The winter solstice does not serve dumpling bowls, and no one cares about freezing ears

Yesterday was the winter solstice, the instructor on duty made dumplings, and posted a picture in the circle of friends, in which several male colleagues tied aprons and wrapped dumplings seriously, and it was drizzling outside the kitchen.

Zhang Mian can feel the full breath of life across the mobile phone screen, imagining that they are waiting for the dumplings to cook in the steaming water, which is anticipation and happiness.

Today is Sunday, and Zhang Mian's group is on duty.

Early in the morning, Zhang Mian rode a battery car all the way to the office.

"It's a coincidence that you're here, just in time." When Zhang Mian arrived in the kitchen, the eldest sister who cooked rice had just lifted the dumpling pot.

"It's better to come early than to come smartly" Zhang Mian took the bowl and chopsticks and scooped up a bowl of dumplings without soup.

Halfway through eating, Ji Heng and the victory over them also came one after another.

"I don't think it's very tasty, but it's because I'm not hungry." Zhang Mian felt disappointed.

"Brother Xuan, it's not that you think it's not delicious." Ji Heng commented while eating a dumpling.

"It's authentic, thick-skinned, stuffed less." Victory continued.

"If I had known, I would have slept a little longer." Zhang Mian was a little disappointed.

When I arrived at the office, as soon as I made tea, two thieves came out one after another.

The first is the theft of the cable in the community, the stolen cable is the cable from the sixth floor to the first floor, the cable break is irregular, it should not be cut with professional tools, and the suspect is estimated to be temporary.

Zhang Mian warned the policeman that in the process of construction in the future, there are valuable raw materials on site, and it is best to arrange someone to take care of them.

In this case, not only was there no one to take care of it, but there was not even a door in the façade room, and the cables were so naked against the road.

The second theft was the theft of a cigarette shop outside the construction site, where thousands of dollars and a few cigarettes were stolen.

Zhang Mian looked at the lock that fell to the ground, it was a very simple small iron lock, estimated to be only two yuan at most in a hardware store.

"No one stays at night." Zhang Mian asked

"No one lives."

"Why don't you take the cash home?"

"Who would have thought that someone would come and steal it."

The common denominator of these two cases is that the victim did not pay attention to the things he needed to take care of, and the time of the payment was at night, giving the thief a chance to take advantage of it.

Thieves and prostitutes are both old professions, and their ability to survive and endure hardship should not be underestimated.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and we must strengthen fire prevention and theft prevention.

Winter is the season when theft is rampant, and thieves also need money for the New Year.

The police have been on call all morning.

Fortunately in the afternoon, the wind and waves were calm, Zhang Mian wrote a community log, and walked a few laps in the yard of the unit.

A few reeds in the dry pond in the courtyard have turned white, shaking their heads in the breeze, and the magnolia under the courtyard wall is still lush and green.

Winter has arrived, and the cold snap is still on the way.

The weather forecast is that it will snow in Shannan next week, and winter snow is too common for Zhang Mian, who has studied in Lanzhou in the northwest and Shenyang in the northeast.

Zhang Mian: At present, the city also has at least one heavy snowfall every winter.

But waiting for the first snow every year has become a psychological ritual for Zhang Mu to face the New Year.

Just like he likes the word "boil tea and listen to the snow", it has never changed after so many years.

When he was in high school, he also wrote a pair of calligraphy with his left hand, "Listen to the Snow Dream Spring Pavilion." ”

It was pasted on the wall directly opposite the hut he and his classmate Su Dong rented. The landlord who was so frightened that he had a nightmare for the winter.

If it snows this year, Zhang Mian will write a poem in his diary on the night of the snow.

In the end, in order to better write a good diary, Zhang Mian decided to read books not only when he went to the toilet from today, but also for half an hour before going to bed.

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Tonight, there are thieves who have no rest except us.

Close the doors and windows, good night to you who have never met you.