No one is perfect.

As a legend on the spy front, Second Sister Chen in life is far less shrewd and capable than her at work. She has a strong obsessive-compulsive disorder for neatness, but at the same time she is often forgetful about the small details in life. Li Muye is very sure that if she retires completely, this level will not be given to a secretary who arranges life, and she will definitely be tormented by her amnesia when she lives alone.

After leaving the square, Brother Ono followed Second Sister Chen to her temporary home.

In three days, Li Muye found many problems.

Second Sister Chen, who left the work circle in the capital, seems very dazed most of the time when she is not working, she keeps tidying up the housework, many places have just been tidied up, and she will unconsciously do it again. Brother Ono is sad to find that his mother, who has lost her job, has become a middle-aged and elderly woman who needs to be taken care of. When she goes out, she often forgets something, either a key or a wallet or a mobile phone, or something like that.

In the past, it was the life secretary who helped worry about these things, and she only needed to think about the big things that were related to life and death. And now that she is suddenly idle, there is no one to think about these unimportant things for her.

Second Sister Chen is a proud and strong person, and despite her ill-fated fate, she doesn't need the words pity and sympathy in her life dictionary. She is still fighting for what she has done all her life. She doesn't want to retire, and she doesn't plan to let go of Li Zhonghua and the South China Sea where she has lived for half of her life.

Li Muye knows that his extremely smart mother has some psychological problems, and many details confirm this. In addition to being forgetful, she will often be in a daze for a long time and look like she has nothing to do. She doesn't seem to have learned how to live a normal life. In this three-bedroom house, the curtains in the house are always working, the anti-detection equipment is always on, and she has a small pistol at hand at all times. The slightest disturbance would trigger her anxiety and worry.

Brother Ono hopes that she can watch more TV, or go out for a walk more, of course, if she is not in working condition. But it didn't work at all. She doesn't like to watch TV series, especially family life. I don't like to go out and talk to people. She can talk to Zeng Baofeng all day, but only if she has a work purpose. Otherwise, Li Muye was very sure that if he changed to his mother, he would have to pull out a pistol and shoot the vulgar big-mouthed woman to death in less than ten minutes.

She still looked so young, but her heart had long since been shattered, the concept of family had been too far away and too long, and she had already dedicated her whole life to work and revenge.

At night, Li Muye just talked to Lao Ye on the phone and confirmed the news from Wu Yinglong.

The news was on the TV, and my mother only watched the programs of the Fourth Channel of the Imperial Court and the news channel. She sat on the couch, seemingly focused on the TV show, but in fact a little absent-minded. Li Muye knew she was trying to eavesdrop on her work phone. It's an instinct she's trained to be an agent for years.

"You don't have to make breakfast tomorrow morning. Second Sister Chen came out coldly.

Li Muye was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Chen Miao said: "Your cooking is too delicious, you can't be too picky in my business, I have never been a picky person about food, I am afraid that you will get used to your taste." ”

Li Muye said: "It's a big deal, I'll stay with you all the time, and I'll do it for you." ”

Chen Miao sneered: "If you are coaxing a child, don't say what you can't do, don't you need to work? Besides, can't you see that I'm a person who is used to being lonely?"

Li Muye suddenly felt a little distressed, looking at the woman in front of him who gathered strength, elegance, fragility and loneliness, conceived and brought herself into the world, and suddenly thought of eight words: a hundred years of loneliness, peerless elegance. As a child, I always hope that my mother will never grow old, but she will inevitably be slowly consumed by time after all.

If only it could be slower. Brother Ono said to himself in his heart.

The TV was broadcasting news about the construction of islands and reefs by neighboring countries in the South China Sea in China's territorial waters, and Li Muye did not respond for a long time, and Chen Miao's attention was taken away by the content of the news. Her brows gradually locked, her eyes flashed with anger, and she was very dissatisfied: "What do the people from the Foreign Affairs Bureau do to eat, how can this kind of news be broadcast here?"

Li Muye made up a sentence: "Maybe it's a work need?" and said: "After you leave your post, maybe the new person will have his own way." ”

Chen Miao's face was expressionless, looking at the TV intently, and his eyes flashed with shrewdness and strength in the working state.

Half a day.

"I'm not completely retired yet!" she scolded coldly: "This Chen Binghui is not a thing compared to you." ”

The water in the kitchen is boiling.

Li Muye brought the boiled foot-washing water to her and made a gesture to grab his mother's feet.

Chen Miao strongly refused: "Get out of the way, you're a little too much." ”

Li Muye didn't speak, and caught his mother's little feet in a stronger way, which was still white on the surface, but the feel was not soft, and even a little stiff. It's not the same thing as the soft touch that exudes a youthful atmosphere of the little assistant that day.

Chen Miao struggled a few times without success, her face was red, she seemed to be a little angry, and she raised her hand and slapped Brother Xiaoye hard. Li Muye didn't react at all, and still insisted on washing her feet.

"Little rabbit, why are you so thick-skinned!" Chen Miao didn't want to bring the topic to the difference between men and women, because that would be too embarrassing.

