The next day.

Song Xiaoran woke up at half past nine.

Mom and Dad go out to work, and Big Brother goes out to collect waste.

Song Xiaoran became confused, and saw a steel pot and a note on the dining table:

"Xiao Ran, there is porridge and eggs in the pot, eat it hot."

Song Xiaoran was really hungry.

She happily opened the door with the pot, and it happened that someone happened to pass by in front of their house, and the person walked quickly, and he didn't expect that someone would open the door and come out at this time.

The corridor of the tube building is very narrow, and just listening to the bang, the two people collide impartially.

Song Xiaoran was hit and almost fell, the soup pot in his hand was also overturned, and eggs and porridge were scattered on the ground.

The man she hit sat down on the ground, drenched in rice porridge.

Fortunately, the porridge is already cold!

"Ahh

It was a young woman who was struck with a shrill cry,

"Ahhh My newly bought skirt!! ”

Song Xiaoran, who was still in a daze, instantly sobered up and reached out to pull the woman: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Are you okay? ”

The young woman shook Song Xiaoran's hand fiercely, got up by herself, and said in a sharp voice: "Are you blind?" Walk without looking at the road?! Look at my dress! You pay me! ”

Song Xiaoran was a little angry when she heard her politeness: "Please, this is my door." I go out normally, and it's you who doesn't look at the road. ”

The young woman's voice instantly rose an octave: "You, you, you, you are still strong and reasonable." No one in this courtyard dares to talk to me like that! I'm not done with you today. ”

The young woman's voice was heard on this floor, and they all came out to see the excitement.

At this time, most of the young and middle-aged people went out to work, so all the people who came out were old men and old women, and there were children who didn't go to school.

Song Xiaoran felt very embarrassed by this group of old people and children, and said angrily:

"Neighbors, it's just a trivial matter, if your skirt is dirty, I'll wash it for you."

"You wash me?! This is a silk skirt! 200 yuan to buy! Have you seen it? You're a dirt leopard. The young woman's eyes puffed up.

Song Xiaoran was really laughed at by her!

The original owner had a cabinet of various skirts in Lao Song's house, she had never seen anything and never worn it, and there was even a skirt of an internationally renowned designer that Lao Song bought back from a business trip to HK, with diamonds on it for her to attend a banquet.

"The daughter-in-law of the Sun family, a little girl, don't be embarrassed."

"Yes, Yumeng, the aisle of this tube building is too narrow, and it is inevitable that it will bump into it."

"Daughter-in-law of the Sun family, take it off and I'll wash it for you to make sure it's clean."

"It's early in the morning, don't delay your work."

……

Most of the neighbors in this era are still very enthusiastic, and when they saw Song Xiaoran being bullied, they also started to help me with one sentence.

From everyone's words, Song Xiaoran heard that this woman was Sun Xing's daughter-in-law, Wang Yumeng.

It's really a narrow road!

She knew about these two people.

Sun Xing is his father's apprentice.

Back then, Sun Xing framed his father and made him lose his job to kill fish, and now the original old director has been promoted, and Sun Xing has replaced him as the new director of the third workshop.

What's more, this Zhou Yumeng is also an acquaintance, she is the mistress of her eldest brother.

This eldest brother, of course, is Song Wenxuan's eldest son, Song Zijie.

The relationship between Song Zijie and Zhou Yumeng is basically semi-public in the back, and everyone in the factory knows it.

Counting the days, the two have now hooked up. This time, this dress, is it to see my big brother?

Thinking of this, Song Xiaoran also suppressed his anger and decided to be tentative:

"Sister Wang, don't be angry, you are dressed so beautifully, you must be going to see your husband, it's all my fault for delaying you, today won't be your wedding anniversary, right?"

"What nonsense, I dress up so beautifully every day." Wang Yumeng looked a little flustered, "I just went out shopping." ”

Wang Yumeng couldn't help but start to be afraid that today's incident would reach Sun Xing's ears again, making him think about it more, and he would stop making trouble, but he still said meanly,

"I'll let you go today, I'm too lazy to fight with your group. My grandson and I are about to move into a new building. You live in this broken tube building until you die, get up, and I'll go home! ”

Wang Yumeng pushed away the crowd of onlookers, turned around and went back to his house inside, slamming the door shut.

Seeing her enter the house, an old lady whispered to Song Xiaoran: "Little girl, don't be afraid, this Sun family is like this, just hide when you see them in the future." ”

Song Xiaoran nodded obediently: "Thank you, grandma." Thanks to everyone's help. ”

"This little girl is really handsome and sweet."

"yes, looking at the noodles, the new ones who moved in?"

"Yes, I am Song Kun's daughter, my name is Song Xiaoran, everyone will ...... in the future Well? ”

Song Xiaoran saw that everyone heard their names, silently turned around and went home, and the corridor that was still crowded together just now was instantly emptied, and she couldn't help but cry and laugh.

"It seems that to establish a new image, you really have to think long-term!"

Encountering this kind of bad thing early in the morning, Song Xiaoran was not in the mood to eat, so she hastily swallowed a boiled egg, changed into a plaid skirt prepared by her mother yesterday, and was about to go out.

Today, she plans to go to the propaganda department of the factory to go through the resignation procedures.

After graduating from high school and not being admitted to university, she was arranged by Lao Song to enter the propaganda department of the factory.

The propaganda department is basically the second generation of some factories, and they usually do broadcasts and send factory newspapers, which can be said to be close to home with less money and more money.

Song Xiaoran rode the bicycle left by Song Xiran, spent half an hour, and came to the front of the office building of the machinery factory out of breath.

Song Xiaoran parked his bicycle and was about to enter the building when he was stopped by the doorman.

The young man from the doorman said, "Girl, which unit are you from, who are you looking for?" ”

Song Xiaoran raised his face in some surprise: "It's Brother Liu, I'm Song Xiaoran, I'll go to the Propaganda Department." ”

The doorman Da Liu froze: "You are Song Xiaoran?" ”

Song Xiaoran suddenly felt that she had put on makeup every day at work before, and she was wearing extremely colorful clothes, but today she was completely without makeup, and the skirt she wore was also very simple, it was normal for Brother Liu to not recognize it, maybe even Lao Song couldn't recognize it at a glance.

Song Xiaoran smiled: "Yes, Brother Liu." Take a closer look. ”

Da Liu was even more unconvinced in his heart, how could Song Xiaoran be so enthusiastic in the past, and she called out her eldest brother, she came here to work for 2 years and met with her every day, but she never said a word.

But looking at these eyebrows, it seems that she is really the daughter of the factory director, oh, to be precise, Song Xiaoran, the daughter of the former factory director.

Da Liu hurriedly apologized: "It's really Miss Song!" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just didn't recognize it. ”

Song Xiaoran waved his hand: "What's the point of apologizing." Brother Liu, you don't need to call me Miss Song, just call me Xiao Ran, I'll go. ”

"Okay, okay, you, you go slowly."

"Okay."

Da Liu scratched his head, this cheerful and polite girl is really the Miss Song who had eyes above the top before?!

This is knowing that he is not a daughter, and his posture is lowered?