Just went down the stairs, in the antechamber at the gate, suddenly, I saw Sha Chenbao and Ma Feng, who were holding a big fruit basket in their hands and hurriedly squeezed into the elevator, before they could speak urgently, the elevator door was closed. I heard my aunt say just now that in the past two days, Sha Chenbao has been busy with the front and back.

At this moment, I looked at the closed elevator door in a daze, and suddenly, someone slapped me from behind, and when I looked back, it turned out to be a red that I hadn't seen for a long time.

"Yikes! How long has it been since I looked at you? You're fat. I said as I pulled my red hands tightly.

"Am I fat?" Red said. "I think you're thin." A round face that turned red with a brush, two big watery eyes blinked, the red was still the same, and he didn't speak, he blushed first.

"Are you going to come down from the upper floor, or are you going to go up?" Red said.

"I just came down the stairs and the elevator was too crowded and now there are people up there." I say.

"Then I'll wait for them to come down, and I'm going up." Red said, "Come up to the window, let's talk for a while, are you busy?" ”

"I haven't seen you for so long, how can I not have time to chat? Look, what you say is beyond the ordinary. I said.

"Did you just go up and look at her better? What the hell is the disease? Red asked anxiously.

"Hey! She didn't say a word to me, probably for fear of shaking the surgical wound. I saw that her face was not so pale, but it would take a long time to recover. I said. After being silent for a while, I told Hong about my aunt's condition and the operation.

"Did you know that she just got divorced?" Red said.

"She didn't tell me, but I stumbled across one of her divorce papers in her car." I say.

"You say, if you knew that she was so sick and aunty, she wouldn't divorce this marriage? Is she too inappropriate? Alas! Red said with a look of remorse. A few days ago, when our classmates were together, she told me about it. As soon as I thought about it, the things she had done before, she said that she would turn her face, and I didn't pay attention to her. Unexpectedly, it's only been a few days, and I'm sick like this? ”

"The other day, your class reunion, was it the day before she got sick? She said she was going to see an old friend, it turned out to be you, I saw that she was dressed very carefully that day, in fact, she has always been very concerned about you. I said.

"Gotta get it, stop, stop, don't say nice things for her." Red said. "She wants to sing that play with her mouth, and I knew it after an hour." Red said.

At this moment, I saw Ma Feng coming down from the elevator alone, holding the car keys and hurriedly walking out of the gate.

"I'll go up and see her, let's have dinner someday." Red walked into the elevator and waved goodbye to each other while the elevator doors were not closed.

I got on the bus back to work, and the cold breeze blew in through the window. The thick clouds pressed down, and looking at the sky overhead, I seemed to feel breathless.

The snow in early winter has been watching to fall, but it has not fallen. I'm waiting, that first snow.

At this moment, on the table in front of me were the dishes used to make coffee that had been cleaned by the old girl, and the long metal spoon in the plate that lay flat on the side.

I stared at the empty chair in a daze, and I still saw her miserable white face sitting there, her eyes lowered, and the jingle of her churning coffee.

I felt that the air was so stuffy that I walked to the window, hoping to see a thin layer of snow on the ground of the small square, and hoped that the snow would stay on the ground overnight.

At that time, the sky will not look extremely oppressive as it is now. Suddenly, the windows creaked, probably the door of the corridor was pushed open and closed, and a cold wind rushed in, and I took a step backwards, the north wind whistling outside.

He Lingling has always come to the store in the past two days, and in her own words, she stepped on the accelerator and accidentally slipped over.

She had met Sha Chenbao in the store, and the way they handled each other's rivalry was straightforward.

No one asks anyone, no one talks to anyone, a sister or brother is not in the rivers and lakes, but there is a legend of the sister or brother on the rivers and lakes.

It's also quite tacit, in my opinion. Whoever came later stayed, and who came first went out. For some time, that's it. As for Zhang Daqing, he rarely comes to the store. There is no impermeable wall, He Lingling and Sha Chenbao both know Zhang Daqing, and He Lingling said that Zhang Daqing is her former apprentice. The circle is so small, suddenly, when I look up, all the acquaintances in front of me.

Oh, yes! There is no competitive market, perhaps, only in dreams!

When he was about to leave work, ACCCIM suddenly appeared in the store. I had just come back from washing my hands in the bathroom, and I looked at him like a plasterer with a dirty face.

"This is the great north wind blowing under the influence of the cold air of Western Siberia, blowing you by the way?" I said half-jokingly.

"Hahaha, my sister just can talk. If the north wind doesn't blow, can't your eldest brother come and see you? He asked rhetorically. Isn't your boss sick? What's the matter, tell the eldest brother. ”

"Big brother, why do you think you are so rare to wear pajamas? You are so talented when you go out in your pajamas in the summer and a down jacket in the winter! Did you take off your down jacket as soon as you got home, and went straight into the quilt, and got out of the quilt in the morning and put on a down jacket to go out on the street? The old girl said. You're going to save yourself a lot of trouble! ”

Hahaha, as soon as the old girl's voice fell, she heard a dry laugh from the ACCCIM.

