Outside a small window, rain and snow are still falling.

When the rain came, the north wind did not leave, it was entangled and scorched, and suddenly a light rain fell rapidly, and suddenly scattered snowflakes drifted. The world of confusion and confusion makes people fall into a period of confusion, not knowing where to go tomorrow?

At this point, I turn on my computer and start the busy day. Ma Feng, who was sitting on the side, rolled his eyes from time to time and floated towards me. I can't think of anything she wants to dump. As her name suggests, she's like a hornet, buzzing around you whenever she thinks you've violated her territory or threatened her.

If at some point, she can really verify her own ideas, at that moment, she is sure to sting.

About half an hour later, Sister Yan shouted Ma Feng in the small warehouse. There are still more than a dozen pages left in my account book, and after Dahlia soaked it in water, when I wrote in the book, I was always pierced by the pen. Get a new one, I took out a new account book from the drawer and continued to write. Because I had to copy some of the contents of the old account book, the two books were reversed up and down.

"What are you copying? Why do you want to memorize two books? Ma Feng suddenly stood in front of me and said.

At this time, she is more like an invigilator who caught a student in the examination room who was holding someone else's paper and copying wildly. I didn't notice when she was standing in front of me, and at this moment, she picked up the two ledgers and compared them.

"Ah, the last few pages of the old ledger have been overshadowed, and the new ones are replaced. If you don't copy some of the previous content, you can't continue it. I said.

She took it to the side and looked at it carefully for ten minutes, and then gave it back to me. Although, I didn't say anything, but my eyes were full of doubts. I continued to keep my head down and keep a note. The rain and snow may have condensed into Xiaoice hail at this time, and the sound of smashing against the window was heard.

If the most feared thing by the merchant is the goodwill, then for the part-time worker, isn't the most feared thing to lose the trust of the boss?

Perhaps, Ma Feng will not understand what is the minimum professional ethics as a sales and financial personnel? However, at this point, I don't want to explain anything more to her.

I never had the slightest thought of blaming them and her husband and wife, even if she asked me to carry the melon seeds to her car that day. Whether it's a misunderstanding or an unreasonable, in short, it's a show that meets a soldier, and it's unreasonable. Besides, between me and her, there is still a Boss Lan who constantly invites him to eat in front of Sha Chenbao, and Ma Feng will inevitably bow and snake.

At this moment, Ma Feng answered the phone with one hand, picked up the car key with the other and walked outside the store, the quartz clock on the wall had a clock hand of 45 degrees north-west, and the minute hand pointed due south.

Dali, lazily half-lying on the table and keeping accounts, is like the wild orange cat in the small yard lying next to the dry grass pile basking in the noon sun, even if you walk over, as soon as the artemisia has a handful of hair, it only half-opens one eye and glares at you, and after calling weakly twice, it continues to bask in the sun. She wore an orange pullover sweater today.

"I got up and went to buy food, and I won't be able to sell it in a while?" I said by tapping my fingers on the table.

"I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry!" Dahlia squeezed a few words out between her teeth.

"Look at your little bit of breath, must you have drunk too much last night? When you go home, didn't your husband beat you up? Sister Yan, did Dahlia drink Mengquan last night? I shouted as I spoke.

"She didn't drink last night, and I'll go out and buy food for you to bring back." After Sister Yan finished speaking, she walked to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

"Oh, I thought you drank too much, you were too lazy to do this, why are you?" With that, I flicked several brains on Dahlia's head until she sat up straight.

"Last night, I made dumplings with my mother until midnight, and I was so tired that I couldn't sleep in the second half of the night." Da Li said, "The stupid wife waited for the man to stare dryly." ”

"Oh, your husband didn't come home all night? Then you'll have to ask. I said.

"I mean, the person who said I was going to eat didn't come." Dahlia said.

"Who, how could it? I didn't believe it when I said it in front of several people. I said.

"You ask Lao Yan to go, the two of us sat awkwardly in the store for more than half an hour, and a phone call said that it was another day." Dahlia said. "Yes, I called and said it was another day." Sister Yan, who came to the door, said.

"Oh, it may be the reason for the rain and snow, change to a good day with wind and sunshine, you can call her and ask her to make up for it." I say

"She must not have missed the appointment on purpose, that's not her style of doing things." Sister Yan said.

Da Li sat there, suddenly giggled for a while, stood up and stretched his waist and said slowly: "I'll go out for a walk and help you bring the food back, Lao Yan, I'll go." ”

I came to the window to see how the rain and snow were falling outside. I hope it's a little smaller.

In the small white square, for a moment, it is impossible to tell whether it is winter or spring. That is, there is the cold of the snow in winter, and there is also the breath of melting ice and snow in spring.

