At this moment, the cuckoo was hoarsely talking while constantly wiping her tears, and my heart was overwhelmed.

The cuckoo in front of me, like a sad cuckoo bird, stood on the branch of the rhododendron and kept crying until it vomited blood.

I remembered a legend of the azalea and the cuckoo bird. In ancient times, the king of Shu Wangdi Du Yu turned into a small bird after his death, and people called him the cuckoo bird. The cuckoo bird's cry resents that it does not stop vomiting blood, and the azalea is the blood of the cuckoo bird dyed red, so "the blood of the cuckoo cries into flowers." ”

At this moment, I wanted to comfort and comfort the cuckoo, but I didn't know what to say......

I called the waiter to make a pot of jasmine tea for the cuckoo, and her voice was almost speechless, and she was about to vomit blood if she continued to cry.

I asked the cuckoo to rest first, but she insisted on finishing the sentence, and the cuckoo, who was moved by true feelings, wiped her nose, tears, and a handful of handfuls with tissue. At this moment, accompanying the cuckoo was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

Oh time!

The real is verified, and the fake is torn up.

Love!

If you love, love deeply.

If you don't love it, please leave early.

When I looked up, I saw that on the windowsill, the pot of begonias was blooming delicately, and the strings of red flowers were like small hanging lanterns, decorated on the branches.

The autumn color of begonias is wonderful for the world. However, begonias are the flowers of bitterness, she was abandoned by her husband in her previous life, sad and sad, and turned into a resentful woman in this life, mourning and resentment......

Since the cuckoo knew that her husband was cheating and broke up in a collapsed way, she set up a stall in the market alone and fought alone. She was too strong, cried, and after making trouble, she suddenly said that she liked a little brother from her husband's past, and the three days of love between the two caught up with more than 30 years, and they lived next door to her husband.

"Cuckoo, are you taking revenge?" I asked.

"No, I like his little brother a lot, before, with him, I didn't dare to think about it, but now he has fulfilled the two of us." The cuckoo said that the mood was very wrong.

"Ah, you know, impulse is the devil!" I say.

"Hehe, look at the big white sweater I wore today, this red heart on my chest, do you remember what's going on?" Cuckoo changed the subject and asked me.

"Of course I remember, you said that you accidentally scratched the thread and made a big hole, and your mother knitted a heart for you." I said, "By the way, is your mom okay?" How many old hens did you feed you again? ”

Emotional betrayal aside, the cuckoo smiled a little when she mentioned that the dress was frozen in the freezer with her mother and the old hens she loved to eat.

At this time, the tea was so hot that it could not be drunk, and as soon as it was soaked in boiling water, the cuckoo took the hot tea and put it to his mouth and put it down.

I saw that the cuckoo's cheeks were crimson, maybe it was hot, and she pulled up the high collar of her sweater down, and it was true that when her throat was uncomfortable, she should wear a high collar, so that her throat would be warm, I was stupidly thinking.

The cuckoo, which is much haggard, has bags under its big smart eyes and crow's feet at the corners of its eyes. The turbulent feelings and life around her made her look much older.

At this moment, I am secretly sad about the ruthlessness of the years, and life is like the autumn of grass and trees......

Coming out of the restaurant, sporadic snowflakes fluttered in the air, and it was really cold. At night, the pedestrians hurrying through the streets, trotting like smoke, and at this moment, the cuckoo, which coughs almost speechlessly when it sees the wind, makes me feel terrible.

I hurriedly covered her mouth with my hands, ordered her not to say a word, and to get home and take her medicine quickly, reached out to hail a taxi, stuffed her into the car, and watched her go away.

The exhaust fumes of the taxi are emitting white smoke on the Banyou road, and I don't know when we will meet each other? I just hope that when we see each other again, she will happily sing and share her joy with me.

At this time, the north wind was howling, and I leaned on the light of the rows of street lamps, with white breath in my mouth, and put my hands on my chest to grasp my clothes, and walked quickly down the narrow street. A cold moon hung alone in the sky, and the cold moonlight splashed on my body like ice, shivering like a fallen leaf.

At noon the next day, after eating, I walked around the small square with Sister Shiitake mushroom, I didn't tell her what happened to the cuckoo, but I felt that she knew very well.

Although it was cold and the sun was covered by thick clouds, it was really boring to sit in the store all morning, and it was good to come out and let the wind go for a while.

"You say, should I ask the boss about Lao Qin today?" She asked me unhurriedly.

"If the first snow falls, all the leaves on the trees fall to the ground." I said, "You see, right now, those dry leaves are overwhelmed by the wind. ”

She looked up and followed the direction of my finger at the dead leaves of the old trees swaying in the wind.

"I think, you better ask He Lingling first, where is she after all." I say.

Suddenly, she turned her head to stare at me, and a flash of lightning flashed in her eyes, "Yes, ask her, if you don't remind me, I won't be able to remember to ask her?" After she finished speaking, she suddenly became happy, and the whole person was full.