Li Muye didn't feel embarrassed at all, raised his head, looked at her sincerely, and said, "Mom, if you want to fight, let me wait for you to wash your feet." ”

Looking at each other, Li Muye's eyes were clear, and his motives were clear at a glance. Chen Miao realized that she had misunderstood. She has always been conceited and good-looking, and she has always believed in her judgment of Li Zhonghua, the villainous son. But at this moment, she was a little shaken. Perhaps, this child really approached himself just to make up for the lack of maternal love in childhood?

Li Muye carefully massaged his mother's foot acupoints, and with his cultivation perception, he easily helped her find the most comfortable and comfortable method.

Chen Miao sighed softly, and finally slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, she sat up from her bed. First of all, she habitually glanced at the time, five o'clock, which was in line with the biological clock time that she had insisted on all her life. This shows that last night's good sleep was not the effect of drugs. Then she suddenly realized that she had fallen asleep on the couch last night, and now she was in bed. The clothes on my body were changed into pajamas, and I don't need to ask who changed them. Thinking of those sincere eyes, there was no discomfort and panic in my heart. However, I still paid attention to my own situation out of female instinct: the close-fitting shirt and pants were not moved, and the little rabbit cub still knew how to measure.

The pistol was placed under the pillow, Chen Miao habitually took it out to check it and put it back, and then went to the bathroom to wash up and prepare to start a new day.

The TV in the living room was playing a boring TV series, and the smell of food filled the room. All the food is made by the newly promoted director of the special investigation office who holds a lot of power, who is poor on the surface, but secretly has access to tens of billions of resources at any time.

She looked at him and suddenly thought, if her child hadn't died back then, would she be as good as him?

Probably not!

If his son were still alive, he would not let him suffer so much. All the brilliance of the young man in front of him was sharpened in the darkness that opposed him. Although she knew that no one could succeed casually, she really couldn't accept that her son had gone through so many hardships. Even if it's just imagination, it can't be.

She also thought that if her son was still alive, he should have a family now, and maybe he already had a cute child. She has never liked the family atmosphere of children and grandchildren in the TV series. But what if it was her own grandson or granddaughter? Her thoughts were flying, and she suddenly remembered the last time she was at the old class reunion, when the old class leader who was young and ambitious, and who did not pay attention to the love of his children, talked about his grandson who was 100 days old.

That guy is the most promising guy in his class. Although he is nearly sixty years old, he is still a very young cadre in his position. By the time the vast majority of people in the system reached that level, they were already close to the age of Gu Laixi. The young man in the officialdom is ambitious, but it seems that he is not as proud as a grandson.

When the meal was brought to her eyes, Li Muye put an omelette egg on her plate.

"I'm not old enough to need someone to serve me. Chen Miao straightened her chest, craned her neck, and said arrogantly.

She does look like she doesn't match her age. But what Li Muye saw was the stubbornness, unyielding, loneliness and sensitivity in her heart. It was the wound of time, old and profound, and even time could not soothe it.

"Let you get in touch with the fat girl of the Zeng family, you have been circling around me these days, saying that you lack maternal love, I haven't given you a good face these days. Chen Miao adjusted herself to her working state, and she suddenly became much more comfortable when she spoke.

Li Muye smiled and said, "You tell people that I am your stupid son, since my head is a little funny, it is not right to be stupid and slow." ”

Chen Miao looked at Brother Xiaoye's nose and ears, and suddenly remembered what Zeng Baofeng said that day. Don't say it, take a closer look, it's really a little connected to yourself. Then I realized that I was influenced by this kid, or I was moved by his filial piety in the past few days to have this absurd idea. Hurriedly put this thought aside in my mind. wants to use this sugar-coated cannonball to soften the old lady, but there is no door.

"You've got to hurry up on this. Chen Miao thought about the official reinstatement date set for herself before starting this plan, and urged a little anxiously: "Even a woman like Bai Wufang dares to make a person who is a wife in the family, will it be so difficult to deal with the fat girl of the Zeng family?"

"Are you really open-minded to push your son into the fire pit?" Li Muye looked at Second Sister Chen with a swishing look, and said aggrievedly.

Chen Miao glanced away, and then realized that doing this seemed to be too much to give this kid face, and he was not his own son, so what was there to be reluctant to? Avoiding his gaze seemed to be a weak heart. So he turned his face back, looked at Li Muye's pitiful eyes, and hardened his heart: "This is a work need, you were not a person in this industry before, you can bargain and pick fat and thin when you cooperate with us, but now, you are already a person in the system, you have to obey any needs of work." ”

Li Muye said: "Do you think that in your current position, is it appropriate to talk to me about work?"

Chen Miao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he no longer had this power. She didn't like the feeling that the authority in her hands was no longer in her hands, and that she was empty. Thinking that the kid in front of her was so obedient not because of the power in her hands, but because of a reason that she couldn't be sure, her brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Alright, well, don't be upset, I'll just obey your commands. Li Muye was really reluctant to let his mother be unhappy, and looked open-minded: "Just say, how fat is this fat girl from the Zeng family?"