For many days, Chang Berry suddenly felt a rare loneliness and pain. She reflected that she felt that her calf's old cow was angry with her, and he did have a point! Why didn't I tell him about the recent estrangement with the "sheep"? Do you have to guard against him? Didn't his old cow keep an eye on her calf? So when she came to work that day, she revealed this introspective consciousness to M Jun in a relaxed way, hoping to get some kind of understanding from him and get back to the old good. So she typed a few words:

Hee-hee! Old Niu, are you still angry with me? Our "cold war" state has passed, anyway, I will be leaving soon, and there is no hope for you to turn on the computer and eat strawberries again!

Haha, I'm not angry anymore, I just feel like I'm too angry to talk to you sometimes. Okay, we're back to the old good. You're saying witty things again, begging for a beating! You think I'm beautiful and smart, and I'm not going to beat you up?

You don't have to beat me, I'm obedient and well-behaved, beautiful and smart. Hee-hee, every word is not far from bragging. We are also cows, and our cow friends are cows! We won't be estranged because of temporary dissatisfaction with each other.

You're right! We are all cows, and nothing knows more about cattle than cows! I'm an old buffalo pulling a plow all day long, and when I come out of the field, I soak in the mud and enjoy myself, and I don't care about gadfly or mosquito bites. Born with a cow life!

That's fine, Mr. X, the "famous writer" of our company, didn't "explicitly say" to play the piano to the cows, maybe he came for our two cows. Actually! The cow who can listen to the piano is actually wise and foolish.

What you said about Mr. X is actually good, his articles have always been relatively deep. He won't know about our communication, will he? Of course, maybe he'll find out about our secret communication through the revelation of the computer department's senior staff. Whatever it is, it doesn't matter if you know. We cows just talk. However, he is a bit cynical about some of the shortcomings of the company in his article (this awareness is relatively hidden), and he is still a good person on the ideological level.

Lao Niu, in fact, I am also joking. What if he knew about our communication? Could it be that someone from the computer department will crack our password? Whatever! It doesn't matter if you know, you said it, we just said some. To be honest, Lao Niu, I also admire his intelligence, and my articles are as naïve and ignorant as a baby in swaddling clothes in front of him.

Babies are fresh**, and they are authentic. Generally speaking, there is a real need for such a tender and shocking cry. This social article is not necessarily good if it is old and spicy. As a man in his thirties, he is in the stage of thinking, and I don't think it's convenient to break him now, but I would love to read his article, because the boss is a sharp thinker, and it makes more sense to show his things than mine.

A few days ago, my article on the religion of management was rewritten in the way of heart-to-heart talks, and the title became a night talk on management consciousness. In this regard, the boss talked to me again and showed me the relevant information. But I'm not the kind of person he needs at the level of his relatives or friends, or with a sense of politician. My calf boy berry, I can't help but call you that again. In fact, I will also review my own character in the future, and I also hope that your life will be smoother and better!

As for cracking the password of this document, I think only "sweet potato" can get it, and he is very smart but not bad. But it doesn't matter, we just use our free time at work to say something sincere, and it doesn't hurt the company and the people in the company.

Hee-hee, old cow! Whatever, it's better for the boss to know about this, and thinks we're disloyal, so let us go early. I also want my life to be more beautiful and to protect myself from harm. Thank you for your love. At the same time, congratulations on being valued by your boss. After work, I wish you a good night's sleep at noon and a pillow of yellow sorghum.

What do I want my boss to value me? If I don't cause trouble for him, I will be loyal to him. Maverick, I know I've been angry with you, and I feel guilty about it and a little hated for not understanding my bull temper, I'm not putting on a show, so don't be surprised if I say something angry.

No, what kind of shelf does your old cow put in front of the calf, even if you put a shelf, it depends on whether I eat this set, hehe. Well, we won't discuss this issue anymore, no one is wrong, and love is not wrong! So people, you don't have to blame yourself, old cow!

Okay, you call Dad, okay? Dear childberry, let's talk again when we have time. Dad is going out later

You go well, I'm watching you.

Alas! Haven't you heard? The cow will moo "Mommy" and "Daddy", but you won't!

It's strange, why haven't I ever heard a cow call like this when I was born with a cow baby? Even if it is, that cow is that cow, my cow is my cow, nails are riveted and riveted.

I'm also from a rural area, a calf, and that's what the calf is called, and the old cow is called like that. Then your dad's mouth is already riveted, right? Ha ha!

Scalpers, I only let go of buffaloes. I only know the habits of buffaloes, but I don't like scalpers, they don't like bathing and they don't like to be clean. But to be honest, I hope you are both a teacher and a friend, and don't be my dad anymore.

Okay, teachers and friends don't want to be your dad anymore. Buffalo aren't very hygienic. However, they mostly stay in pools with shadows of swaying trees and lotus flowers and lotus flowers. Then Did you ride a buffalo as a kid?