"Isn't my brother without money?" Mr. Zhong said, "In the future, if my brother comes back to be your boss, you have to work hard to get your eldest brother to take off his pajamas as soon as possible!" ”

"You baby, what are you going to do when you come back? I haven't made enough trouble before! Sister Shiitake said in a Sichuan dialect that everyone listened to and half understood.

I listened to the dialect that came out of her mouth, and I felt inexplicably funny. At this moment, while rubbing hand cream on his hands, he lowered his head and smiled to himself.

"As long as you can speak, and you still drag Sichuan dialect with me, you wait for me to go home and learn a few words." After he finished speaking, he glared at Sister Shiitake and twisted his face to the side.

"Learning a few words is also a new conversation! I can't get to the point! I said in the tone of Sister Shiitake Mushroom.

Everyone giggled, and the bell rang for work, and at this time, he raised the finger of his right hand and pointed at me in the laughter of everyone, so angry that he didn't say anything for a long time, and turned around and walked away.

I exchanged glances with Sister Shiitake and laughed and giggled! At this moment, a cold northwest wind poured in from the gate, and it felt quite cold before I even went outside.

The cold wind on the street howled all the way from the northwest to the southeast, and the afterglow of the setting sun could not be seen, and the sky was gray, which made people feel terrible cold and breathless. Personally, I feel that it is extremely cold before and after the snow, but it is not cold in the snow.

At night, I leaned under the covers, listening to the howl of the north wind in the dark night, while drinking hot tea.

Overhead, the tin canopy of the flat slope hummed in the wind, like bursts of thunder rumbling against the overhead.

The child slept soundly, and when I got off work, I went to the small market to buy some lamb slices and vegetables for him to eat. In such a dry and cold weather, there is probably nothing more comfortable than sitting around the table and eating hot pot.

At this time, Nizi sent a video, she was fat. Sitting on the beach in Sanya, holding a big coconut, sweating and drinking coconut water, it seems that life is very enjoyable.

Oh, yes! I burrowed into the bed to warm myself in the cold nights in the north, and she sweated in the bright sun in the south. What does a temperature difference of nearly 50 degrees mean for a person who is afraid of cold? Go without saying.

I clicked on the video she sent with my fingers cold, fantasizing that the whistling north wind outside the window was the sound of the wind and waves on the sea. Suddenly, it occurred to me that on a night like this, would the north wind take my old neighbor's nest? Hurriedly got up and turned off the ceiling light, opened the window with a narrow slit, and looked out. The north wind instantly rushed into my nostrils, and the biting chill made me sneeze violently. Fortunately, the old neighbor's nest is still there.

I slept soundly that night, but when I woke up in the morning, I felt some pain in my head and a blue nose in my nose. At this moment, the golden sunlight sprinkled the room, and the vermilion tree on the windowsill bloomed very delicately, as if the pair of flowers were a strong fiery red, burning out a warm temperature, which made me feel much warmer in an instant.

It's true.

In mid-to-late September, the wives of the owners of the two dogs in the small yard threw many things in the yard and bought new ones. Sister Wang found a lot of furniture and small household appliances back home, and she felt that it was too wasteful to throw them away.

When I got off work, it was dark, and I saw that the pot of flowers she had thrown away in the morning was still in the corner. At first, I thought it was because the leaves of the orchid had withered and yellowed, and it seemed that it could still survive, so I picked it up with the pot.

After dinner, I poured out the sticky, wet soil from a pot the size of a water tank, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a vermilion tree.

People who don't know how to raise flowers may think that no matter how big the flowers, the bigger the pot, the better, and the more soil, the better, but they don't know that some flowers are killed invisibly under this kind of "good intentions".

Vermilion is a perennial herbaceous bulb flower of the Lycoris family, its fat bulb is like an onion, and its verdant leaves are not much different from that of Monarch Orchid. When planting vermilion, at least half of its shallot-like bulb should be exposed, so that it can grow.

Alas! Such a three-five-year-old vermilion tree was submerged by her, and her neck was almost buried on the top of her head with soil, and it was a big fate to die without suffocation.

At this time, I found a mud pot that was suitable for its size and replanted the repaired vermilion. Looking at it, the flower pot the size of the water tank, I am afraid that the one-meter-high fortune tree planting feels too big, so I have to sit aside.

The middle-aged female neighbor who lives across the door from me and moved in the year before is also an excellent flower killer, in my opinion.

Throughout the year, from time to time, you will see her driving back more than a dozen pots of flowers from the flower market, and from time to time, you will also see her putting pots of withered flowers in the corridor to spray medicine and spray water, and the pots of each flower are big, deep, and wet. In a few days, you'll see the flowers in the dumpster that she tried so hard to save her life.

Alas! Spend your life on the line. Raising flowers was originally an elegant thing, but when she got there, well, it became a living history of killing flowers.