In the afternoon, Nangong Jin left the company early, and without the pressure of the boss, Yan Bei started all kinds of waves again. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

Embroidery, gossip and gossip, an afternoon full and happy.

However, the other group of employees caught a glimpse of her being so profligate, and they couldn't help but start to doubt the workload of the assistant to the chairman.

Especially Zhang Lina's group, they also deliberately sneaked to take advantage of Yan Bei's time to go to the pantry, ran to her desk and took a bunch of photos, ready to catch Yan Bei's handle.

Unexpectedly, these photos were all neatly classified and neatly arranged documents, and there was no handle to grasp at all, and Zhang Lina was almost angry to death.

Yan Bei looked at this group of beam-jumping clowns in the dark, and only felt helpless and funny.

With such laughter and laughter, the day passed quickly, and in the afternoon, Gong Ziming came to pick up Yan Bei, and the mother and son went straight to the largest vegetable market in the capital.

After parking the car, the mother and son came to the door of the vegetable market together, smelling the fishy smell wafting from inside, Gong Ziming began to think about why he agreed to Yan Bei's request in the morning and accompanied her to buy vegetables in this kind of place.

Yan Bei was walking in front, but he didn't hear footsteps behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Gong Ziming carrying a pair of sunglasses in his hand, staring at the ground with disgust.

The vegetable market, coming and going, in and out, there are water stains on the ground and garbage left by transport vehicles, although it is very clean compared to ordinary vegetable markets, but for Gong Ziming, the eldest young master who has never been to the vegetable market since he was a child, it is simply a disaster.

Looking at the pair of white casual shoes on his feet, Gong Ziming swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and retreated in his heart.

He raised his head, looked at Yan Bei, and asked in a tangled way, "Why don't you go by yourself, I'll wait for you in the car?" ”

"No! You've promised me that morning. Yan Bei shook his head, his tone very resolute.

When Gong Ziming heard her tone, he began to be a little irritable, and asked unhappily: "Why do you have to accompany you to this kind of place?" Can't you call your uncle? He's sure will. ”

Not only willingly, but also happy!

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows, pointed to the passers-by around him who were looking at his mother and son with strange eyes, and said jokingly: "Everyone is watching, you come over quickly." ”

"I don't! I refuse! Unless you give me a reason to convince me! ”

Gong Ziming tried to struggle, and even wanted to turn around and run, but when facing Yan Bei's threatening black eyes that wanted to smile or not, he still couldn't raise the courage to escape.

"Look at people." Yan Bei raised his hand and pointed to the vegetable market, Gong Ziming followed her gaze and saw many women, holding environmental protection bags in one hand and children in the other, laughing and laughing with children while shopping for vegetables, the picture was very warm.

Seeing this scene, Gong Ziming couldn't help but search for such a sense of warmth in his childhood memories, but found that the most vivid memory was not long ago, when he was comforted by the young mother in his arms in front of him.

He seems to have something less than the others should have......

"Hurry up, come here." The woman in front of him is beckoning, is he in the past or in the past?

The white casual shoes lifted forward and took a slight step forward...... It doesn't seem to be particularly difficult to accept such a touch.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

"Hey, hey! Slowly! Yan Bei couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to step forward and pulled this outrageously cautious older child over.

He raised his hand and straddled his arm, and naturally walked towards the vegetable market, searching for the ingredients he needed with his eyes comparable to rays as he went.

Stopped in front of a vegetable stall and pointed to several things: "This, this, this, boss, you can give me some." ”

"Okay!" The proprietress responded happily, and while taking the dishes, she couldn't help but glance at Gong Ziming beside Yan Bei with her eyes, and asked with a smile:

"Sister, this can't be your son, right?"

"Yes, it's my son." Yan Bei nodded, proudly glanced at the handsome face of the kid next to him, and asked without shyness: "Eldest sister, do you think my son looks like me?" Is it as good-looking as me? ”

The proprietress really looked at the mother and son carefully for a while, and then shook her head and said with a smile:

"It's like a look, but girl, your son is more handsome than you!"

"Really?" Yan Bei raised his hand in disbelief and touched his face, then looked at Gong Ziming, whose face suddenly flushed beside him, and muttered in a serious voice:

"Not to mention, it seems to be a little better than me...... But it also inherited my excellent genes, otherwise how could it be so handsome......"

Gong Ziming: Mom, do you want to have a face?

At this time, the proprietress handed over the packed dishes, and Gong Ziming, who couldn't stand his mother's praise for a long time, hurriedly took the dishes and carried them, hurriedly threw out a hundred whole dollars, and dragged Yan Bei away.

Unexpectedly, Yan Bei pulled him back in reverse, and said angrily: "What are you anxious about when you haven't found the money yet?" ”

"It's only a hundred." Gong Ziming said speechlessly.

But I didn't expect this sentence to touch the bottom line of Yan Bei's view of money, and the appearance that was still smiling just now suddenly closed, and the positive color on his face saw that Gong Ziming was not confident enough, and said flatteringly: "Then, then wait for her to find money, don't look at me like that......"

"Come, sister, give you change, I will charge you a total of 100 yuan, and the vegetable money is 35 yuan and 8 cents, and I will give you a change, and I will charge you 35 yuan for the vegetable and find you 65 yuan." The proprietress counted as she handed the change to Yan Bei.

When Yan Bei received the money, seeing that the atmosphere of the mother and son was a little wrong, he persuaded with a smile:

"Sister, don't be angry with young people, it's already a rare filial piety that the child is willing to accompany you to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, there is no need to be angry for a little thing, just say something slowly, don't be angry."

Yan Bei wasn't angry, but he didn't like Gong Ziming's big attitude, thanked the proprietress for her kindness, and continued to take Gong Ziming to the fresh meat area.

On the way, seeing Gong Ziming's atmosphere, he didn't dare to breathe, for fear of doing it himself, he couldn't help laughing again, and said patiently:

"A hundred yuan is really not much for our family's current situation, but I don't want you to become the kind of person who spends money lavishly, and the current capital in the family is not blown by the wind, but your grandfather started from scratch and built it step by step."

"Every penny has been paid for blood and sweat, even if we have money now, we can't casually live up to the ...... of our ancestors"

"Mom, stop for a moment! I understand the reasoning, please stop chattering, okay? Seeing that Yan Bei still had to continue his education, Gong Ziming hurriedly admitted his mistake.