When my father woke up, the master who changed the lock was near, and Cang Mo was telling the lock master: It doesn't matter how much it costs, the best lock must be used. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

While removing the broken lock, the lock changer asked Cang Mo how the lock was broken.

Cang Mo hesitated for a moment and said that he was kicked away by himself, and after hearing this, the lock changer looked Cang Mo up and down again, and then asked Cang Mo what was wrong.

Cang Mo did not answer.

Seeing that Cang Mo laughed dryly, he didn't give an accurate answer, so he stopped talking about himself and began to change the lock quietly.

"What's going on?" As soon as Cang Mo's father woke up, he saw someone changing the lock, and immediately asked Cang Mo anxiously.

"It's okay, the lock is broken, change it." Cang Mo's words covered up all his worries last night.

After about an hour, the lock was changed, and Cang Mo was repeatedly sure that the lock was not firm when the lock master was leaving? Although he knew that a door lock was nothing to 101 people, it was still stronger and more secure, wasn't it?

The lock changer smiled and said Are you worried that your house is going to be burglarized? This lock is already the best, so Cang Mo relieved himself a little, paid the money, and said goodbye to the lock change master.

Cang Mo thought in his heart that it was not, my family might not be a big thief when it would be, but he still smiled and said no, and then sent the lock changer away.

Then Cang Mo went to eat the breakfast made by his mother, and at the dinner table, Cang Mo once again said that they should go back abroad.

What did the desert's father say? Are we old? Are you going to leave if you dislike it? Cang Mo explained no, but he didn't dare to say that they were in personal danger in Xizhou City now, because he was afraid that if he said it, his parents would be restless and thinking about what psychological problems they were making all day long.

But if he didn't say it, his parents would still misunderstand his meaning and be more determined to stay in Xizhou City, wouldn't it be worth the loss.

After thinking about it for a while, Cang Mo still chose the former.

Don't say.

Cang Mo turned around and let his parents return to China, and in the end, there were even some sparks, and several people broke up unhappily.

Cang Mo went to work angrily after eating, and smoked another cigarette on the way.

Cang Mo just can't control smoking, after all, it is a person who is addicted to smoking, now Cang Mo wants to smoke when he is irritable, wants to smoke when he is anxious, wants to smoke when he is lonely, in short, he can't leave a pack of cigarettes at any time, and completely forgets his illness.

Otherwise, you can't smoke too much.

After smoking a cigarette, Cang Mo started the engine and drove to work.

But he suddenly felt uneasy again, and wanted to tell his parents to be careful at home and try not to go out, but because he couldn't put down the corner of his mouth at the dining table just now, he hesitated and entangled for a while, and Cang Mo still sent a text message to his parents:

I'm not at home to be careful, if that little rabbit cub comes to you, remember to call the police or tell me as soon as possible.

There was no reply, but Cang Mo was sure that his parents had seen it.

At such an old age, he still has a temper, Cang Mo shook his head and muttered to himself: "No one is worry-free." ”

But duplicitous, Cang Mo is still afraid that something will happen to his parents, or that his younger brother will leave completely.

It's scary.

After arriving at the police station, they inevitably had to fight with Zhang Group again, and the two complained to each other for a day, which made Cang Mo's bad mood continue from the morning to the end of work in the afternoon.

But after getting off work, the director held another meeting and scolded Cang Mo and Zhang Gu, saying that the two of them had not found anything to use at all, and they would inevitably be found by Zhang Gu.

Ah, it's annoying.

Cang Mo quietly lit a cigarette after work, thinking that he would go home after smoking, but when he was halfway through the smoke, Cang Mo suddenly realized that he had subconsciously lit a cigarette, and Cang Mo quickly extinguished his half-smoked eye, and threw the remaining half of the box of cigarettes in his pocket into the trash.

If you can't see it, you don't want to smoke it so much.