The good news of the return of the young owner flew all over the Dragon Valley like wings, and the depression of winter seemed to be squeezed clean in an instant, and everyone cheered, but no one worked anymore, and no one asked if others were still working.

Bei Bei is still busy cleaning alone, Director Yang doesn't come, and Lonnie doesn't come to do it. Fortunately, the water pipe was repaired quickly, and a group of male colleagues also helped Bei Bei fetch water and mop the floor, which was really not very hard. There are photos everywhere in the house, there are men and women, there are too many men, but Bei Bei can judge that on the delicate boss's stage, the young man who looks as beautiful as a white dove should be.

The white pigeon is clean, with small mushroom-like short hair, neat and handsome. He wears white and clean in every photo, and the things he likes are also white and clean, and the furnishings in the office are directly wiped clean and not replaced, most of them are simple white frames, and occasionally some pale green, which is completely different from the glorious royal style of the old club.

In a picture frame on the desk, there is an old photograph, which is a photo from the era when there were no digital cameras, and you can clearly see the uniform dots and bumps on the photo, which makes it more and more realistic. In the photo, she is a woman with the same noble temperament as the white pigeon, with a similar face shape, similar eyes, and a similar soft look at Bei Bei who is holding a photo frame. This eighty percent is the mother of the young owner, the white pigeon seems to care about this photo very much, the photo frame is directly glued to the table, this is a woman as clean as the white pigeon, so that Beibei's earthy yellow sense of solidity looks extraordinarily local.

Shao Dongjia seems to like Western literature very much, the bookcase is full of books written by foreigners, many of these books Bei Bei has read before, there are all eras, especially in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, most of them are expressions of national liberation, ideological emancipation, Bei Bei feels that she can understand him, she thinks what he likes is uncontrolled, it is the freedom of the mind, like a white dove, he likes to do whatever he wants. You can seem to see this young man, who was as clean as a spring, once struggling in this room, and freeing himself from all this, releasing all his beloved things too late.

Oh yes, his name is Shao Baige.

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It is said that this time, the young owner flew back from the distant English Channel, which is the place that Bei Bei yearns for, and she yearns for all the places she has not been, and there is one. Eight years ago, the young owner was sent to the English Channel, and during this time, he was like a white dove that sent a letter to a distant place, and as soon as he left, he was gone. During this time, he flew back once, and made the old club laugh happily, and the folds of his cheeks were already hung at the age of seventeen, and he renovated this simple and clean office according to his son's preferences.

But then he went away again, but fortunately he was coming back soon.

People who came to work in the cemetery early, many people have seen this young master, the driver Wang Shou has a good relationship with the young owner, it is said that when they were young, the two often made an appointment to play basketball together. Wang Shou was not stingy with the praise of this mysterious man, saying that Shaodong was the most handsome man he had ever seen. The eldest girl and little daughter-in-law of the company's school age are listening to Wang Shou's words in this not very clean office at this time, and the only few stools are sitting on people, Wang Shou is standing in the middle of the outer room, rubbing back and forth with a mop, he has such a good ability to express himself, and can talk for so long.

In his description, Bei Bei vaguely discerns the overlapping shadows with Xu Zhimo, very similar to rich, very similar to rebellious, and very similar to the uncontrollable young heart. More similar is his attachment to love and his infatuation with a certain woman.

Tomorrow will be the fourth day.

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On the first day Shao Baige came back, Bei Bei asked for leave, and this day was destined to be a day when many people went to work and waited for the first look at this mysterious young master, and perhaps some of them would expect him to be like the prince in Cinderella, eyeing one of the ordinary girls.

It is impossible to be targeted, but Bei Bei knows that if she goes, she will definitely be selected by Director Yang to be the secretary of the Shaodong family. Of course she doesn't want to be picked, she doesn't want to have another big house waiting for her to plaster every day, it's too fucking embarrassing, the point is that you will repeatedly deny yourself, and feel that you are a housekeeping aunt at a young age. So Bei Bei didn't go at all, she was looking forward to giving this job to Lorney, it must be a better opportunity for her, so that Shao Baige could keep an eye on her in her busy schedule.

