"you, who ate his pig's head, so I don't eat that stuff?" Giggled, and laughed wildly when he finished speaking.

"I didn't eat, don't laugh, don't laugh." I said.

Giggles, giggles, she laughed even more, I don't know what she laughed for and tears were about to flow, and I was amused by her laughter, maybe that's the most plausible explanation for "to each his own". Hehe!

When I woke up in the morning, the sky was covered with gray clouds and mist.

At this moment, pushing open the window and looking at the old tree, the magpie stood at the door of its house, measuring the thickness of the leaden clouds in the sky with his eyes, and at the same time opening his mouth and singing, and began to open his life all day and night.

The leaves are too green to be green, and only this time next year will there be such a green scene. The tall buildings in the distance were already clearly visible to most of the bodies hidden in the mist, and the small part that was exposed seemed dim again.

If not, there is a screen in the window, and a sparrow will break into the house. It must be because the bright colors of the begonia flowers on the windowsill attract them every day. At this time, open the screen window and put a handful of millet on the windowsill.

At this moment, the weather was a little stuffy, and the gray clouds in the distant sky were overwhelming, and it must have been a heavy rain brewing.

This morning, I saw the boss lady following behind the boss at a distance of about two meters, and sat down one after the other to have a morning meeting for everyone.

The boss still flipped through the notebook without lifting his eyelids, and read the discipline set for everyone in his mouth. The proprietress doesn't seem to be able to change for a while, and the "cut" that raises the corners of her mouth to cooperate with the boss will live behind closed doors, and the two in-laws are a family. As for what happened at home, what does it have to do with the employees?

But the proprietress sat down at the table from beginning to end, and after listening for a while, she went to pace up and down the corridor.

As a hunch, I thought the page had been turned on when the boss had a falling out with the boss's wife. Just like Sister Shiitake said, she really has a pair of fiery eyes.

The elated Sister Yan, contrary to the normalcy of the past few days, not only did not frown slightly because a large number of newly established disciplines were on the way to you, but complained that the boss had set fewer rules. I didn't understand what Sister Yan meant for a while, and I didn't want to collide with everyone's eyes, looking at each other, but fortunately I closed my eyes and bowed my head to rest for a while.

In the past few days, there have been a lot of things at work, the factory machinery is broken and repaired, and if it is repaired, there is no time for it to go well.

Aftermarket installation questions are stacked one after the other, piled up like a hill. In addition, the boss's phone is sometimes turned on and sometimes turned off, and he is always unable to be contacted at the most critical time. Moreover, the most uncomfortable thing is that there has been no dime of wages for more than two months, and it seems that not only the people in the factory are panicking.

At this time, except for the boss talking to Sister Yan, the morning meeting seemed quiet.

Often, when the phone can be reached, I repeat it a few times, and I usually don't get it to the morning meeting, no matter how many people are in the meeting. I don't know if I've been pampering my boss's face or if I'm reticent in my own character.

Sister Yan can say whatever she wants, because she has the backing of an active partner in the capital market who lends her boss funds to turn over business. As soon as I thought of this, I thought that if I had the capital to lend money to others to turn around the business, how could the gold bracelet incident happen?

Presumably it must have been a misunderstanding, and he must have followed the boss and the boss to turn the page directly. tore up the previous script and rewrote the plot, just like the director of the movie holding a loudspeaker and shouting loudly at the shooting site: Cut out the part just now, remake and reshoot, the two of you fall in love and go for a snack, and enter the state in an all-round way......

At this time, the sky was cloudy and the light rain fell on my hair and shoulders, and I held an umbrella in my hand to cover the petite body of the proprietress and asked me to carry her to the car.

At this time, the rain was not falling heavily, but she was very careful to avoid it, probably for fear that the rain would wet her newly purchased skirt and shoes, and once the color faded, it would not look good.

A large flared hakama with a black gauze base printed with countless colorful flower butterflies.

It may be that the proprietress is so thin that she can't wear this hakama, and at this moment, the butterfly printed on it seems to be pulling down her wings in the rain, listless. A pair of green deerskin stiletto heels with red soles are studded with dazzling colored rhinestones on the front face. I really want to wrap her shoes in a plastic bag and put them in her pockets, and let her walk barefoot in the rain for a while.

At this time, the boss stood next to the car and handed me a slightly grateful look, his expression seemed to be smiling, and I really couldn't see the reason on his black briquette-like face.

Watching the car of the boss and the boss disappear into the rain and fog, I realized that although the rain did not look heavy, my white short-sleeved shirt was already soaked, and at this time, the traces of black underwear were clearly printed, which was a little embarrassing.

