Chapter Seventy-Two: Put Down Your Busy "That Thing"
At this moment, Yu Niannian, who seemed to have laughed enough, stood up, and while walking out, he asked me to settle Master Qin's salary, and today is half a day's salary. Master Qin asked her about her previous one-and-a-half-month salary, and she said that she had nothing to do with her, who owes you whom? Admittedly, her words are true, but the tone is really cold!
Maybe he was too angry, after receiving his salary, Master Qin took off the blue overalls robe on his body, threw it vigorously on the doorknob of the small warehouse, picked up his triangular pocket, turned around and walked out without looking back.
The shop was very quiet, so quiet in an instant that even the sound of Sister Shiitake picking up the canned food and bottle on the table and taking a sip of water could be heard clearly. The jujube and wolfberry soaked in the bottle are dark red in color, and the jujube is very large. Sister Shiitake once said that each one was carefully selected by Master Qin at the morning market.
On a dreary day, no one wants to say a word. At this moment, I found that a thin thorn had been pierced into the abdomen of the ignorant finger of my right hand, and it was hurting. I found a needle in the drawer and picked at the thorn.
At the end of the day, the sky was covered with lead-gray clouds, and the whirring wind rushed from far and near before the rumbling thunder. The autumn rain lingers and melts into everything, and it seems that this autumn has a lot more rain than usual.
Sister Shiitake mushroom, who was worried, always twisted her eyebrows into a pimple. Yu Niannian is not only unemployed, Master Qin is alone, but more or less he has smashed half of Sister Shiitake Mushroom's job?
People are emotional animals, and it is inevitable to fall in love over time. In addition to Master Qin, in Sister Shiitake Mushroom's own words, there is only the eighty-year-old father who is still quite strong, and he still thinks about buying her pig's head meat every day. Just like at noon today, when Sister Shiitake hurriedly ran to the small square and came back, she carried Master Qin's bulging gill triangle pocket in her hand, saying that Master Qin forgot that she didn't bring food, and sat alone in the small square for a morning.
It was a rainy autumn, and the wind was blowing coolly. I was dressed relatively thin yesterday, but now I feel a lot cooler.
Today, when I came in the morning, Sister Shiitake said that in the small branded clothing store that we pass by every day, there was a new batch of autumn and winter clothes, and she liked a woolen coat and asked me to accompany her when I got off work. Now, I reminded her.
If it were a normal time, she would have started to show me how the dress looked good, what kind of bag and shoes she wore on, and if she didn't wear it on her body, she wouldn't be able to sleep all night, etc. Today she just grinned and nodded.
A flock of pigeons quickly swept across the sky overhead, leaving a subtle, pleasant sound of pigeon whistles across the sky.
At this moment, when we were crossing the same road, I grabbed her disobedient hand with my arm, which always wanted to rush forward. In her opinion, crossing the street is as easy and simple as saving up enough for a group of people.
The front of the shop is lit with colorful neon lights, the large glass windows are filled with flowers, and the plaster models inside stand in the light in fashionable clothes, and the dark sky outside the window is lined with colorful and fashionable clothes.
As soon as we stepped through the door, the staff greeted us warmly, unlike any other customer. I know that at this time, I must have stuck to the light of Sister Shiitake Mushroom, she is a first-class guest here, a frequent visitor on the monthly sales list.
Almost every month's salary will be obediently handed over here in the first time. It's true that the fabrics and styles of the clothes here are relatively good, but the price is really not cheap in my opinion, and it may be worth the money.
At this time, Sister Shiitake tried on the woolen coat she liked and walked towards me very confidently from the fitting room. Sweeping away the gloom of the day, she was like a proud princess, walking towards me in her beautiful clothes. I think that time can carve traces on a person's face, and it can also turn green silk into white hair, but it can't hide the brilliance of a girl who is like the beginning of love that flows from the bottom of my heart because of joy.
"Oh! You're so beautiful and look like a proud princess. I sighed.
I'm telling you the truth, and there's no falsehood at all. It was a sapphire blue mid-length coat, and the blue color was very authentic. Then, there were rough black lattices that were intertwined, some of the size of the blue-and-white checkered sheets we used in the earliest homes. The simple style is just like the trend of improving the cheongsam, which was as retro and nostalgic as it was in the early 90s. At this time, it is soft and thick to the touch with your hands, and it feels extremely comfortable and at the same time, the wearer can also show a unique fashion, and it is also very age-reducing.
At this time, the satisfied sister Shiitake bought this coat. Seeing her happily swiping the card to pay, at this time, even if the price of this coat is increasing by a few hundred yuan, she will definitely buy it, and she also suggested that I buy one too.
Oh! I looked at the price tag of more than 3,000 oceans, which is equivalent to more than a month's salary, and hesitated in my heart for a long time, and finally, I decided not to buy it for the time being. Actually, I quite like this coat.