Ridden. In the spring of March, most of the fields are not planted with crops, but the canopy is overgrown with artemisia grass and milk vetch, mixed with some colorful flowers and grasses, attracting butterflies and bees. The cow flicked its tail leisurely and walked slowly, smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants while feasting. We were tired of playing on the side, and when we were tired of playing, we wanted to have something fresh. So he pulled the ox to the edge of the higher ridge, and he stood on the ridge and sat on the cow with his legs raised.

The cow was also fun at first, but after a while, the novelty passed and he was not happy, and he looked up and mooed and shook his head and shook his head. Hee-hee, now that I think about it, the cow's back is hard and dirty, what's there to ride and be fun?

Haha, that's wonderful! Your calf's cuteness is here. In fact, as long as it was fun when I was a child, it didn't matter if it was dirty or not? Sometimes in order to play hide and seek and fight fake battles, I dig into stacks of grass and climb and roll on the slopes, making my face gray and dusty, and there are small thorns of weeds stuck to my clothes. I remember when I was a child, I wore a new pair of trousers, and within a few days of wearing them, my knee was torn and I had no choice but to go home, so I had to run to a place overgrown with bushes to find a very sharp and delicate thorn, and pin the big mouth like a pin.

But when I returned home, I still didn't hide my father's bright eyes, and I was subjected to a few vicious sarcastic and robbed words from my father (at that time, my father rarely beat me, he would speak despicable words), it sounded strange and uncomfortable at the time, but later I thought it was very funny.

Yes, old cow, the bitterness of childhood is also sweet. When I was in elementary school, I had to herd cattle when I had free time, and the school started at about 8:40, so I had to carry my school bag to the classroom at 6 o'clock, put it away, and then go to the cattle pen to lead the cow out. As it happens, our school is not far from our team's bullpen, just three or four minutes' walk away. By half-past eight, the cattle were hurriedly herded into the cattle pen and ran to school. As for breakfast, I often don't have to eat it.

After school at 4 p.m., he ran back to herd the cattle until it was dark. For several years, I became a little herd. In my young heart, I regarded the cow as my companion. Hee-hee! This goes on from the age of seven or eight to the teenage years. My cousin is much better than me, two months older than me, and has never herded a cow, and she only occasionally herded it for fun until she was in junior high school. What can children do when they are seven or eight years old now, I can sweep the floor, wash the dishes, cook the rice, and herd the cows, and if I don't do it well, I will be beaten.

Haha, Lao Niu thinks that your childhood is a kind of sad beauty! Actually, I was pitiful enough when I was studying. I've always listened to my mother. Sometimes if my father wronged me or something, even if he was shaved by the ear, I would talk back to him, and he was still very strong, and he didn't cry when he was hurt. My mother said she wanted me to help her in the fields, so I followed. It seems that not being a student is a big deal.

Going to elementary school was hell, and it wasn't until I entered middle school that I started reading in earnest. The young masters and girls in the town really looked like they were reading, they were well-dressed and deliciously fed, and if it weren't for my eldest brother to help and encourage me, I might have dropped out of school a long time ago. It's pitiful to think about now. Once I brought a bag of rice to the school dormitory and didn't go to redeem the meal ticket, but it was stolen by a boy.

Later, my classmates reported me as a classmate who was good with me, and they encouraged me to beat him. But when I saw the rag shoes on my classmates' feet, I had to think that I was unlucky, so every morning I went to school and tried my best to support my stomach at home, and at noon, in order to reduce the amount of exercise, I hid in a dark corner of the school to sleep, and I was hungry for dozens of days without lunch. Later my mother asked me how I had lost weight. I said that I had a bad stomach and often had diarrhea like that.

Alas! Old cow, you are too loyal! This is the fate of our cattle, we are really sympathetic.

Hehe, a cow's life is a cow! Last night I saw a cow shopping in the mall, and the cow didn't want to disturb the cow.

Well, why, cows don't want to bother cows? Girls naturally love to go to the mall. A few days ago, my slippers were broken, but I told you that I was in pain to death, so I desperately carried water, and then I almost burned me to death when I lifted hot water. I should have bought it a long time ago, but I didn't have time to work overtime, so I went to buy a pair of very beautiful slippers last night, and I couldn't put it down.

I'm so happy to see you. Later, I went to "Duck and Duck" to buy vegetables, and then I went back to "Fu". You buy beautiful slippers, and you can't put them down, haha. Then you have to wear socks when you go back to the dormitory, this southern winter is also cold.

But why didn't I see you? You old cow deliberately avoided me, right? Hee-hee. But I'm not very afraid of the cold, I'm only afraid of the heat, the cowhide is too thick, and no matter how cold the cold is, it can't invade.