Although, as soon as the boss was there, he told everyone that the factory is now in some difficulties and needs capital turnover. Everyone's salary will be paid, but it will be a later day. However, it is difficult to concentrate on the work of the big guys. Speaking of which, the wage earners rely on this salary every month to make a living, is it possible to drink the northwest wind?

When I went back, Sister Shiitake was counting down Sister Yan's things. I didn't go to talk, and I knew that I couldn't talk to anything, and I really didn't have anything to talk about, so I got used to her occasional fairy tales.

Master Qin seemed to be nothing busy, followed behind Sister Shiitake Mushroom, and when she wanted to sit down, he pulled over a chair and pounced on it with his hand a few times, and after a while, he handed over the glass cans and bottles that she drank water from, and there were jujubes and wolfberries soaked there, and the color was really rich.

I heard Sister Shiitake said that Master Qin cleaned the jujubes he bought one by one, dried them naturally, and then baked them one by one in the electric cake pot to produce a burnt taste. After cooling, put it in a sealed bottle, put a few in it when soaking in water, and put a small handful of wolfberries in it, which is beautiful and delicious.

I don't know how Sister Shiitake sent a signal to let the men who like her serve her, but I think it must be an invisible charm.

I have seen countless couples of men and women in love, and I have seen countless couples in love, but I have never found that the man behaves so only in front of people.

If Sister Shiitake is a rich woman, there is nothing to blame, there must always be some people who bow their heads and lower their eyebrows for money. At this time, I only secretly serve as a retired old woman's shiitake sister, although I am not poor financially, but I can't say that I am rich, but I have an unusual charm.

When I got off work, I deliberately mentioned the topic of Master Qin a few times, but all of them were blocked by Sister Shiitake who was holding my arm.

It seems that I am really not the material of the matchmaker, even if the two of them are like each other, in my opinion. It's also possible that Sister Shiitake thinks I'm much younger than her and not suitable to be an intermediary. This reminds me of the time when Cuckoo sent me a cruel blow on the way off work, and it was I who said something that made Cuckoo follow her husband's idea. Du Juan felt that I was two years younger than her, and that my children were several years older than hers, and that my emotional experience was too simple to understand the complex diversity of feelings.

Yes, I was introduced by an old man as soon as I went to work at the age of twenty-two, and I got married after a few months of getting along with the piglet, and I have had children until now. It's too simple to be simple, it's so bland that it can't be bland, and when you think about it, it's like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

I don't know how many people have never been in a relationship before they got married, but they have only met a few times, and they are all at the dinner table.

At the time, I swore I didn't know what Piggy was thinking. Knowing that you eat very little, but you order a table of dishes every time, what is the difference between treating yourself and treating yourself now? It's also possible that this is where he used his brain.

At this moment, a gentle and warm wind blew.

In the western sky, the dusk and sunset are quiet and picturesque, and the wisps of golden light shine through the clouds onto the road, and the red, yellow, and orange wildflowers that cannot be named are rushing through the granite blocks on the side of the road to the flower beds.

At this moment, the flowers are drunk with the sunset, just like a girl standing shyly, and like a drunken beauty, leaning on the railing and sleeping.

"You take my phone and take a few pictures of me, you have to take a good picture of me?" Giggled, and laughed enough to himself after saying that.

Sister Shiitake said this to make people strangely nervous, and laughing is strangely relaxed, between this strange nervousness and strange slackness, I can't help but have to serve her well.

"Okay, the person who looks at the photo mainly looks at the clothes you wear and the bag in your hand, and what your face looks like is secondary." I said, hehehe......

I put the mushroom sister in the phone in the middle, at this moment, the flowers in the flower bed seem to have all opened their eyes at once, and when she was shocked by her beautiful clothes and had nowhere to hide, she pressed the shutter and took many photos in a row, until the mushroom sister thought she was very satisfied, and then she could move forward.

It seems that when I am with her, I am obedient to the ground, is it because she does everything like an order, so that I do it unconsciously?

I don't know where this power comes from, but I did everything she said meticulously, maintaining my usual stability, not being smart at all, playing a special case or anything. For example, once, in order to shoot her "fashion drama", Sister Shiitake dressed up for a long time, and when the selfie stick was really out of reach, she asked her aunt to shoot for more than ten minutes, and in order to keep smiling, her face stiffened.

Finally, when I went home and looked at the photo, I was dumbfounded, and the eldest aunt asked her to retreat in order to get a panoramic view. It's all in the picture, but she's as big as an ant! Ha ha!