Seeing that it was almost "eleven", Song Li thought about taking his mother to where to play nearby, but Sister Jiang's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky.

"Go ahead, don't worry about me, I'll go to your grandma's house for a few days, I've been busy going to work recently, and I've been in the past." Mom helped Song Li pack her luggage and said with a smile.

"I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

"No, you're on a business trip, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't worry about what you shouldn't manage, just take care of yourself, when you get to Suzhou, just call me one day." The leader asks you to stay for a few days, you stay for a few days, don't rush to run home, Mom won't leave, when will you come back, I'm at home, ah. ”

"yes, got it." Song Li nodded, and went to the airport with the company's car early the next morning.

In fact, the moment before arriving at the door of the Suzhou Hotel, Song Li always thought that she would share a room with Sister Jiang, but when he took the room card and saw Jiang Yao getting off the elevator on the eighth floor, and his room number was starting with 9, Song Li knew that they were not on the first floor.

The most important thing for a woman is curiosity, and the more she doesn't want me to know, the more I want to know.

Song Li didn't escape from this strange circle, lying on the bed and scrolling Weibo, Song Li always looked out of the window, tried to control his curiosity, and told himself that the more he knew, the sooner he died, he was very inquisitive. In the afternoon, I followed Sister Jiang to meet the customer, and a group of people went to the private room of the hotel to eat, and Song Li had dinner with the driver Lao Zhang on the first floor of the hotel.

"Master Zhang, apart from those gardens, what other places can I play in Suzhou?" Song Li asked with a mouthful of green vegetables.

"Aren't you young people willing to go to Pingjiang Road and bars to have some drinks?" Master Zhang said with a smile.

"Oh, oh." Song Li nodded, thinking that he would go for a walk if he wasn't busy before leaving.

It was almost ten o'clock, the upstairs dinner was over, Jiang Yao's face was slightly red, polite but familiar with each boss chatting, watching the drivers pick up people one by one, Jiang Yao helped Song Li, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, Master Zhang, go back to the hotel." Jiang Yao leaned on the saddle and said weakly.

Song Li pursed her lips, this woman also has times of exhaustion.

The day before the "Eleventh" holiday, Jiang Yao told her in the hotel that a customer had said that he would meet tonight to talk about things, but there was a temporary business trip, and she could only come back the day after tomorrow, she told the company's leaders, and the leaders asked her to wait in Suzhou for two days, and then go back when the business was decided, Song Li was lying on the big bed in the hotel, crying and couldn't cry.

"Got it, you don't have to worry about me, you can work hard in Suzhou."

"I don't have any work now, I just have to wait for two days."

"Then what do you leaders say?" Song Li's mother asked.

"The leader said that if I have nothing to do in the past two days, I will go shopping in Suzhou by myself."

"Then you just go shopping, just travel at public expense, I haven't been to Suzhou for many years, or when I traveled and got married with your father, what kind of park did we go to, oops, I can't remember, it's all Suzhou's gardens, but it's beautiful."

"Humble Administrator's Garden? Lion Grove? Or is that something······ Lingering in the Garden? Song Li lay on the bed, flipping through the introduction of Suzhou attractions to himself by the tour guide today.

"Yes, yes, the Humble Administrator's Garden, the Humble Administrator's Garden, I heard that, the leaders of the country have been there."

"Well, I went today, and it's really beautiful." Song Li turned over again on the bed.

"Okay, sigh when you go out, you have to stay at home every day to live with my yellow-faced woman, you are willing to look at me every day, I don't want to look at you every day, sleep lazily tomorrow, and then go out for a walk. How much money did you bring with you when you went out, is it enough, I'll give you some more? ”

"No, I have enough money."

"Well, don't be reluctant to spend money when you go out, have fun."

"Got it, then you're going to grandma's tomorrow?"

"Well, tomorrow the school library is also on holiday, I'll go to your grandma's place and see if your grandma's leg doesn't hurt, I'll take her to the park. I read the photo you posted by Aunt Liu two days ago, and in the park, hey, the flowers are blooming beautifully. ”

"What flowers?" Song Li chatted with a pair or not.

"I don't know, just go and see."

"Well, then you are optimistic about grandma, there are many people in 'Eleven', you are optimistic about the bag."

"Oh, you just leave me alone, you're really, more verbose than me." Mom laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, got it, I'll go home when I'm done here."

"Okay, okay, hang up, the TV series has started, I won't tell you."

Early the next morning, Song Li slept until ten o'clock, put on light makeup, and wore a long skirt, and then he didn't know what to think, so he went up to the eighth floor and knocked on Sister Jiang's door. The waiter who cleaned up the room told Song Li that the guests in that room had left early in the morning, and Song Li said "oh" and went downstairs.

I heard that there are many beautiful women on the bus in Suzhou, so Song Li looked for a bus stop along the road, and then went to Pingjiang Road. I ate, shopped, and then found a postcard shop to write a postcard to myself after 3 years, and when I returned to the hotel, it was already dark.

In the supermarket downstairs, Song Li bought two cans of beer, and was taking out change from his wallet when his mobile phone rang.

"Sister Jiang?"

"Song Li, can you come to the train station to pick me up." Jiang Yao's voice on the phone was tired.

"The train station? Sister Jiang, which train station are you in? "As far as Song Li knows, there should be more than one Suzhou Railway Station.

"I'm in Shanghai."

"Shanghai?!"