The work in the factory, He Lingling and Sha Chenbao's quotation are not much different, and Sha Chenbao is slightly lower. Compared with the scale of the factory's facilities and personnel, He Lingling's offer is naturally not high.

The larger ones were done for He Lingling, and the smaller ones were done for Sha Chenbao, and after discussing with Boss Lan, they were temporarily operating in such a step-by-step manner.

That day, suddenly Xiao Zhang's red-faced young man walked in. He said it was all right, and he just passed by to see you from now on. After sitting for a while, he said that he called Boss Lan twice, as if she was very busy, and left the phone without saying a few words, you can help me bring her a good one.

"Oh, don't worry. When she came, I told her that you had come to see her. I said.

He said no, smiled hehe, chatted with the old girl who was not too busy for a while, and turned back.

Oh! OMG. At any time, He Lingling's appearance is unexpected, like a black whirlwind, when you are busy or a little free, it suddenly blows in front of you, with a fishy smell.

She was born with a good mouth, and it didn't take long for her to become familiar with us.

In everything, she is just a "arch mouth", and she is reluctant to spend a dollar of water, and Sha Chenbao also "arches her mouth", but it is completely different from her "arch mouth".

Sha Chenbao never came empty-handed, in his own words: "I'm worried that the mouths of several eldest sisters are idle, their bodies are malnourished, and they work so hard all day." "

Although, in just one sentence, it catches the hearts of foodies!

From time to time, the old girl asked me to give Sha Chenbao more of the work, and even when I was happy to eat, I moved the idea of abolishing He Lingling.

Ay! It seems that taking other people's hands is short, and eating other people's mouths is not groundless, and it is really important to manage your mouth well.

That day, after the old girl was full, she stopped me from giving work to He Lingling. I teased her and said, "You go and ask Sha Chenbao, is his name the same as Xia Wanhei?"

The old girl hammered me with her hand, and I was unconvinced and told her: "The wind and smoke desert in Inner Mongolia, the sandstorm that blows up can be pulled from the ground to the sky, maybe, Sha Chenbao was born at that time, don't believe you to ask?" ”

The old girl glanced at me and shrugged her shoulders.

The next morning. The beautiful dream wonderland is always too short, and once you open your eyes, you can't continue it, no matter how hard you try. When I was woken up by a noisy old neighbor in front of the small window, I was dreaming!

When I was sure that the dream could not be continued, I got up from the bed, grabbed a slipper in my hand, and tiptoed to the small window, wanting to fly out of the old neighbor's bird's head and let you call a bird?

At this moment, lifting the slippers in the air, the old neighbor was not scared away, but looked at me with an innocent face, is that a kind of innocent face that has been in love for a long time? Or is it an innocent face that sings and dances whenever I want like a family member?

I hesitated for a while, looked at the old-fashioned slippers that had become a lonely item in my hand, it was a pity to lose them, I can still wear them, forget it, I ignore you, a person is sulking.

During the lunch break, I went alone to the railing in the small square and leaned for a while to bask in the sun.

Sister Shiitake may not want to talk for a day, and she snuggles up in a small warehouse drinking boiled water from a large canned bottle.

At this moment, the sun is shining on the body, ambiguous. The wind, which had not yet reached a certain level, came from West Siberia in the northwest, and swept away the dead leaves, dust, and things that should be cleaned in the same direction like a huge broom.

A wisp of white clouds in the silent, blue sky, drifted in the far south of the sky because of the persistent blowing of the north wind. I thought, even if you sleep for a thousand years, can you immerse yourself in the same dream? It is right that the dream comes to an abrupt end, just as the moon is full and wanes, and the moon is full and full.

At this moment, the dry cold wind of early winter blew the whole hand as haggard as a chicken's paw, and the fingernails grew streaks of streaks, looking at their hands in the sun, touching the marks left by the years.

It was cold, and I had to go back after a while outside, and I walked up the granite steps of the small square. At this time, the rustle of dead leaves blowing from the north wind sounded under my feet, and I also blew the sound of laughing with Sister Shiitake on the stone steps last time.

He Lingling didn't think much about it, and answered Sister Shiitake Mushroom's question crisply, she said that she thought the same way, when can she send Lao Qin back to you? There is a big living person in the factory, what is wrong with it, and I am embarrassed to ask your boss? Since you asked, are you asking your boss?

Sister Shiitake is silent like this, I have never seen her so silent!

Perhaps, the only person in the store who still remembers Lao Qin is Sister Shiitake Mushroom, and Boss Lan, who has a lot of opportunities, has long forgotten him outside the clouds......

When they returned to the store, Boss Lan, who had a very sweet mouth, and Sha Chenbao chatted while eating preserved fruits, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Two people with very sweet mouths got together to chat, and it was really knocking over the sugar jar, and I felt the buzzing of bees in my ears, and I heard too much as if I was going to get "diabetes." ”