Is Mrs. Bo being strict today?

Will another method really have the desired result?
Bo Yu looked at the direction Aunt Liu was leaving, and Aunt Liu's words echoed countless times in her mind, and the firmness she had always had was gradually loosened.

Zhao Sirou's life is still the same as before, almost unchanged.

Go to work every day, get off work, take a stroll after get off work, look around and then come back.

In the past few days, it was the old lady who met the most.

They almost meet each other on and off work, so much so that Zhao Sirou has the feeling that the old lady is waiting for her on purpose.

"Hello, young man." The old lady smiled softly, "I meet you every day, and I think you are in a good mood every day."

Zhao Sirou nodded: "Work is like this, there is no special good or bad mood."

"It's good like this." The old lady sighed, "Less troubles, less troubles, it's really better than anything else."

"It can't be said that there is no trouble at all." Zhao Sirou added, "I just don't want to make myself too troublesome and anxious."

If you really want to worry, then all kinds of things will happen.

"That's fine, but if you're like this, you don't have any ambitions." The old lady pointed at Zhao Sirou, "If you want to live in a big city, you can't do it like this."

Zhao Sirou never felt that there was anything good about her situation, but now she has gotten used to it.

She turned around, looked elsewhere, her eyes were wide open, "Not everyone wants to settle down here after years of struggle in big cities."

"So what you mean is that you just came to see it, and after watching it and experiencing it, you plan to go back?" The old lady followed Zhao Sirou's words.

Zhao Sirou nodded.

At least, that's the way it is currently.

Sometimes, if you don't want to change the situation, you can really change it.

"You, you." The old lady was speechless, she sighed, looked around, pointed to one side, "This is not a good place to talk, go to my house. Your mentality is not good, you must correct it .”

Zhao Sirou frowned, and subconsciously refused: "Sorry, I can't go."

"Why can't you go?" The old lady looked over suspiciously, "You think I will hurt you, don't you?"

Her blunt words made Zhao Sirou a little embarrassed.

She was just subconsciously on guard.

"Hey, I can feel your defense." The old lady sighed, "I don't think it's bad, and it's not that you want to change. It's just that some things and some disturbances can never be explained clearly in a few words. .”

Zhao Sirou smiled bitterly.

"Since you don't want to go to my house, then go to that gazebo, the scenery there is not bad."

Zhao Sirou looked back and looked at the gazebo the old lady mentioned.

Indeed, the scenery over there is not bad.

It's just that Zhao Sirou still didn't want to go.

She feels that her feelings or status are her own business, and have nothing to do with others, and there is no need to involve others.

So she shook her head.

"You!" The old lady was angry and stared at Zhao Sirou in displeasure, "How could there be someone like you? If it wasn't for your own good, I wouldn't say and do these things!"

"I'm sorry." That's all Zhao Sirou said.

"Forget it." The old lady drooped her head, her whole body lacking interest, "I can't understand you like this. Sure enough, people who are too enthusiastic may not have good results."

Zhao Sirou could only smile awkwardly.

The old lady looked around and felt that she didn't want to give up on this issue, so after thinking about it, she changed the way of expression.

"When I was young, I didn't live here, I wandered all my life, I had no fixed place, and I had three children, each of whom had their own careers and went to different places, so when I was old, no one took care of me At this point, the old lady shook her head melancholy, "Maybe you can't understand what it feels like, and you never imagined that I have experienced so much, and I can still face life with a smile."

Zhao Sirou was a little unhappy.

She didn't want to find out about anyone's past. To herself, these words of the old lady were just a story.

"You won't listen, I know." The old lady looked over, with a bitter smile on her lips, "I don't want to say so much in front of you, because it's meaningless to talk about it. But, I hope you know that not all the people who are close to you are bad people. I don’t want you to live in a big city. There are many opportunities and competitions here. As long as you can grasp it, the future will be better.”

Zhao Sirou turned her head away silently.

It's not that she doesn't know this, it's just that everyone has their own ambitions, and the current muddling doesn't mean that the future will be muddled.

"Live well, treat yourself well." After the old lady said this solemnly, she turned and staggered away.

She is not very old, but she doesn't use her feet very much. Even if it is a short distance, she can't walk very steadily.But she is very energetic, as if there is no trace left by the years on her body.

Zhao Sirou watched her leave, various thoughts flashed through her mind, she opened her mouth, she was about to say something, but hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed.

Why bother?Your own life is your own decision.

Later, the old lady came and knocked on the door.

Zhao Sirou opened the door and saw the old lady holding a small porcelain bowl at the door, she couldn't help being shocked: "Old lady, you are..."

The old lady smiled indifferently: "Young people generally don't cook much. I thought I cooked a lot, so I brought you some. I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Zhao Sirou scratched her head in embarrassment: "This way, it's too much trouble." "

The old lady waved her hand: "What's the trouble? I've met you many times, so it's a bit of fate."

'This..." Zhao Sirou was still unwilling to take it, "It's really not good. "

"It's nothing bad." The old lady's smile was always there. "I thought about it when I went back. What I said just now was too much. Young people have their own way to go, whether it is good or bad, or even In the end, there is nothing left, and it is also the choice of young people, I am old after all, and I want to take care of many things, but I can't do it."

Zhao Sirou lowered her head.

She had to admit that what she did just now was too much, and she didn't need to be so indifferent to the old lady.

"Okay." The old lady waved her hand, "What I said earlier, right or wrong, has already been said. I don't want to worry about it anymore, and I hope you can let it go. Life is long, and you always have to go on little by little."

Zhao Sirou nodded: "Yes. As long as what you do during this period is in line with your own wishes, you don't have to worry about it too much."

How to live, then how to live.