The next day, as soon as Jiang Xiaomi opened the door, she was startled by the scene in front of her, and then her eyes lit up.
Such heavy snow?
This is the first snow in East Asia since the beginning of winter. In the field of vision, the white sky is flying.
Mr. Jiang is having a snowball battle with his grandson against the wind and snow. Lou Shicheng is covered with snowflakes, and so are his eyelashes. Not far from him, a cluster of Chimonanthus praecox blossoms, and the snowflakes are pressed on the vigorous branches, which can be easily painted.
The grandparents and grandchildren are eager to roll in the snow. We can see that the old man is really happy today.
"Master, stop playing. It's time for breakfast." The old housekeeper couldn't help urging.
Recently, Mr. Jiang is full of spirit. He used to do oxygen therapy once a month, but I don't know when he stopped. A private doctor checked his body and called him magic.
……
In the dining room, the servant had prepared the hot breakfast. In the steaming steamer, there were exquisite and small snacks in all colors, the size of a dollar coin. It looks very appetizing.
Housekeeper Yu was shocked when she saw it. She was also an expert in making cakes, but she had never seen anything like this.
Because of his small appearance, Lou Shicheng ate two cages at a time.
After breakfast, ah Jiu is responsible for delivering Jiang Xiaomi and Lou Shicheng.
The children still had a week to go on holiday. On the way, Lou Shicheng nestled in his mother's arms and asked in a muffled voice, "Mommy, did you quarrel with daddy?"
Jiang Xiaomi pretended nothing had happened: "No."
Children's eyes are bright. If adults are a little rusty, they can feel it first.
Lou Shicheng looked at Jiang Xiaomi: "I know you are angry for Wang Hao, uncle Acheng and daddy."
"How do you know?"
Lou Shicheng said, "I saw it on the window last night."
He saw everything but said nothing.
"What do you think of your father?" Jiang Xiaomi wants to hear his opinion.
Lou Shicheng tilted his head and thought, "what can I think of him? Even if there is, can I change it?"
Jiang Xiaomi was dumbfounded by his words. He was worried about how to answer, but ah Jiu stopped the car and turned back to Lou Shicheng and said, "young master, here we are."
After delivering Lou Shicheng, ah Jiu continues to drive Jiang Xiaomi.
When he came to the office, Jiang Xiaomi took off his coat and hung it on the hanger: "A Cheng, bring me my newspaper."
She said casually, but no one responded.
Jiang Xiaomi was stunned for a long time before he realized that ah Cheng and Wang Hao were not around.
On this day, Jiang Xiaomi did nothing. All the loopholes in Yuewen's big ship have been repaired, and the moths have been cleaned up. As long as there is wind, he can ride the wind and waves without the command of the helmsman.
"Boring ~ ~ so boring ~ ~" Jiang Xiaomi sighed in the lounge. He used to dream of having such a day. He would have money if he didn't do anything.
Now I have achieved my goal, but I feel unhappy all over.
She turned out her mobile phone and turned on the positioning system. Hum, is it only you who can monitor, and I can't?
On the screen, the little blue man representing Lou tianqin is obediently stopping on the map. Coincidentally, Lou tianqin is also staring at the mobile phone screen and watching Jiang Xiaomi's positioning.
"Boss." Wanyan Jiatai reached in half.
Lou tianqin looked at him unhappily: "what's the matter?"
"Hey, hey, ask you a question."
"I don't know. Get out!" The man made an eviction order without mercy.
Wanyan Jiatai touched his nose. He didn't say anything. Why didn't he know. On second thought, Mao was suddenly enlightened. It is estimated that he quarreled with his sister-in-law again. The man shook his head. What's there to quarrel with? If it's him, no matter what the other party asks, just promise.
Compared with Lou tianqin, Wanyan Jiatai and song Zhenzhen are relatively stable, but recently, the prince is very upset. He is struggling whether to touch her or not.
A few years ago, when song Zhenzhen was a little white fool, the prince left no residue left from others' food. It can be said that he wanted to eat whenever he wanted.
Nowadays, Feng Shui turns in turn. After several storms and changes, the roles have changed all of a sudden. When dating song Zhenzhen, Wanyan Jiatai wanted to drag her to the hotel more than once, but whenever he had such an idea in his mind, Wanyan Jiatai would think of what Feng Jue once said: do you want to eat for a while or for a lifetime?
The prince said in his heart, isn't that nonsense? A lifetime, of course.
"Since you want to eat all your life, be patient. Don't try to drag people into bed all day."
After listening to Feng Dashao's instruction, the prince was strict with himself and made no offense to song Zhenzhen.
I'm used to eating meat. I suddenly changed to a vegetarian. No one can stand it.
Therefore, Wanyan Jiatai wanted to ask Lou tianqin for advice on how to coax his amnesic sister-in-law.
But who knows Lou tianqin is in a bad mood today.
……
After work, Wanyan Jiatai drove to pick up song Zhenzhen. She hasn't picked up work recently and has a very free life.
"Have a nice weekend." As soon as song Zhenzhen got on the bus, Wanyan Jiatai stuffed a bunch of golden roses.
Song Zhenzhen took a look and seemed to be suppressing something. He held it in his hands and didn't speak anymore.
On the elevator, Wanyan Jiatai asked her, "I ordered this bunch of flowers from abroad. Don't you like it?"
Song Zhenzhen held the rose in her arms, which was different from the normal color, turned her head hard, and the fire in her heart ran upward. She pinched the bouquet and hit him hard: "send flowers on Valentine's day and Christmas... You can send flowers on any festival."
Wanyan Jiatai was beaten and ran away. Unfortunately, the elevator was narrow and there was no place to avoid.
"You wouldn't send some wine..." after countless disappointments, song Zhenzhen finally shouted out his inner words.
She was asked to tell a girl about such a thing.
"Wait!" Wanyan Jiatai squatted in the corner and suddenly reached out to stop her from fighting down.
Song Zhenzhen panted and stared at her with scattered rose bouquets.
Wanyan Jiatai slowly stood up straight and looked wronged: "you... Why didn't you say it earlier."
He knew that Song Zhen could really drink, but he was afraid that taking her to drink would make her mistakenly think he had an attempt on her. So... So everyone drinks every meal.
Unexpectedly, song Zhenzhen took the initiative to put it forward today.
"Drink, drink tonight!" The prince rubbed his hands with excitement.
Song Zhenzhen threw the flowers into his arms: "who doesn't drink, who grandson!"
When the elevator opened, the manager knew they were coming and stood there waiting in advance.
"Prince, are you still in your old position today?"
Wanyan Jiatai stuffed the bald bouquet into the manager's arms and said proudly, "bring me all the Raffi in 1982."
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