Sunflower's pregnancy reaction is becoming more and more obvious, so obvious that it affects her work. Especially at night, Yang Du is busy, and this time period is also when her pregnancy reaction is more serious.

Fortunately, Princess Shen is not too strict with her work attendance. Especially at night, if you leave early, leave late, or don't come, Mr. Shen basically ignores it.

She knew that Mingmei sometimes had to accompany Vice Mayor Zhao at night, and Vice Mayor Zhao's time could not be bought with gold. As long as you have something to do, give the work to the deputy, leave a little early, or even don't come, the work can still be carried out, Mr. Shen is quite considerate of Sunflower on this issue.

Sunflower's working hours in the central capital are 2 p.m. and leave work at 11 p.m., and her deputy takes over at 9 p.m. and leaves work at 3 a.m. If there is something, I have to call the deputy and ask him to take over the shift in advance.

Today's pregnancy reaction was more serious, and she ran to the bathroom N times, which made Sunflower very irritable. She knew that if she continued like this, she would soon be noticed by Vice Mayor Zhao.

If he found out that he was secretly pregnant behind his back, it would be a thunderclap for Vice Mayor Zhao.

Will he still be able to trust me from now on?

If I lose this backer, I am with Shen Liping, what use value does it have. Without the use value, and knowing so many secrets, what good will it do for your future and your own ending?

Sunflower doesn't want to be okay, and when she thinks about it, her whole head will explode.

After calling her deputy, she took out a box of watercolor pens and drew frantically on paper.

She painted self-portraits of the French painter Gauguin, as well as Picasso, Rousseau, Miró and Duffy. She didn't like drawing on paper, so she moved a stool and started painting on the wall of her living room.

What to paint? She thought about it and decided to paint Van Gogh's sunflowers.

My name is Mingmei, and many people in the unit call me sunflowers, even Lao Zhao also calls me sunflowers, so I'll draw a golden sunflower.

Thinking of this, she began to mix colors, stroke after stroke, she wanted to mix the colors to a beige like Van Gogh.

Although her glasses were normal, her eyesight was normal, and she didn't have the sickly digitalis-like eyes of Van Gogh, she tried to make them beige.

She spent more than an hour on the wall and finally painted a golden, high-spirited sunflower smiling at the sun.

She was so happy.

These days, she is spent in depression and depression. Mr. Shen gave her a salary increase and gave her shares, she was not happy, and she was excited about today's decision to draw a sunflower on the wall.

She took a watercolor pen, painted a few strokes on her face, and was still angry, so she took out a bottle of cabin soda drink in the refrigerator, opened the cap with a screwdriver, raised her neck, and drank it to the bottom.

She felt that there was something missing from the wall except a painting. After thinking about it, in the vacant part of the wall, next to the picture of sunflowers, I mentioned an academic style imagery poem.

In Imagist poetry, she greatly admired the poetry of Master Eliot.

Sunflowers on the Wall

She was studying Van Gogh and painting sunflowers

She bought a box of watercolors, a bottle of cabin

A few pounds of sunflower seeds. She faced the snow-white wall

Debugging inspiration on a wooden floor with watercolor

Lap by lap, she followed the example of a master

With some digitalis eyes

Mix the white and yellow to beige

She added a little more lemon yellow

With a wave of the wrist, a gentle stroke is drawn

The walls began to glow golden. She was very satisfied

I mix my own colors, humming and dancing

Scratched a line on the face. She looked in the mirror

Three more strokes were made on her forehead, and she noticed

At this moment, there is a caterpillar wriggling in the eye

She cried against the wall, and the wall looked at her

Live like an ugly duckling. She threw away the pen

Picked up the pen again, just like Vincent's emotions

After the passion burned in the room, the pen began to vent

She painted all the watercolors on the golden sunflowers

The multicolored lines of graffiti are like ropes

Tied with sunflowers, open on the walls

After writing this poem, she threw the watercolor pen to the ground in one fell swoop. Holding his legs, he sat on the wooden floor and cried in a low voice.

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The lark rushed back from Wuliguan.

Ling'er asked him to call his sister and come to the teahouse for dinner in the evening.

The princess felt that the situation had been relatively peaceful recently, and the Meihu clan did not dare to act rashly for the time being. Tell Ling'er to pay more attention to the dynamics of the Meihu clan, and contact in time if there is any new situation.

She said to Ling'er, "I will return to the Heavenly Realm tomorrow and bring the lark and Wu Gang back." I briefly told Taishang Laojun about the situation of the lark, and Taishang Laojun wanted to see him, and let him cultivate in Heavenly Court for a few months. ”

Ling'er asked the princess, "Is Brother Wu Gang going back too?"

The princess smiled and said, "Wu Gang and I returned to Heavenly Court, it is estimated that there is a new task, Taishang Laojun has explained, go back together." ”

In the evening, Yun Yanzi took the bus to the teahouse, and several people laughed and laughed, so lively for a while.

Yun Yanzi asked, "Brother, will you leave tomorrow and go for a few days, or take me to Heaven to play for a few days?"

The lark said, "Take you? You are not qualified enough." ”

Yun Yanzi said: "What are you capable of, I am not qualified, you are qualified? ”

Skylark glanced at Xin'er beside him and said, "I've seen the world in the past few days, and I've fought with monsters a few times, if you don't believe it, ask Master Xin'er." ”

Xin'er smiled and said: "Your brother is really good at it, the medicine prince is here, and he taught the five bird fists and the fairy peach blossom hand, which can be read at will and change the shape of the fist, the key is that the medicine prince helped to open up the second pulse of Ren Du, and the true yang vitality was injected into the body, and the internal force was raised to the fifth layer." ”

Yun Yanzi looked at her brother enviously, patted him lightly on the head and said, "Brother, you can do it, you have to teach me when you have time, otherwise, my gap will widen with you." ”

As he spoke, he held Bangbang in his arms and rubbed Bangbang's nose with his face.

A few people sat down in a tavern, ordered a few dishes, and began to drink lively. Yun Yanzi doesn't usually drink much, but when she does, she drinks a lot of alcohol.

He first toasted the masters, and then touched a glass for Lan Sheng and Wu Gang.

While he was drinking, Section Chief Huang came over, and he and a few colleagues also came here to drink.

He held a cup and said to everyone present, "I look like Lan Sheng, so I walked over, let's have a drink." ”

Several people stood up and drank the wine with Huang Weihe.

Huang Weihe asked for a stool, sat at the table, and talked to Lan Sheng.

He told Lan Sheng: "I heard that you duel with Xiao Fei's men some time ago, and Master Ling'er cast magic on them, and they all had big noses, and they didn't dare to come out."

Ling'er smiled and didn't dare to speak.

The princess sat there calmly, secretly listening to Huang Weihe and Lan Sheng talking.

Section Chief Huang said: "I came here to tell you something, if you don't meet today, I will ask Wei Ran to come to your teahouse tomorrow to find you." ”