Itching on the edge of not getting (2)
Domestic noon.
When Shen Jing woke up, the first thing she did was to habitually touch the pillow to find her phone.
Leaning on the head of the bed and yawning lazily.
Flip through call logs.
Zhuang Ming, go to the call for 2 hours.
She was drunk and chatted with Zhuang Ming last night, why can she talk for so long?
Zhuang Ming, that robot will chat with her?
I didn't think much about it, maybe I didn't hang up anyone.
Shen Jing didn't remember what happened in the middle of the night, not at all.
Old Man Shen was eating lunch and watched her come down from the upper floor.
In the early morning, it was the Zhou family's car that sent her back, and she didn't have to think about it to know who it was.
She's going to work.
Old Man Shen called to stop people.
"Grinding him."
Shen Jing turned her head back to the house, she couldn't understand what Old Man Shen was referring to, and smiled, "I'm grinding something." ”
Old Man Shen snorted, "Grind a piece of hard iron." ”
Shen Jing stretched out her hand and took a carton of milk to suck, "Isn't it bald when you grind it?" ”
After talking nonsense, Old Man Shen laughed angrily.
"Go back when you're full, don't be afraid of being late."
Shen Jing waved her hand and said goodbye, "Uncle Nine deducted 600 yuan from me this month, he is black-hearted." ”
It's only a few days today, she's been 6 days late, and although 600 yuan is not much, it's all evidence of her laziness.
However, she is capable, and Old Man Shen only instructed the management of the company to punish her in this way.
In the past six months of Shen Jing's stay in the company, she has a lot of ghost ideas, and the projects she took over are basically profitable.
Old man Shen thought about it for a few days, although someone behind her back gave her a hanging, think about it, her assessment results were good, the old man chose to ignore it, and planned to give her a promotion to make her happy.
The little manager gave her joy, so happy that she only invited Xie Qinyang to go to the restaurant.
In autumn, the weather is cool.
still heard the news that Zhou Lushen was going to get married, and there was no hype as imagined.
Shen Jing could only say congratulations.
If she didn't receive the invitation, she would have been able to save a lot of money, otherwise, she wouldn't know how much money to seal for her ex.
The Double Ninth Festival, the change of season, the climate is dry and tight, the grandfather's cough is even worse, he is transferred to several hospitals, and a lot of money is thrown out, and the old man is only slightly better, and he wants to go home to live.
At the age of being half a foot in the coffin, the back and forth in the autumn, and the recovery from a small cough and illness was particularly slow.
It is even more severe in winter.
Taking advantage of her spare time, she spent a lot of money to buy prayer lamps for her grandfather and grandmother, and only took her laptop and computer to the temple in the western suburbs to meditate.
It is said that sincerity is spirituality.
Abstain from fasting for seven days.
Shen Jing bowed sincerely from the first step to the thirteenth floor, took the prayer lamp from the abbot's hand, entered the temple, and continued to kneel.
I didn't bring winter clothes, and when the season suddenly changed, Kyoto was very cold, so Shen Jing could only ask Uncle Liang to send clothes.
It wasn't Uncle Liang who came, it was Sun Qiyan.
Looking at the man standing at the foot of the temple steps, she hid her hands behind her with some confusion, "You have something to do in Kyoto?" ”
Sun Qiyan raised the bag in his hand, "Send you clothes." ”
"I'm sorry for you."
"Come and see you, they all said that you lived in the mountains and became a nun, I have to come and see if it is a nun with shaved hair or a nun without shaved hair."
As a joke, Sun Qiyan always stared at her eyes, wanting to see if she had any traces of sadness.
Zhou Lushen wants to get married, which is also what Sun Qiyan only found out this morning, and it was secretly discussed in the circle, he was afraid...
He was afraid that the people in front of him would be sad, so he just wanted to come and see.
She was unusually calm and elegant, smiling sweetly, biting pears to eat, the fireworks of the temple swirled behind her, and there were occasional pilgrims who came and went to the incense and visited the mountains.
Sun Qiyan retracted his gaze and stepped up the steps towards her.
"Let's talk when we go in."