When the door was opened, a warm feeling came to my heart.
She saw her grandmother in her favorite blue lined jacket, with an old-fashioned bun and a silver hairpin at the back.
In front of the stove, Xiao Hei is also lazily crawling on the white carpet, enjoying the moment.
Spring peach and ginkgo are making lunch in the kitchen. The smell of rice comes in from time to time, which has a happy taste.
Familiar picture, familiar breath, this is her favorite scene in these years.
"A Sheng, you have a cold constitution. Don't stand outside too long. Don't play too much." Grandma's nagging instructions.
Hua Sheng nodded, his hands on his cheeks, and listened carefully while baking.
I heard the old lady saying, "it's a pity that you were born in modern times. Mr. suagua said that you were the life of a wealthy family in ancient times. Now that you have learned so many things, what's the use? It's important to get married later. It's also important to change your temperament, otherwise it's too cold and clean. My wife won't like it."
"I see, grandma." She nodded her head cleverly.
When the first ray of light came in the morning, Hua Sheng woke up from his sleep.
Her first reaction was that the Mammy was dead and gone.
But these days, no matter how she thinks, grandma has never dreamt of meeting her.
Yesterday, I ate the one developed by Xie Dongyang - after deep awakening, I really had a very sweet dream.
When I wake up, I feel happy.
There is the warmth of the stove, the familiar voice of grandma, and the snow of zhongcuishan.
Hua Sheng sat in bed for a long time, then silently shed tears.
When Chuntao came in and told the young lady to get up, she was shocked.
"Miss, why are you crying? Have a nightmare? "
Chuntao knows that the schedule of the young lady is very regular. She usually wakes up at six o'clock in the morning. She is sure to have breakfast at half past six.
But today I sleep at 7:30. There is no movement. Chuntao is in a hurry. When she comes in, Hua Sheng cries.
"I'm fine. I just dreamed of grandma." Her voice is dumb and waxy.
"Miss must be relieved. The old lady must be in love with you and miss her before she comes back to see you. It's a good thing. Let's stop crying."
Chuntao helps Huasheng to get up, change clothes and go downstairs to eat.
"Is that medicine easy to use, miss?" Gingko also thinks about this medicine, because she and Chuntao want to try it.
Hua Sheng is holding a teacup and sipping tea.
At half-time, he said, "it's OK."
It's OK to get a sentence from Hua Sheng. That's a very high appraisal. It's estimated that Xie Dongyang will die happily knowing it.
In fact, after Xie Dongyang's medicine went on the market, he really kept sucking gold. It is said that he sold nearly 90 million yuan in the first week, which is an unprecedented event.
Almost set off a frenzy of national decompression. Many white-collar workers and programmers under great pressure praised the medicine one after another, saying that they would not only have a dream, but also have a safe sleep after taking the medicine, which can not be replaced by ordinary sleeping pills.
As the saying goes, if you are red to the extreme, you will be black. This seems to be an unsolvable law.
Xie Dongyang is so crazy to make money. Naturally, some people can't bear it. No matter his peers or competitors, he can't stand such a big show.
So in the third week after the deep awakening, something happened.
It's said that someone died after eating the medicine. The family of the deceased took the coffin to the door of Xie Dongyang company and pulled the White Banner - unscrupulous businessman black heart medicine asked for his life. Who should return it to my dear relatives.
When the female assistant told Xie Dongyang about this, he said directly, "no way, my medicine is as healthy as food. How can I eat the dead?"