"Since I love, I have no regrets, no matter how much I suffer, I am willing to carry it, my love is like a tide, love is like a tide to push me towards you, follow closely, love is like a tide It surrounds you and me......" In the video store on the street, Zhang Xinzhe's "Love Like a Tide" that had just begun to become popular came out, and Lin Miao involuntarily drank it gently.

He has listened to this song for many years, and he may have heard it in the second or third grade of primary school in his previous life, and then until he was in high school, he was not completely angry, and he was as strong as Lin Miao's political pursuit.

Lin Miao stood at the door of the store selling audio tapes and felt in her pocket.

Finding that there were still a dozen dollars of change in his pocket, he didn't hesitate to go in and buy a tape - although this thing will soon be eliminated, no matter how fast it is, it will be nearly ten years, and there is even a high-end product such as a tape walkman in the middle.

"Lao Zhang, I owe you the copyright fee, buddy, I am really 'repaying in the next life' this time. If I accidentally copy your song again one day, you have the ability to beat me~" Lin Miao walked home with the tape, shouting without guilt in her heart.

But it's just a thought.

The artistic pursuit of music dreams is worse than anyone's family, and Lin Miao decisively does not plan to have it.

After the exam, it is easy to take the test, and the next thing is nothing more than waiting for the results, waiting for the parent-teacher conference, waiting for the back-to-school day, waiting for the winter vacation - of course, it is the same if you don't wait, anyway, for every student, after the last exam, it means that the holiday has begun.

In the next 40 days, Lin Miao no longer has to get up early every day, does not have to think about being on duty during holidays, does not have to worry about the leader's urging, does not have to stay up late to catch up with the progress of work, does not have to deal with the cordial greetings of the New Year of the seven aunts and eight aunts, and does not have to consider the account balance of the salary card. As the flower of the motherland, as long as he eats and drinks well, sleeps well, develops and thrives well, it is the best reward for the motherland.

"Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for. Conan-kun, I finally know why you want to go to elementary school for more than ten years, it turns out that the murders everywhere are only incidental, and enjoying the benefits of elementary school students is your purpose, right?"

Lin Miao didn't think about "what if I fail the exam" and "what the hell is the winter vacation homework", the two life problems that primary school students had to struggle with before the Chinese New Year, the routine brain hole diverged, the steps were brisk, and the trotting returned to the Mingyue community.

Take out the key, open the door, go upstairs, and open the door again.

Push the door into the house, and the brand new two-bedroom and one-bedroom area is quiet.

Comrade Jiang Ping, who has been lazy in the past two months, did not leave early today.

Lin Miao changed into slippers, went to the toilet, and then poured herself a glass of cold boiled water.

The first thing I did during the winter break was to continue working.

Taking out a pen and paper, Lin Miao wrote while reminiscing, and spent nearly half an hour writing down the morning "You Jiangxinyu" silently. After writing silently, I read it again, and felt that some of them could be a little more awesome, so I searched my intestines and scraped my stomach, and I changed three more places, and after half an hour, I read it again after changing it, and I couldn't help but nod and sigh: ", a talented man like me, if he is reborn, he will definitely open the palace......"

After being alone and narcissistic for a few minutes, the phone rang in Lao Lin's bedroom.

Recently, there have been a lot of phone calls at home, and Lin Miao is still a distant family member who came to find Lao Lin Panqin, slowly swallowed it over, picked up the phone, but there was a crisp voice on the other end: "Hey, Lin Miao is not there?"

Lin Miao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't remember which girl's home phone she had ever called, and replied suspiciously: "I am." ”

The voice on the other end suddenly became happy, and said loudly: "Lin Shuishui, it's me, I'm Luo Li!"

"Luo Li?" Lin Miao was even more puzzled and asked, "Why do you have my home phone number?"

Luo Li said: "Teacher Zhong gave it to me, and she also asked me to tell you that the song we sang together has come out of the tape, and it will be sent to our home in a few days." ”

Lin Miao smiled: "Oh, it's good. ”

Seeing Lin Miao's calm reaction, Luo Li asked incomprehensibly, "Lin Shuishui, aren't you happy?"

Lin Miao said: "I'm happy." ”

Luo Li asked again: "Then why don't you laugh?"

Lin Miao: "Hahaha. ”

Luo Li: "......"

The two children were silent over the phone.

Lin Miao was about to save a few pennies on Qin Wanqiu's phone bill, and was about to say goodbye and hang up the phone, but a faint sentence came from Luo Li's side: "Lin Shuishui, I've missed you a little lately, do you miss me?"

Lin Miao was quiet for two seconds, her inner feelings were complicated, and then she replied honestly and straightforwardly: "No." ”

On the other end of the phone, Luo Li felt that his self-esteem had been hurt by a critical blow, and he pouted and hung up the phone.

Qin Wanqiu looked at her daughter and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Li said: "Lin Shuishui is a bad person, I said I miss him, he said he doesn't want me!"

Qin Wanqiu smiled, hugged the innocent little girl into her arms, and educated: "When he grows up, he will definitely miss you." ”

……

Lin Miao listened to the busy sound coming from the other end of the microphone, shook her head, and hung up the phone.

The time of the widow is so precious, where is the time to cultivate......

Besides, wouldn't it be even more tragic if he was disabled?

Lin Miao snobbishly considered her life events, and did not hide the criteria for picking a daughter-in-law in her heart:

First, be pretty.

Second, be in good shape. Of course, if you are not in good shape, it is not bad, as long as you are beautiful enough, it is also acceptable.

Third, adhere to the first and second articles.

"I'm really a superficial man, but there's no way, it's ...... hereditary" Lin Miao threw the pot to Lao Lin.

And Lao Lin couldn't stand the thought either, as soon as Lin Miao finished muttering, he came back.

Lao Lin was full of gloom when he entered the door, obviously suffering a lot of anger.

As soon as Lin Miao looked at Lao Lin like this, he knew that he must have maintained stability again today.

Lao Lin's position as the director of the party and government office seems to be easy, but in fact, the burden is not light. As a reserve cadre directly under the district's direct management, he has recently had to start undertaking the work of letters and visits.

In the Xicheng Street area, most of the petitioners are actually poor households, and nine out of ten of these difficult households have set up roadside stalls. The district sent Lao Lin, the former head of the urban management section, to maintain stability, which was equivalent to throwing a Nazi into the Jewish community. This made the difficulty of maintaining stability, which was originally only hovering between one star and two stars, soar to five stars all of a sudden-

The reason why it is five stars is because five stars is the maximum number, if it can be unsealed, Lin Miao estimates that the difficulty is expected to soar all the way to three digits. As far as the eye can see, the hatred between Lao Lin and the small vendors is as gorgeous as the Milky Way.

Therefore, Lin Miao seriously suspected that the people in the district might not want Lao Lin to be promoted at all.

It's just that then again, Lao Lin was so busy, and Jiang Ping's crisis was lifted all of a sudden.

Lao Lin, who is tired of becoming a dog every day, doesn't know that the business card he asked for from Zhao Jing, as well as the note with his home phone number copied by Qin Wanqiu, have already been torn into pieces by Lin Miao and thrown into the toilet, and rushed to the sea with the tide......