What's more, Bei Bei is going to visit her grandmother today. Comrade Lao Wen finally asked Bei Bei to come to see her grandmother, since the old lady broke her leg. An eighty-six-year-old man can only wait for his leg to grow if he falls, and the operation cannot be done. Grandma has been in pain, afraid that it will be bad if the old lady herself understands what is going on after seeing too many people, so it is not too painful until now, so I let me go over and take a look.

The fog fell like snow early in the morning, whitening the entire sky, but it was more humid than snow, and Bei Bei was wet halfway through. Born in winter, she turned out to be the most afraid of the cold, and she and her father just walked with their heads bored along the way, and they didn't speak. Lao Wenguang carried his daughter-in-law's steamed dumplings in the morning, the heat was steaming, and his hands were still frozen crimson.

Grandma now lives with her uncle, which is the house left by her grandfather, and it has long since passed in her uncle's name. Uncle and aunt lived until they were in their fifties, and at the end of the day, they still couldn't hold on to the divorce, and there was a boy who was the only male root in the old Wen family. Since he got married, his uncle has moved out of his old home and lived in the house with his grandmother.

This three-corner house, commonly known as the chicken paw building, the two-bedroom house is on the sixth floor of a claw tip that comes out of the chicken paw building, such a building is rare in the current planning, it is neither good-looking nor convenient, all the rooms are not facing south or north, and the sun can not always sprinkle the whole room. Grandma lives in this room at noon, and can still let in some sun, and my uncle lives in a small room that can be carried by the sun for a short time all day, and it is always colder in winter.

Walking to the entrance of the building, her father asked Bei Bei to buy a bag of instant noodles and then go up, so she went to the store opposite the street to buy a pack. I don't know when there are very few such small shops, this small shop was here when Bei Bei was a child, the doors and windows are still the same as when he was a child, and even the door shaft, the cut made by the knife in the early years is honestly still in place.

On the day Grandpa left, Qin Tian was standing in front of this small shop, looking at himself in the opposite building, running in a panic. Bei Bei remembered that she looked back at him that day, and he stood honestly, tall and handsome. Now she looked at the building opposite, and the place looked so small, so small that it looked like a matchbox that had been opened, standing upright and poking there.

Grandma is not bad, it is really good, it still hurts when the action is big, but fortunately, grandma forgets things quickly, and even forgets the pain quickly. The conversation between Bei Bei and her, except for the two of them, no one can understand it, even Bei Bei herself doesn't understand it very well, just like when she chatted with her grandfather, but her grandfather couldn't hear it, and her grandmother forgot about it. She is used to this kind of communication with the elderly, and it is not bad for everyone to say their own things anyway. Dad put the dumplings on a plate and brought them over, and casually brought a wooden stool from the kitchen.

The stool was an old thing, and no one could remember how it came about. Four legs support a stool noodles, the stool is connected to the four legs below, the structure is simple, but very stable, Dad got a newspaper, put the dumpling plate on the newspaper, and then put a bowl of garlic sauce in Beibei's hand.

Grandma is an old man who has no meat and no joy, and at the age of eighty-six, she will no longer eat vegetables. When a person reaches this age, she can't talk about it slowly, even if she can talk about it, why bother, the family no longer twists her strength, and if you love meat, you can eat it! If you don't eat it, there are few old people who live so long, this is a verbal blessing given by God, and it is a sin not to enjoy it.

Bei Bei took the dumplings and fed them to her grandmother one by one. Mother's handiwork, ten dumplings have to have half a catty, and grandma ate thirteen in one go. Bei Bei was about to continue feeding, but his father came over, he took the garlic sauce and chopsticks, and ate the rest of the dumplings in this bowl.

"Don't give you milk, eat too much, you milk herself and she doesn't know what it is. ”