When we came out of the shop, it was raining outside, and the clerk was smiling and holding an umbrella while hailing a taxi for us and paying the fare. Although it was raining outside, business in the small shop was surprisingly good.
A string of pearl-like streetlights is thrown in the rearview mirror of a taxi, and the reflection of the long street is eerie in the howling autumn rain. The neon lights on the high-rise buildings not far away slowly lift the dark veil of the night with a seemingly more eye-catching flicker at this time.
At noon the next day, I was sitting at my desk sorting out some accounts on my computer.
Yu Niannian walked over and pulled a chair and sat at a forty-five degree angle opposite me, cocking Erlang's legs, shaking incessantly.
The pair of black leather boots with stiletto heels and pointed toes above the knees on her feet were big brands that she spent more than 1,900 yuan to ask Du Juan to buy at the purchase price for her in the mall for several years ago. The quality is really good, and because she wears it very carefully, the upper remains brand new, and not a single pleat is useless. At this moment, just in the position of her calf, the zipper on her boot was slightly out of shape because her leg was too thick.
She wore a khaki trench coat with the familiar little gauze skirt underneath. The upper body is made of a very short piece of pink, separated by a small bow above the chest, and the light gray skirt on the lower body is a very typical Korean costume.
When I first saw her, I always thought that she was Korean, and I wanted to eat Korean pickles for some reason. Maybe it's because I'm a lonely person, but I just know that Korean pickles taste good. Later, once when everyone was having dinner together, the Chinese general manager asked her if she was of Korean nationality? She said it was Han.
She has good facial features, that is, a pair of small eyes that appear smaller against the backdrop of the big face, and they also grow into a triangular shape. There was also one of her mouths that grew into a triangular shape, and the two corners of her mouth were pointed like awls on her face when she smiled, as if they could pierce both of her faces in an instant.
I've been obsessed with her hair for so many years, and I've never seen her black hair at all, always dyed that burnt yellow color and cut very short. Trying to get her to grow her long hair, even if it's just up to her shoulders, I think it's harder than climbing to the sky, for her. It may be that the hair is too little and too rushing, it is all small hairs, and after the operation of dyeing and perming, the hair will become burnt paste. I know that hair quality is innate. It's just like Nizi's smooth and shiny hair, which grew like that when she was a child. Of course, you can gradually change the hair quality the day after tomorrow, but you have to take care of it carefully for three or five years. Yu Niannian's heart is not on her hair, and her hair has remained this burnt yellow color for so many years.
She tilted her head and glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, fiddling with a diamond ring on her finger with both hands. One moment he raised his hand high for others to see, and the next he put his hand in front of his eyes for his own appreciation. I've never been interested in jewelry, but I think that the ten bright red fingernails she paints all year round are much more eye-catching than the diamond rings on her fingers.
Du Juan used to tell me that Yu Nian is very beautiful, and her bright red lips are the so-called "bright red lips" embroidered at a high price in the beauty salon. Ten bright red fingernails can bring out the whiteness of the fingers, and she likes to cover her mouth when she smiles, and the fingernails echo each other with her lips.
She has a lot of bright red pajamas, and she is as red as a flame at night when she is at home. I have never seen what I dressed up at home on New Year's Eve. But from Cuckoo's description and her usual looks, I can think of it.
"Well, has Cuckoo registered with her husband? Just that man, he is so poor that he rings in the local mountains, and I don't even want to lift my shoes for nothing! Yu Nian said fiercely. Bah! "
I turned my head and looked around, and then I was with her in the store.
I didn't say anything, who knows who she was talking to? Although, it's just us, so I'm not sure she's talking to me? Boss Yu of a foreign family is happy and talking to himself? At this point, I continued to busy my accounts.
She stood up, walked over to my desk and knocked on the computer's monitor case.
"Shall I speak to you? Put down your busy "That thing!" She said in a commanding tone.
I looked up at her, thinking that the accounts that I had been busy with all day long were just "that thing" in Boss Yu's mind. Maybe it's better to leave it aside and chat with Boss Yu for a while than to do "that thing" stupidly!
"Heh, do you need me to answer any questions? Then please ask me the question you just asked, I didn't know you were talking to me. I said as I poured a glass of water.
"You're deliberately angry with me!" She said. "I'm your boss now!"
"How can it? They're all old friends. How well you got along with the cuckoo at the beginning, and me. I said.
At this moment, she looked up at the ceiling and rolled her eyes a few times. After repeating what he had just said, he looked at me.
"Ah, Cuckoo hasn't been in touch with me for a long time. However, last time she said she did not register with her husband. The reason is that her husband's house is in the countryside of her hometown, and she can't live in the past. I said. I know that from the beginning to the present, she is extremely unoptimistic about Du Juan's husband. I was very puzzled, and I thought to myself, if I didn't register my marriage with you, what did you do?