Ling's mother and aunt's current rhythm is to go to the clothing store in the morning, check the accounts of the previous day, and then look at the situation of the clothes sold, and after explaining to the people in the store, they will rush to the hot pot restaurant before lunch.

Ling's mother is too busy now, she rarely goes to the capital to buy goods, she and the Beijing side often go to get the goods of the stall owners to order, there are any new styles to sell for her to leave a little, and then regularly send logistics to send her over, of course, she has to send the money first, to catch up with the change of season, Ling Ma still has to run a few times in person, after all, the other party sent her some clothes are not easy to sell, in case there is no good goods during the change of season, a whole season of clothes will be pressed in the hand.

Ling's mother and aunt are so busy every day, they don't feel hard themselves, but Ling Xiaoxiao still feels that they will tire themselves out sooner or later, and the bosses of those big enterprises are not so hands-on, and a person's energy is limited after all.

However, although Ling Xiaoxiao didn't know how to help them make adjustments, someone knew that Xu Mohan was in charge of Meng Ji and started the company again, and Meng Ji was like herding sheep and grazing, and he rarely passed, but Meng Ji's business has been very prosperous, which is definitely inseparable from his management.

Ling Xiaoxiao called Xu Mohan a few times, either the line was occupied or no one answered, although she felt strange but she was not in a hurry at this time, she was busy tidying up her house during the day, the small yard was completely abandoned this year, in the first two years, Ling's father and Ling's mother would also plant eggplant, beans, cucumbers and the like in the yard, and they could be picked up to cook in the autumn.

But this year the two of them are busier than the other. No one has time to turn over the ground to plant vegetables, the weeds in the yard are already up to their knees, Ling Xiaoxiao cleans the house and cleans up the weeds in the yard, although it is a little too late to grow vegetables, but it looks very unsightly in such a panic.

She is busy every day, and she always feels that she doesn't have to think about Jiang Zizhuo anymore when she is so busy, otherwise, when she calms down and lifts the pen to do the question, she will always subconsciously feel that someone is sitting next to her. The nose is still surrounded by the intoxicating aroma of tea.

Ling Xiaoxiao was busy for a week. Finally cleaned up the small yard inside and out, and the county No. 1 middle school also began to have a holiday, Xu Xiaoying rushed towards Ling Xiaoxiao like a bird out of the cage.

"Xiaoxiao, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You don't even want me. "Xu Xiaoying, this girl is also a magical existence. She's interested in everything. When she was in junior high school, she was keen to chat with netizens, and when she was in high school, she didn't have time to go online and began to be keen on pen pals, so she always called Ling Xiaoxiao and asked Ling Xiaoxiao to write to her. When Ling Xiaoxiao was annoyed by her, she would find a letter and write a page to send it to her.

It's just that this kind of frequency of not having one letter a month can't meet Xu Xiaoying's needs at all, so as soon as they met, she began to denounce Ling Xiaoxiao: "It's always so difficult for you to write me a few letters, you see that I am at the same table, her pen pal can write her two or three letters a week, and every time it is a thick stack of paper." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao has a headache about her accusations, this girl is always easy to be dazzled by the things around her, just forget if she can't quit novels or anything, and now she is obsessed with writing letters, according to her, it takes at least one class to write a letter, if this class is used to read a book as a question, maybe a question type will be overcome, how idle is she to play this boring game with her.

"Xiaoying, how are your final grades this time?" Ling Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and looked at her, grades are hard indicators, if her grades are really too good to be good, she won't care about her anymore.

When Xu Xiaoying heard Ling Xiaoxiao ask about her grades, she suddenly felt a little weak, and stammered: "Ask, ask me what my grades are doing, what are you doing?" The questions we had in the final exam were very, very difficult. ”

"Hard? What about the exam papers? Show it to me. Ling Xiaoxiao didn't believe that the difficulty in Xu Xiaoying's mouth could be difficult, and she hadn't experienced the PIAPIA slap in the face of the teacher of No. 8 Middle School, and she didn't believe that the exam questions of County No. 1 Middle School could be more difficult than Bincheng No. 8 Middle School.

"Exam papers? I didn't bring it, who has nothing to do with it. Xu Xiaoying was disgusted when she talked about the exam papers.

"And how many points did you score? Do you want to hear my scores? Ling Xiaoxiao felt that this girl needed deep stimulation.

"Yours? No, no, I heard that there is no other possibility than being abused," Xu Xiaoying hurriedly waved her hand, and then stomped her foot and said ruthlessly: "I didn't do well in the exam this time, I didn't even rank in the top ten in the class, and the score was less than 520 points." ”

"So low?" Ling Xiaoxiao frowned, she only thought that Xu Xiaoying's grades should not be particularly good, but she didn't expect her to be so low, this score can't even reach the score line of Province A over the years.

"Oh, that's why people said they didn't do well in the exam!" Xu Xiaoying screamed irritating at Ling Xiaoxiao's tone.

Ling Xiaoxiao hugged her arms and said coolly: "People who are busy making pen pals and writing letters will definitely not be able to take the test." ”

"Xiaoxiao, you are so annoying," Xu Xiaoying felt that Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth was even worse when she came back after going to school: "I know everything, I didn't do well in the exam this time, I'm also very depressed, I will definitely study hard next semester, don't worry." ”

"What's the use of your promises to me, the number of times you promised, which one has been done." Ling Xiaoxiao continued to speak coldly, looking at Xu Xiaoying's eyes like looking at a stranger, which made Xu Xiaoying completely wilted.

"Okay Xiaoxiao, I know it's wrong, I will study hard in the future, if I don't play seriously again, won't we break off relations?" The word severance of diplomatic relations is still very serious in Xu Xiaoying's heart, and if she can use it, it means that she will indeed change her mind.

Ling Xiaoxiao is usually in the eighth middle school, and she doesn't have time to supervise her much, so she can only use such a stimulating way every time she comes back, she is afraid of any day, Xu Xiaoying's cheeks are thick, and she is not afraid of stimulation, then she doesn't know what kind of means she can use.

Wu Qingqing went to a relative's house in Linxian County as soon as she had a holiday, and she would come back in a few days, and the three of them would have to get together more at that time, Ye Ling's little girl had already come back the day before, but she liked to lie in bed and didn't get up until noon, so Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her watch and was ready to take Xu Xiaoying to find Ling's mother for dinner.

She is obsessed with hot pot these days, and she can't eat enough, Ling Xiaoxiao is already preparing to eat as many meals as possible before the start of school, and strive to save a little more fat, and keep it for slowly falling down after the start of school.

Xu Xiaoying, who has delicious food, naturally has no opinion, and happily follows Ling Xiaoxiao to Ling's mother's shop, Ling Xiaoxiao pulled Xu Xiaoying and was talking, when she heard the mobile phone in her pocket ring.

"Sister Xin, why did you think of calling me?" Huang Xin disappeared after the marriage proposal, but I also knew that she was abducted by Xu Mohan, and the two of them were not busy going to sweetness, how could they remember her.

"Xiaoxiao, Mo Han and I are in my small courtyard," Huang Xin's voice was projected from the microphone, and her voice was cheerful: "Let's meet at noon and have lunch together." (To be continued.) )