Cold Winter (5) (2)

Seeing that the three strategies he designed did not work, Mao Sheng felt a lot relieved. He felt that Xylophone was still the same woman he was, and he didn't change his mind with him. It's just that he is too warm and polite to Technician Qin. However, with the increase of time, who can guarantee that the two of them will not spark and make feelings, let alone that they will not change their minds in the future.

So, one day after dinner, while the babies and cubs ran to the west courtyard to listen to the story told by Technician Qin, Mao Sheng solemnly warned the xylophone that there were rumors outside, saying how the two of you are. I don't believe it, but words are sharper than machetes.

It was only then that the xylophone suddenly realized. It turned out that Mao Sheng hated here and there, tirelessly muttered trivial things, and sacrificed his life to toss himself, all under the guise of an excuse and an excuse. His true intention was to test the truth of the rumors outside, so as to keep his courtyard intact. Xylophone felt aggrieved. My heart is sour, and I feel the urge to cry. After that, she couldn't help but want to laugh again, and said, I think, you believe this. Otherwise, why do you keep thinking about these things all day long, and you give up your life to toss yourself. If I were such a person, I would have divorced you a long time ago and ran away with someone else, would I still live a poor life here with you sincerely?

was robbed of the xylophone softly and hard again, and Mao Sheng felt relieved in his heart. I think of it again, since the Qin technician lived at home, he slept with his wife in his arms every night. When you want to be debauched, you can be debauched whenever you want. How to do it, because of the eyes and ears of the two cubs next door, the xylophones also obediently cooperated. Don't dare to do it like before, he has to die begging for nothing, grinding softly and hard to make a sound, before it is over. In all fairness, the arrival of Technician Qin brought him unexpected satisfaction. People give money for meals, Jing'er doesn't have to pay for tuition fees to learn knowledge, and Xylophone is not a woman who attracts bees and butterflies and water-based poplars, so what is there to worry about. After thinking about it like this, the knots in my heart were slightly unraveled.

Mao Sheng blushed, and once again told the xylophone, it's better to be careful, people are terrible.

Maosheng's worries are obviously unnecessary. But for others, it's not superfluous.

On the day when Mao Sheng and Xylophone had a heart-to-heart exchange, bees, butterflies, water and flowers flocked to Technician Qin. It made him scramble, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while. This bee, butterfly, water and flowers, is the full moon full of gratitude, and the sincerity that has always been looking for opportunities to repay the kindness.

A month ago, that cold winter night with wet rain rippling. In the bleak and helpless dark night, the full moon mother and son passed another sad ditch in their lives. Just like the time when Xigui died, in a situation of grief and indignation, and helplessness, it was the sour apricot xylophones that helped her support her own world. And on that cold winter night, it was the xylophone who tore out a hole in his own sky. This time, it was Technician Qin, who had never known each other, who came to the aid and patched the cracks of the rain leakage for the mother. This kind of heartfelt gratitude is very different from the gratitude to the villagers who see them every day, and there is more sincerity and respect in it.

She often nagged Zhu'er, saying that Technician Qin was our noble person and a benefactor with a bodhisattva's heart. We have to treat people well. Usually take care of it more, grab the light work and heavy work, don't be tired of Technician Qin. Don't let the villagers laugh at us, saying that we entered through the back door of others. If you look down on us, you will look down on Technician Qin.