to panic anytime and anywhere. She can live her own life slowly every day, which is also very good.

Mo Hui half squinted and saw the sun climbing up the corridor bit by bit. She slowly got up and went back to the room to take out the quilt. Before going out of the room, she slightly raised her eyes and took a look at the scene painted on the bamboo mat. They were dressed in Qing Dynasty. The woman was beautiful and elegant, with a smile on her face. Her clear eyes looked straight at the world outside the picture, while the man looked at the woman in his arms with a tender smile on his lips.

Seeing this painting, Mo Hui outside the painting couldn't help but smile.

When she came to town, the house was for sale, and she bought it for eight million dollars. She didn't touch any of the furnishings here. She even cleaned the place as soon as she had time. She didn't let the wooden furniture in the room and the paintings on the bamboo mats get damp and stained. She even connected the Internet cable in the backward Town, so that she could search the Internet anytime and anywhere for ways to protect these items.

She is not interested in these priceless items, but simply like the painting, so close embrace, so calm look, there should be deep feelings between them.

Love stories with love are what she envies and loves. Every time she looks at the painting, she will feel a rare sense of happiness, so that she can convince herself that there is perfection, but not everyone can.

Mo Hui carefully spread the quilt on the corridor railings that had been cleaned, carefully turned over the sun, and patted the quilt from time to time, which aroused a fine dust.

"I really flatter you. It's covered with quilts in summer. Did you just come out of the refrigerator or what?" Zhang Qing didn't know when she was standing in the small garden and looked at Mo Hui without blinking.

"Where's my porridge?" Mo Hui didn't want to answer such a question, so he frowned.

"Forty minutes after you were in a daze, your porridge would have been ready." Zhang Qing scratched his head and muttered, "what a strange man. He eats small porridge and pickles every day. He is as rich as a rich woman. He even saves so much. It's like Grantaire in China. Fortunately, I didn't embarrass my little employee and deduct my salary, otherwise I would be miserable ... "

" it's useless to deduct your salary. It's not enough to plug your teeth. " Mo Hui light back, this little girl said a whisper is also so loud.

"GA, can you hear me?" She spoke very quietly.

"You can hear that across the street." Mo took out her ears. The quilt had been finished. She went downstairs slowly to prepare for breakfast.

“…… That Boss... " Zhang Qing to the finger, twisted waist, lovely apron also will shake."What's the matter?" She asked casually. As soon as she heard her tone, she knew that she was going to ask for leave. This girl asked for 15 days' leave a month, and she was lazy for the remaining 15 days. She was used to it.

"I'll take leave later." The voice is very reasonable.

"Going to town?" She washed the bowl, put the hot porridge spoon into the bowl, went to the small table in the shop and sat down. Zhang Qing followed suit.

"No Big eyes blinked and blinked at the thin figure of her boss.

"The sister-in-law next door asked you to help take care of the children?" Don't say another possibility.

"No..." Make circles with your feet on the ground.

"What leave are you taking?" There is no need to ask for leave. Is there such an employee in the world?

"That That... " Zhang Qing was very awkward, pointed to her finger, and continued to speak illiterately, "the boss who is in charge of ordering bamboo mats in our town has heard that people are very handsome. Uncle Wang said that he will go to the construction site to inspect the progress of the project at noon today. It's a rare opportunity. I want to see it. "

“……” Don't frown back. You're speechless to your little staff. Can a handsome guy be a reason to ask for leave? "Did it work?"

"Of course! After all, there are still a few handsome men in the town. We can't see how old they are now! " Zhang Qing smiles two times and adds: "boss, do you want to go with me? It's good to appreciate men once in a while. Anyway, you must have never seen any handsome men before. You don't know that they are addicted to seeing handsome men. "

"No Mo Hui refused very simply.

"Don't answer so quickly. You'll think about it again." Zhang Qing was eager to find a partner and actively lobbied.

Don't reply with silence and gently blow away the steaming porridge.

"Well, well, I'll go and have a look, and I'll come back." Zhang Qingpiao curled his lips, took off the apron embroidered with cute chinchilla, jumped into the trolley car and left at a fast speed.

Mo Hui shakes her head in a funny way and stirs the hot porridge slowly. Her black and white eyes are staring at the hot air. Her shoulder length hair is clamped by a tree colored hairpin. There are still tiny pieces of hair falling on her white neck. The hot sun shines on half of her body, but she stirs the hot porridge slowly as if she didn't feel it.

From a distance, it looks like a beautiful and quiet picture. The people in the picture are still, only the bowl of porridge is bubbling with heat. Even the clamorous cicada can't break the silence, so they just shout more happily in the tree.

The sunshine in summer is like a lock, light on the figure of women, forming a gentle and sad aperture, locking eternity.

Every minute, time flows slowly in silence

What broke the silence was a clear shutter sound, which pulled back Mo Hui's wandering mind.

Mo Hui raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. By the door of the courtyard stood a man with a backpack and a SLR camera. He was dressed in a clean and well-fitting shirt, standing in the sun in the midsummer, smiling brightly and refreshing.

This picture is the same as that of Mo Hui when he first saw Xiao Ruochen. The sunshine of midsummer hit around him, plating a bright white edge on his whole body.

"I'm sorry, you look so beautiful just now, I can't help but want to keep that moment!" Xiao Ruochen laughs, a 30-year-old man, with a soft dimple and white teeth shining with clear light.

Mo Hui is still at a loss to look at the man in front of him.

She, seeing Zhang lingshuo like that, fell in love at first sight, while Xiao Ruochen, seeing Mo Hui like that, also raised a faint feeling. Is it fate? No one knows.

"Again in a daze." Xiao Ruochen knocked Mo Hui's head.

"Well." Don't reply.

These seven days, Xiao Ruochen felt that her life was longer than her past, so long that she could not bear the sadness, and wanted to protect this woman in her arms. He is a very simple person, but his family is not simple, his family is also a famous family, looking forward to him to find a lady. So he went home for half a year. Not to mention who won, but he and his family have a sense of fatigue, his two brothers also acquiesced to his reckless style, reluctantly let him come to see the meaning of Mo Hui.