The cool breeze was blowing, faint, warm and just closed the door and a pair of small hands held her hand. Fleshy, soft, looking at the little man under him, he held him tightly with a warm smile.

"Mom, the teacher gave me a little red flower yesterday. ＂

The soft voice, the milky voice.

"Oh? Is it? ＂

Wen Wen lowered his body and looked at the five-year-old child in front of him, his red little face was slightly smiling, and his cute and sparkling eyes were very smart. It's been five years, time flies so fast, he kept crying when she was working outside with him in her arms, but now he is so well-behaved and sensible.

"Yes, yes, Mom, you weren't good last night, Xiaohe slept and you haven't come back yet. ＂

Wen He stretched out his little hand, and his fleshy fingers pointed at his warm nose and scraped, looking like a little adult.

"How can you not be well-behaved, my mother is not. ＂

took Wen He's hand, held it warmly and gently, and then stood up and tidied up the schoolbag on Wen He's back.

"That's it, I don't believe you go and ask your uncle, but my uncle picked me up yesterday. ＂

Wen He's index finger kept picking at the warm palm, making him warm and numb, and he looked at his naughty son and shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, okay, mom was wrong, na, don't dare to do it again next time. ＂

Stretching out a hand, Wen Wen raised it and shook it in front of Wen He's eyes.

"It's pretty much the same, my uncle said, you are a good boy if you know your mistakes and can change them. ＂

Wen He said seriously, the milky voice made the warmth funny. In the eyes of warmth, Wen He is the best gift from God to her, the child is growing up day by day, and the warm heart is beginning to be cheerful day by day.

"Okay, mom knows, so now are we going to send Xiaohe to school? ＂

Wen Wen shook Wen He's little hand, and Wen He smiled faintly, took Wen He's hand and walked forward.

"Mom, you just send me to the school gate, you don't have to send me to the classroom. ＂

……

A small shop, transparent glass windows, you can see everything in the store clearly, a figure is busy in front of the counter, pushing open the glass door A pleasant wind chime sounds, the busy figure stops, turns to look at the door.

"Sister Wen, you're here. ＂

A sweet voice came from the counter, and he looked at the source of the sound with a warm smile.

"Yes, Xiao Mu, you're really early today. ＂

Warm smiled and walked into the counter, put the bag in his hand into the drawer in the counter, then took out the apron and walked into the baking room.

"Hehe, Sister Wen, I may have to take leave this afternoon. ＂

Yan Muran cleaned up the pastries in the display cabinet and said to the warmth.

"Urgent? ＂

Yan Muran is a student of N University and applied for the job the year before last. At that time, the warm store was just starting and was busy, because the price was lower than that of the peers, almost no one came to apply, the warmth with the warmth was busy and there was no rest, until that day, there was a timid girl standing outside the door, she was dressed plainly, two ponytails tied behind her head, she looked outside the store for a long time before pushing open the door and slowly walked in. Wen Wen remembers that the first thing Yan Muran said when she came in was "Hello, my name is Yan Muran." ＂

She didn't speak very fluently, even nervously. Wen Wen looked at her for a moment before telling her to sit down.

"The wages here are not high, and the work is very hard. Nuan handed Yan Muran a glass of water, and when she looked into her eyes, she obviously felt her nervousness. Wen Wen smiled and was about to speak, but there was a cry in the inner room, she hurriedly got up and said sorry and walked in, and she didn't come out for a long time. Yan Muran also stood up and walked in, only to see a child a little over a year old in her warm arms, she hummed softly, and her words were out of tune, but the child in her arms smiled slightly.

"He's so cute. Yan Muran smiled, but before he could speak, he realized his gaffe and hurriedly retreated. Nuan also hugged Wen He and walked out.

"You see? The shop is really busy, I have to take care of the children, and I have to take care of the store, and if you come to help, you will be very tired. ＂

Warmth also told the truth, she didn't want to deceive people, this girl actually she liked it when she looked at it, and she could see that she would be a good helper, but the store was not stable at the moment, and the price she could afford was not high.

"It's okay, I'...... I won't be afraid of being short of money, I, boss...... I...... ＂

"My name is warmth, if you don't mind calling me sister. ＂

The warmth soothed, and it seemed that she was really nervous.

"Sister Wen, I'...... I'm a student at N University, a freshman this year, and I came out looking for a job just to train myself, and money is not an issue. ＂

Yan Muran opened her mouth, as if she felt a warm kindness, so she slowly began to relax.

"Are you really willing to come? ＂

……

"Sister Wen, what's wrong with you? ＂

Yan Muran smiled, looked at the warmth, and the warmth came back to her senses, what was wrong, how could she suddenly remember what happened so long ago.

"It's nothing, you can go and get busy if you have something, the store shouldn't be very busy today. ＂

Warm the opening back and put the flour into the pot to leaven.

"I only have to take a leave of absence in the afternoon, and I can help in the morning. ＂

Yan Muran walked over and was about to help, but she heard the wind chimes jingling outside, and she pushed Yan Muran away and motioned for her to go out. Yan Muran nodded and took off her apron.

"Hello and welcome...... Hey, you...... ＂

Yan Muran opened her mouth, with a look of surprise, but she stopped halfway through her words, she smiled and looked into the baking room, and then turned to look at the person.