"It's fine." The backhand wrapped around Wei Lan's waist and brought the person into his arms, "It's just a little hot." ”

Gu Chao half-closed his eyes, just hugged her and lay down, feeling infinitely comfortable in his heart.

"Hot?"

"Hmmm......"

"A few days ago, there was a small shop in the street, and there were old popsicles for sale, so I went to buy two and came back."

Wei Lan raised her head, and her peach blossom eyes looked seriously at Gu Chao's angular handsome face.

Because it was lying on his chest, the long hair spread out on his chest, like vines entangled, and it was difficult to distinguish between you and me when it was intimate.

Gu Chao even confined her waist, "No, just lie back." ”

"You wait for me, soon! I promise. Rubbing away the beads of sweat from Gu Chao's sideburns, Wei Lan struggled to get up, and before Gu Chao grabbed her, she opened the door and closed the door, all in one go.

After saying hello to Wei's mother and asking her to look at the two little ones in the courtyard, Wei Lan turned around and went out, but was hugged by Xiao Chen at the door:

"Where is Mom going? I'm going too. ”

"Gardenia! Gardenia also goes! ”

One hugging his thighs, the other reaching for hugs, like chicks waiting to be fed.

"I'll go to the shop and I'll be back in a moment." Wei Lan couldn't cry or laugh, and touched the top of the heads of the two little guys respectively, "It's so hot outside, you two are waiting at home, okay?" ”

Xiao Chen's fleshy lips pursed and he hesitated.

Wei Yi raised his little chubby face and took the lead in making a request, "That aunt, the Arctic Ocean, want to drink the Arctic Ocean!" ”

"Okay, I'll buy it for you." Wei Lan nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen hurriedly said, "Mom, I want it too!" ”

A child is a child, and it is easily influenced by the people around them.

No matter how precocious he is, it can't change the fact that Xiaochen is only a little over four years old now.

"Okay, buy them all." Wei Lan smiled and kissed Xiao Chen on the face.

This is the time of the day when the sun is the most poisonous, the temperature outside is very high, urging the two little ones to enter the house to play, Wei Lan turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Today's streets and alleys are surprisingly crowded, with a few familiar faces in between.

Wei Lan was forced by Wei's mother to talk about her daily routines before, and knew that they were all workers, most of them worked in nearby department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives, and some worked in textile factories a little farther away.

Their salaries are good, and those who do a good job, that is, the so-called excellent employees, can also receive additional ticket subsidies during the New Year.

Wei Xueliang and Wei's mother both have allowances, Wei Lin and Song Qi also have their own jobs, and the Wei family is rich, so naturally they will not be envious.

But these people, in the eyes of others, are fragrant and sweet.

Department stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, textile factories, and then any meat factory, all belong to the state-run, once you enter, it is an iron rice bowl.

Among these people, there are those who honestly earn money to support their families, and some who are arrogant, but under the long-term praise and envy of those around them, it is easy to drift and forget the roots.

The scenery is certainly beautiful, but those are in the past.

Now on their faces, all of them are expressions:

Helpless grief and indignation.

It is the helplessness of ordinary people in the current era.

They are all the same people as Wei Lin and Song Qi, they go out to work happily in the morning, receive bad news at noon, and before they even have time to refute, they have to roll up the bed, go home with a disgraced face, and face the worries and panic of their families under pressure......

I thought that the wave of layoffs would be delayed or even suppressed, but it ignored the hundreds of millions of people in the entire country.

Under the huge population base, the foreign exchange in that area driven by the Gu Dynasty was as light as a feather, and even a splash could not stir up a single one.

(End of chapter)