I think that under the soil of that small flower bed, the seeds of all kinds of hollyhocks, chrysanthemums, begonias, cockscombs, morning glories, and roses are germinating, and in the blink of an eye, they will give birth to a vigorous spring. Although, now I only see a layer of white snow and a few yellow-brown dead grasses covering it, and there is no spring.

The gaze stretched out at a forty-five degree angle to the right of the small flower bed, and there was only a white expanse in the middle, and in the middle there was a small pond filled with snow, and in the summer a small pond where lotus flowers could be seen. In my impression, the figure wearing dark blue pajamas, standing in the autumn breeze and looking at the dead branches of a failed lotus flower, is still in a daze. Is he missing, the summer of a lotus flower?

Last autumn, on a whim, I also stood at sunset, the blood-red sunset stretched the shadows until they jumped on the dead branches of the lotus flowers. Following his example, he put his hands behind his back and looked at the dead branches swaying in the wind in a daze. I wanted to find and appreciate the inspiration for the beauty of the lotus blossoms, but I found nothing.

When the autumn wind blew overhead, the sunset gradually set in the western mountains, and the darkening night blurred the branches of the withered lotus, he suddenly realized that there was a bright lotus flower blooming in his heart. is like a short-lived love, but it beautifies his life.

The quiet and beautiful small square unconsciously freezes too many beautiful scenery of the four seasons in the memory, inviting it to come, but lingering but not going.

Whether it is the old people and children who come out to bask in the sun on the ambiguous days, or the alpacas who often come out to sell cuteness at that time. By the way, there is also the dream sister Shiitake Mushroom leading her little granddaughter to feed the pigeons in the small square, and the picture is unusually beautiful.

"The meal is back." Dahlia came in with a cold air.

"Thank you, Dahlia." I say.

"It's useless for you to give me less, eat while it's hot." Dahlia said, "Lao Yan, Lao Yan, you dead ghost, hurry up and come out to eat......"

A month later, at noon, I sat at my desk in the store and looked at the sky outside the window in a daze, thinking about the beautiful wind and sunshine outside, and the golden spring flowing in the sunshine.

"Lao Yan, Lao Yan, you dead ghost, come out to eat, come out for a casual meal......" Dali shouted, giggling and stuffing me with a pair of convenient chopsticks.

A bowl of Lanzhou ramen is covered with a few oily green coriander leaves, and a spoonful of crimson chili peppers is surrounded by a circle of chili oil, like cherries from a cherry tree.

Since the beginning of the week, Dahlia has been eating loose meals every day. At this moment, the power went out in the store, and we were all eating noodles with the lights off.

In less than a week, Sha Chenbao and Ma Feng's tenure as bosses is coming to an end, and whose hand will Boss Lan take to office, is it Suo Jincan and Liang Bing? Or, is it an unreliable old man who is making a comeback? None of this seems to me to matter anymore. Iron employees, flowing bosses, will be a thing of the past.

I retreated because of the deeper and deeper misunderstanding between me and Sha Chenbao and Ma Feng. Admittedly, I don't blame Boss Lan for sowing discord out of nothing, if she doesn't scatter people's hearts and put everyone in danger, how can she enter the house in a grand manner and display her own talents? As the saying goes, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.

Life is a long road, friends meet and walk, she knows me, better than I know her.

She knew that I would never pick up the arrow she threw at her and slam it at her. If there was a light that could illuminate the process of her flying out of the dark arrow, would she be embarrassed?

At this time, I don't worry about what others think of me, I only measure whether my morals are high or not.

Perhaps, many years later, when she was still nestled in the cab of the car, smoking a cigarette and spitting out smoke, peeking deep into her heart, she suddenly realized that the softest place in her heart was a friend like me, and she could not forget.

In the past few days, I got up early to enjoy the spring, and suddenly felt that the spring was picturesque.

The east wind blows, sending wisps of warmth, beautiful spring, and infinite beauty. The apricot blossoms are blooming quietly in the spring rain, and the green willows like smoke ripple lightly on the water. The fruit plum and flower plum that flower first and then the leaves, raise the smiling faces of water pink, rose pink, cinnabar, and purple, and the sun is shining and extremely delicate.

The six petals are like a golden trumpet, singing a hymn to spring.

"The pear blossom loses a section of snow white, and the snow loses a section of pear blossom fragrance." At this moment, the pear blossoms, which are so white that they seem to be glowing, are dressed in the wordless coat of snow, and make spring on the branches.

The swallows that flew back from the south found their old home, and the sun rose early in the east.

After a year, the old neighbor who got up early with the sun became more stable after another year, and even the sound of a high and low pitch was like a single voice.

Look at it dressed in black and beautiful feathers, standing on the branches of old trees, jumping back and forth between them. Suddenly, a little sparrow that is not afraid of people, if there is no screen window to block it at this time, will crash into the house, it must have taken Huang Dengdeng's bouquet of gentleman orchids, as a rare food, and wanted to take a few bites to eat.