Chapter 552: Between Thinking and Danger
This is the fifth time that Hong Ling has opened a forum that has disappeared for more than a year on Sunday night, and this time, Hong Ling finally can't help but remember when he first saw this forum.
She sat at the desk, this desk was a birthday gift from Hong Ling's grandfather on her tenth birthday, her grandfather did carpentry at home, which made her grandmother very unhappy, and later heard that it was a gift to Hong Ling, and her grandmother didn't say much, Hong Ling was lively and cute since she was a child, not to mention that her old people and relatives praised her for being beautiful and smart, and even the neighbors and friends of her parents liked Hong Ling very, very much.
"This kid is going to be very good."
"Look at how good-looking Hong Ling is, it's been a long time since I've seen such a good-looking little girl."
"There are many good-looking and cute girls, and Hong Ling is one who is smart and sensible."
Since she was making a desk for such a lovely granddaughter, her grandmother also became enthusiastic, helping her grandfather polish the wood, and helping her grandfather paint, dry, and paint the desk together.
Half a month later, the solid wood desk was completed, and it was delivered to Hong Ling's home just in time for her birthday.
At this moment, she sat at her desk and recalled about the forum, but her mind could not be concentrated, thinking of her grandfather, her desk, and the pressure on her mother and father since she dropped out of school.
Mom was reluctant to go out for half a month, Hong Ling occasionally heard his father in the room earnestly persuade his mother, if you don't go to work again, the job is gone, and what if the retirement salary is gone?
My mother began to cry when she heard this, so the next day my mother insisted on going to work, her job was a salesperson in a large shopping mall, although the salary was not high, but she sold food, and sold local specialty food in the shopping mall in the tourist area, and every day was a prosperous and lively business.
My mother often said that the salesman is not tired of work, but the most feared thing is that there is no business to stand there all day and night, and that time is called difficult; If there are a lot of customers, you buy two boxes of snacks, he weighs half a catty of candy, sometimes there is a small long queue, a while will be to the noon break, a while will be dinner time, everyone giggle for lunch, hee haha for dinner, the snacks on the stall want to eat what to take, time flies quickly. But if there are no guests, you will have to count the time, why are you hungry until half past ten, and it will take an hour and a half to eat, hey......
But that shopping mall almost doesn't have a bad business, a dozen yuan of food with a unit price, a turnover of tens of thousands of yuan a day, in my mother's words, casually made.
There are 7 or 8 stalls in a circle, and the salesmen are all crowded together, because everyone has a good business, so every day at work, my mother is very happy, I make coffee, bring lunch, and I can't wait to go out, and I never be lazy or late.
But in the past half a month, my mother has been asking for leave, and she has become reluctant to go to work.
It's all my fault. Hong Ling shook her head, she was dizzy and tired as soon as she shook her head, and then she was sleepy.
No way! It's not like it's good to think about that forum.,After contacting it twice.,That forum disappeared.,I've been waiting for a reply for more than a year.,Now I want to see when I can't see the first time I sent a letter to that mailbox.。
"The forum ceased operations ......"
Another line of light black text.
Hong Ling was a little desperate.
She clicked the left mouse button repeatedly, clicked 11 times, and then started from the beginning 11 times, and then it still didn't seem right, and she clicked again from the beginning.
Can't be wrong, if it's wrong, bad things will happen, she worries about too many things, and it seems that not only will it not get less, but it will only increase.
For example, now she is worried about what was said in the news.
This is an accident news about a young woman who was on her way to work at a company at one o'clock in the afternoon.
The pit!
Although the woman showed no obvious signs of injury, because after falling into the pit, the woman quickly grabbed the ground, and soon the clerk of a nearby restaurant noticed that someone seemed to be shouting for help on the road, and went out to see that a woman was hanging on top of a pit across the road.
The clerk immediately called the boss to save people together, and the two men who were cooking vegetables had great arm strength and rescued the woman in one fell swoop.
Looking down, it turned out to be an abandoned manhole, and a temporary sheet was placed at random to cover it, and the woman who was rushing to work said that she was looking at her phone to reply to a message, but she fell down.
Fortunately, the phone didn't fall, and she didn't completely fall into this black and dirty abandoned manhole.
When watching the news, my father said, "What a board is mated, it is simply someone who stole the manhole cover, and there are some people who do not do good deeds, and they forget it if they steal the manhole cover, and they deliberately take it away and put a long piece of thin paper like a manhole cover on it, and as a result, they hurt passers-by, and this kind of person's conscience is really black." ”
It might have been nothing...... Hong Ling scratched his head, his hair was really oily and itchy, and it became more and more itchy when he needed to concentrate on thinking about something.
As soon as he grabbed his hair, the greasy and greasy thing was embedded in the nails, and Hong Ling always felt that this thing would accidentally eat it in his mouth and fall into his stomach. But Hong Ling was not afraid of eating it into his body.
What she was really afraid of was that the dirt from her hair was embedded in her fingernails, which would cause some problems in someone's stomach, vomit or get seriously ill, and eventually die.
Death!
Hong Ling frowned, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath.
After retracting her right hand from the back of her head, she looked at her nails, and when she scratched her head, she didn't use all five fingers, she recalled the action just now, it should be the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger that were used the most.
No, how many scratches just now, it should be right, it's even, it can't be singular, everything can't be singular.
Because it has been a long time or because she immediately thought of the next important thing, this time, Hong Ling did not force herself to scratch her head again, but took out the nail clippers from the drawer, took out another paper towel, and looked at the position of the crease in the middle of the paper towel, the raised side was facing down, and the edge should be completely parallel to the glass edge on the desk, so that it was safe.
After putting down the paper towel, pick up the nail clippers and start trimming the nails, in fact, Hong Ling had just cut his nails in the morning, but if there is a little bit of nail growth, when he scratches his head, something dirty will fall into the nails, and if he falls into the nails, it will be dangerous.
For example, the woman who fell into the manhole, fell - between the nails - the dirt that fell out of the nails.
There is danger! I didn't make this danger!