Aoba Office

Chapter 682 My dear master (7)

"Be careful!" the man shouted.

The woman was at a loss and immediately replied forcefully: "I didn't do anything, I didn't even touch it! It just cracked on its own! Is there a quality problem?"

I felt the pain in my chest, and when the woman's hand shook, I also saw two teddy bears.

There was a big gash in the teddy bear's chest, and cotton fell out.

It's not that it's broken, it's broken by itself.

"These look good, but who knows how many of them are bad. I don't think we should sell them one by one. Pack them up and find someone to sell them to." The woman changed her tone and threw the teddy bears back into the box.

The teddy bear bounced off the other bears and more cotton fell out. One of its glass eyes also fell off and got stuck in the gap of the furry toy.

All around, the fabric of the teddy bear was torn. There are scars on their bodies.

I think this should be a reflection of their mood. Losing the love of their owners, some teddy bears turned into ordinary toys and are now abandoned by their owners. The heartache of these teddy bears is reflected in their bodies.

The box was closed, and the dark days continued.

One day, I heard the sound of packing tape. The box was sealed and moved to another place. It was bumpy for a long time, and then there was the sound of a paper knife cutting the tape.

Light shone into the box, and the strange woman picked up the teddy bear and frowned to observe.

She took out all the teddy bears, arranged them neatly on the ground, and took pictures one by one. The damaged Teddy was thrown back into the box.

There was the sound of keyboard and mouse outside, and then the sound of human voices.

Time flies.

When the woman went out, she took the cardboard box with her and threw it into the trash can.

New garbage is being thrown in all the time.

This should be in a residential area, and there are food packaging and kitchen waste among the garbage. Dirty garbage was stained on the teddy bear.

The teddy bear was completely unresponsive.

I can't feel its emotions, but I know it is still "alive".

The trash can was opened again, and a faint light shone in through the gap in the upper garbage. The big garbage bag in the trash can was pulled open, and all the garbage was carried out.

It's constant movement again.

This time I couldn't see what was going on outside at all.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt the trash bag where the teddy bear was being turned over.

The garbage above was removed, and the night moonlight illuminated my vision.

I saw a dark figure.

With the backlight, I couldn't see his face clearly.

He reached out and grabbed the cardboard box containing the teddy bears.

For a moment, I felt the dazzling sunlight.

The dream is over and dawn comes.

I lay on the bed in a daze.

Is it Ye Qing?

The person at the end of the dream must be Ye Qing. He brought the teddy bear back to the office.

There is a feeling of loss in my heart.

The experience of the teddy bear is not a great tragedy. As a human being, it is difficult for me to empathize with a toy, but I still feel sad. The stuffy feeling is even more uncomfortable.

Lu Qiaolan may not have thought about abandoning the teddy bears, but she had forgotten about them. Family, career, and life kept her busy and she forgot about her childhood toys. Her feelings for teddy bears were much stronger and lasted longer than most people's. She did not forget them in childhood, but after all, it was not forever and she did not pass them on to her children. Her son doesn't seem to like stuffed animals either.

In fact, this is not just true for toys, but also for people. As time goes by, some of our former neighbors, classmates, colleagues, friends, and even family members will gradually become estranged and forgotten.

I sighed and got up to change clothes.

Mom has gotten up and the rice dumplings have been put into the pot to cook.

She looked at me and asked with some confusion: "There doesn't seem to be something right about these rice dumplings."

"What?" I looked over.

The rice dumplings swaying gently in the boiling water are still so beautiful, and there seems to be nothing wrong with them.

Mom opened the lid of the pot, steam rushed up, and a smell overflowed.

I frowned.

"Is it smelly? It seems to be broken." Mom put the pot lid aside and went to get the bowls and chopsticks. "I felt the smell just now. I don't know if it's from the rice dumplings or from other places. I'm getting older. The nose isn’t that good.”

"It seems to be made from rice dumplings." I also smelled a strange smell.

I can't tell what the smell is. It's a bit smelly, but it's not the smell of spoiled food.

There should be no smelly fillings in the rice dumplings. When Zheng Wei gave us the rice dumplings, none of the five fillings he mentioned were smelly.

Mom took out a rice dumpling and untied the rope and leaves.

"What smells so bad?" My sister got up and walked into the kitchen holding her nose.

"The zongzi is broken." I said.

As soon as the rice dumpling leaves are untied, the smell becomes even stronger.

Although the rice dumplings look crystal clear and beautiful, and there are no mildew spots, anyone can smell the stench.

I touched my head and said, "Maybe I brought it back. When I got off work, I did something with my colleagues, so I threw the rice dumplings in the car."

The rice dumplings were left at room temperature for a whole day, and the ventilation in the car was not good, so they probably got spoiled.

I'm not sure, but it's just a pity that the zongzi is broken.

"Let's have something else for breakfast today." Mom was also very sorry and threw away the rice dumplings.

Dad came over and took a look, "It's hand-wrapped and has a short shelf life. There's nothing we can do about it."

The hand-wrapped rice dumplings will definitely not be processed using the same low-temperature treatment methods used in industrial assembly lines, and no preservatives will be added, so the storage time will definitely not be long.

We chatted a few words and got ready to go out for breakfast.

When I arrived at the office, I told Shouzi and the others about the rice dumplings.

The fat man nodded, "Me too. When I ate it this morning, I found it smelled bad. I could only eat it outside in the morning."

The thin man and Guo Yujie haven't eaten it yet, so they put it in the refrigerator. It's a pity to hear what the fat man and I said.

"Maybe it was kept for a long time." The thin man muttered.

"Brother Zheng is not that kind of person," the fat man said.

"Not necessarily his mother. She's an old lady." The thin man looked concerned.

Fatty and I couldn't help laughing.

Guo Yujie looked at us strangely.

The thin man coughed.

I said: "His grandma used to be very thrifty and didn't care about the shelf life. At that time, when he went home every week and returned to school, he would bring a bunch of things that needed to be thrown away."

The thin man waved his hands sadly, "Before she died, my parents had to take things from her home and secretly throw them away before sending fresh ones over. She also especially liked to buy the kind of temporary guarantee products and large promotional packages. , If you can't eat anything, tell her, but she won't listen..."

This topic did not last long before it turned to Chen Xiaoqiu.

I told them about the teddy bear, and the worries that we had about Chen Xiaoqiu and Chen Yihan subsided slightly. Guo Yujie was very touched by the experience of the teddy bear, and her eyes were red.

"Do you want to tell Lu Qiaolan?" Guo Yujie suddenly said.

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