When a ray of morning sun shone on the small window, I was woken up by a singing voice from the old neighbor, and through the windowpane I could see a thick layer of snow on the windowsill outside.

I got up from the bed, grabbed a handful of millet in my hand, opened the window sash and sprinkled the millet on the snow on the windowsill. You know, it's hard for anyone to be cold or hungry.

At this moment, the old neighbor was standing at the door of his house, and the black feathers on his head seemed to be stuck to a handful of white snow, which was funny and cute.

A thick layer of snow dragged on the thick branches of the old trees, and the sunlight shone lightly on them. Suddenly, a gust of north wind struck, when the thick branches swayed, the snow on the thin branches fell as if they were so frightened that they could not possess their bodies, as if time had turned back to the spring season, and the apricot blossoms of the trees fell in front of them, like a dream.

The old neighbor's cry at this moment made me feel that it only dared to jump back and forth on a few thick branches in front of the house, but even these short, light jumps seemed to be able to slowly transmit from the thick branches to the thin branches, and then, watching the snowflakes fall. I think I, if it weren't for the cold outside, would have been the same as when I was a child, sitting under a tree at dusk after school and admiring the flowers until I fell asleep.

In the morning, Sister Yan, who hadn't seen her for a long time, sat in the store and chatted with the old girl, and there was a short-haired, square-faced, chubby-like lady sitting next to her.

After a while, Boss Lan walked in with Sha Chenbao and Ma Feng, and everyone began to continue the work that was not completed yesterday.

Because it is not easy to drive in snowy weather, Sha Chenbao said yesterday that he would pick up Boss Lan today. Sister Yan got up and went out at this time, and the old girl said that Sister Yan went to Yu Niannian to get her previous salary, and she herself said that she was recovering well.

At this time, I quietly swept the lady sitting on the chair with the corner of my eye, she did not follow Sister Yan out, it seems that she does not look like the person brought by Sister Yan.

Some small accounts have to be sorted out for Boss Lan to see in person, she is a workaholic when she is serious.

After being busy for a long time, she suddenly stood up and walked up to the lady, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Honey, I forgot about you, I'm sorry." Let me introduce to you, this is Ying Yingli, and the Dahlia you have all heard of is her. came out of He Lingling's place, came to help Xiaosha with her work, busy work, everyone welcomes her! Boss Lan took the lead in applauding.

Oh, it turned out to be Da Li, I've heard it a long time ago, and the Da Li that He Lingling hangs on her lips from time to time is her? It's completely different from what I imagined, and it's really "people can't look good, and the sea can't fight." ”

The old girl brought Dahlia a cup of hot water and let her familiarize herself with the situation in the store first. Sha Chenbao almost nodded at the accounts, and Ma Feng was very serious about comparing them with Boss Lan one by one.

At this moment, the sun shone in through the window, I took a sip of the tea on the table, felt a little cold, boiled another pot of water into the teapot, poured a cup and served it to Sha Chenbao, who was sitting on the chair silently.

In the afterglow, his eyes always seemed to dodge Dahlia, as if something unpleasant had happened between them.

At this time, Sha Chenbao took the water cup and drank it all, looked at me and pursed his lips and smiled. I thought to myself, this kind of tea with his neck tilted and cooed to drink it all the way he drank it, so that he drank a feeling of daughter red, and he only felt that the cup in his hand was smaller, and next time he prepared a rough porcelain bowl for him.

Dahlia, dressed in a green cashmere sweater, always maintains a mysterious Mona Lisa smile on her face. When I looked at her coldly, it was like the green dahlia in the bouquet of chrysanthemums that the eldest sister who sold flowers in the small market in autumn wrapped for me.

Ear-fitting, stove-pit-style short hair, plus a square face, single eyelids and small eyes, and a little chubby figure, the cold eyes look as cute as the little leaves in the cartoon "Smart Yixiu", and they look very pleasing.

It's really hard for me to associate her with He Lingling's "essence of things" that she talks about all day long.

At this moment, seeing her sitting there solemnly, thinking of the "great achievements" she created from He Lingling, I forced back my laughter. Everyone knows that she is the sister-in-law's cousin, but I don't know why Boss Lan arranged her back at this time?

Oh, Sister Yan, who was full of red light, walked in, and it seemed that Yu Niannian was paying her more satisfied with the salary. She pinched her neck and greeted Boss Lan in an octave voice, and her enthusiasm seemed to be able to instantly burn Ma Feng who was in front of Boss Lan into ashes.

Boss Lan introduced Sister Yan to Sha Chenbao and Ma Feng just like he had just introduced Dahlia.

At this moment, the store was lively, Sister Yan pinched her neck and her voice was an octave higher, although Ma Feng spoke with a Liaoning accent, her voice was not low, the buzzing was endless, and Boss Lan, who had a better voice, was not a whisperer, and the old girl was even more coarse and loud, as noisy as many small traders in the small market.

