"Mom, Mom。。。。。。 Mother....... Mom. Fan Chen, look at grandma's mouth, m。。。。。。 a。。。。。。 ma。。。。。。 mama。 Chen Lili patiently taught Luo Fanchen without a trace of impatience or disgust.

Luo Fanchen has been here for more than one year, and today he is three years old.

A cute and handsome little face, with an indifferent temperament. He is particularly obsessed with flowers, trees, chickens, ducks, fish and birds, and the starry sky.

The little head looking up at the starry sky, I don't know what I'm thinking, that concentration, a proper scholar.

But no matter how many stories Chen Lili reads, how many children's songs she sings, and how many dances she dances, Luo Fanchen still can't make a single sound.

He seems to be a child immersed in another world, unwilling to be disturbed by the mundane sophistication of the world in front of him. Chen Lili is sometimes inexplicably anxious about how her grandson will integrate into this complex secular world and live his long life.

Mu Xingyun asked the leader for leave a month ago, he missed Fan Chen's second birthday, and she didn't want to miss his third birthday. She was dizzy and busy in her own world, working overtime every day. When she was done, the mother and child fell asleep. Sometimes when I think about this day, I am really aggrieved and miserable, but when I sigh, I still have to smile and continue to do it.

Mu Xingyun called her mother in advance, saying that she was going home to accompany Fan Chen for her birthday. So that her mother didn't have to worry about the meals and took them out for a big meal.

Chen Lili was very happy, she didn't complain about Mu Xingyun, she didn't have a few decent phone calls all year round, and she didn't blame her, she didn't care enough for Fanchen.

Think about the days when she used to go to work, wasn't she also busy day and night, so tired that she fell asleep.

In this era, work has exhausted the enthusiasm, patience, and courage of most people.

Love, in a state of extreme fatigue, the body and mind are extremely prostration, what strength and energy do they have to nourish their lovers and families?

Mu Xingyun dressed up beautifully early in the morning, refreshing and refreshing.

She went to the cake shop to pick up the cake, took a taxi and rushed to the bus station.

Early in the morning, the driver honked his horn a few times and complained angrily.

"I work for a few hours a day, and half of the traffic jam is gone, and I really want to force people to death on this day!"

Mu Xingyun leaned on the car tiredly, closed his eyes and recuperated, working overtime for several nights in a row, his eyes were astringent and painful. She wanted to comfort the taxi driver, but she couldn't find the right words, so she kept silent.

Bite... Bite...

Mu Xingyun took out his mobile phone, looked at the director's phone, and his heart sank.

"Mu Xingyun, now, immediately, immediately appear in front of me. I need a reasonable explanation, I put the company's largest and most potential customers, let you go to maintain. The company spent a lot of money to win over the customers, as soon as you took over, the meal was eaten, the wine was drunk, the money was taken, TMD was living to hell, and I ran next door to order, you are stupid to me! An angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

Mu Xingyun tried to say something and explain something, but swallowed it all.

She remembered that Mr. Wang had clearly agreed to her! Why is this so?

"I'll contact over there," Mu Xingyun hung up the phone after speaking.

The car was stuck in the crowded road, and the driver turned his head to look at Mu Xingyun a few times, and saw that Mu Xingyun's beautiful and delicate face was full of tiredness, paleness, and sadness. He turned his head and sighed, he had seen countless lives in the past few years of driving a taxi. One word, bitter, all TM bitter.