I listened to their gossip and laughter, and counted with my fingers, Boss Lan and Sister Yan belong to the same monkey, Sha Chenbao is a family chicken, plus the hen old girl, Dali If I remember correctly, she is a dog, not counting the mushroom tiger who "lies on the nest" in the small warehouse at this time and does not leave the warehouse door during the day, and I belong to the "yellow croaker loves to slip away", ouch! My God, the whole "chicken, fly, dog jump" and monkey are making trouble.

At this time, the tense and busy atmosphere of reconciliation has disappeared, and it has been replaced by everyone giggling loudly pulling parents to short.

Maybe it's tired, everyone needs to relax, celebrities have said that people who can rest are people who can work.

In Sister Yan's big bag, she can take out delicious things anytime and anywhere, and at this time, I saw her grab a bunch of small snacks and put them on the table for everyone to eat. The old girl and Sister Yan are a pair of foodies, and they are not happy to eat.

I found that although Ma Feng and Dali did not eat as happily as Sister Yan and Lao Ya, they were not inferior in eating energy. Boss Lan doesn't like to eat much, and Sha Chenbao is even more closed, and he doesn't eat a bite. My teeth hurt from time to time, and most of these snacks were so sweet that I wanted to eat them but didn't dare to eat them.

Sister Yan was showing everyone the tight skirt she took off her down jacket, which was probably the most pleasing of all the clothes I saw her wear, although she had too much flesh on her body and wore her clothes out of shape.

It is a simple and slightly elastic skirt, with tiny willow leaves-like silver leaves hanging on fine wool thread woven into a snug skirt, the silver leaves from top to bottom gradually turn golden, walking like a faint wind blowing over the pond, willow leaves swaying back and forth on the water, pleasing to the eye.

I fantasize that if my sister-in-law in a snow-white fox fur coat wears such a dress and stands in the snow, the snowflakes in the sun may not be as dazzling as her, and I don't know how much inferior to her, hehe!

Suddenly, I remembered the old middle-aged man who was clever and announced that he was the boss everywhere, and at this moment, after the illusion burst like a soap bubble, I don't know what I was thinking?

"Honey, you're so pretty." Boss Lan said as he looked her up and down. "Just this dress you can wear when you get married, I can think it's okay!"

"Is it really that pretty? Where's my mirror? Before they could answer, she turned and ran into the small warehouse to look for her old mirror. I guess she'll be alone in front of the mirror for a while.

At this time, Sha Chenbao and Ma Feng looked at each other for a while, and then looked at Dali together, maybe they didn't know how to arrange Dali for a while?

I always thought that Dali hanging on He Lingling's lips was a naughty bun with an ancient face, and today, Dali sat quietly in front of him, without showing his feet at all.

He Lingling often digs corners everywhere to grab talents, and everyone knows it in this small circle. When I first met He Lingling, Boss Lan introduced Dahlia to He Lingling's factory as a baby, and He Lingling was quite satisfied at first, but later, she became the "essence of things" on He Lingling's lips.

Looking up at Dahlia sitting there with a Mona Lisa smile on her face, she was now with her short legs crossed, her hands crossed in a circle on the back of the chair, and her head leaned on the back of her hands. That's like the cutie in the elementary school textbook who leans on the moon boat at night and counts the stars.

He Lingling's factory is on the outskirts of the city, on the edge of a small village with about 30 households, and a dirt road that is not too wide runs from the east end of the village to the west end of the village, and there are not many people walking along the road.

When the factory arrived, the large truck could only be unloaded on the edge of the road in the west of the village, and He Lingling was pulling it back to the factory in the east by herself, and Dali was responsible for driving the delivery back and forth.

He Lingling once said that Dahlia was pulling goods from the factory, and when the workers unloaded the goods, they found that there was an old man in his fifties picking up rags in the goods.

The old man himself said that he was walking on the side of the road, and he didn't know how he was brought to the car, and he didn't want to wander around, so he just lay down in the car and didn't leave. Ask Dali where did the old man come from, Dali doesn't know what's going on at all? In He Lingling's words, if you ask her to do something, she can do something for you anyway.

That day, listening to He Lingling while learning what happened, she choked me and the old girl enough to laugh, which caught up with the big change in magic.

At this time, Sister Yan took enough photos and came out of the small warehouse, sprayed some of Sister Shiitake Mushroom's usual hairspray on her hair, and curled her forehead with a lock of hair, standing stubbornly on it, as if she had just come out of the bathhouse, and her hair was frozen on her head.

At this moment, after turning around in the middle of the ground twice like a model, she put on a down jacket and said that she was going home for dinner. Before leaving, he glanced at Da Li twice, and thoughtfully said to Boss Lan who sent her to the door, asking her to ask Xiaosha, and she would also come back to help.

Seeing Boss Lan laughing, he looked at me on the side and said, "Honey, why should I tell Xiaosha?"