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After Li Sisi left.

Xia Yao stacked up several empty bowls, and Song Xinci patted the back of her hand: "I'll do it."

"Ha, I forgot—" Xia Yao patted her head, "Scholar will look at you with admiration in three days, Xinci can do housework."

Song Xinci put away his chopsticks, with a small expression on his face: "It's just washing the dishes, so it's still worth learning."

Xia Yao smiled, and said: "By the way, remember to transfer the money for buying vegetables to Ms. Li later. It was on the dining table just now, so I can't just give it directly." They would not be ashamed to accept it directly.

"I know—" Song Xinci put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, "Do I seem to be taking advantage of others?"

Since Liu Wei wanted to find her, she asked Li Sisi to come with her, so that she could help with the grocery shopping so that she would not have to go to the supermarket.I told Li Sisi to use public funds, and that child has always been obedient.

Xia Yao secretly took a painkiller while Song Xinci was washing the dishes.Feeling better, go to see Song Xinci to wash dishes.

Song Xinci snorted and closed the kitchen door: "Sister Yao, can you be obedient, take a good rest and move less."

Xia Yao leaned against the door anxiously, her voice sounded a little worried: "New word, do you recognize dish soap? Can you use it? Don't squeeze too much when washing dishes. And don't lift the dishes too much. High, a little lower from the sink, so as not to slip your hands, and it’s okay if you break it, just don’t scratch your hands—”

Song Xinci looked at the pool full of foam, with a black thread on his head, and interrupted Xia Yao: "Sister Yao, do you think I'm stupid?"

"That's not—" Xia Yao lowered her head slightly, her expression gentle and a little proud, "Our new words are the smartest."

Lao Yang sent her some pictures.Xia Yao zoomed in one by one. It was a corner of today's Four Seasons Evening News. Her report was published on it. For safety's sake, the reporter's name was withheld.

Immediately afterwards, the SMS notification sounded, and her salary card received a transfer of 3 yuan.

Bonus——Old Yang sent her a WeChat message saying that he wanted her to rest well, and that the company had already assigned other reporters to do follow-up reports.

The guaranteed minimum salary is [-] yuan per month, the bonus is [-] yuan, and the scrapping subsidy is [-] yuan.She bought that car in the second-hand car market for [-] yuan.So after two months, she posted [-].A few seconds later, Xia Yao sighed that her mental arithmetic seemed to be pretty good.

Half an hour later, Song Xinci came out of the kitchen shaking the water on his hands: "Sister Yao, find me a suit."

"Aren't you going back tonight?" Xia Yao asked casually, walking towards the bedroom with a cane.

"What do you mean?" Song Xinci seemed to be hit.

"No, no, no—" Xia Yao quickly explained, "This bed is relatively hard, I'm afraid you won't be used to sleeping on it."

Song Xinci followed, tugging at Xia Yao's clothes, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "Do you despise me?"

"That's how you think of me in your heart, Xinci—" Xia Yao opened the closet to find a change of clean clothes for Song Xinci, "How could you ask such a question? It really makes me sad. I think I despise you."

Song Xinci: "..." It's a big blow.

Song Xinci took two steps back, sat on the edge of the bed, propped his hands back, his eyes were bent like crescent moons: "Look, you are wearing my clothes now, and I will wear yours again later, really—" Song Xinci The word tilted his head, pondered over the wording, "Really—" I really couldn't come out, it felt pretty good anyway.

A smile spread across Xia Yao's face.

Song Xinci insisted not to let Xia Yao take a shower, so Xia Yao took a step back and insisted on wiping herself with a wet towel in the bathroom.

Song Xinci felt bored and satisfied at the same time.Smacking it, I feel as if I have touched the two words that everyone yearns for-happiness, at least I have touched the tail, otherwise why I am in a good mood.Song Xinci, who was in a good mood, wanted to play a certain MOBA mobile game that was very popular recently, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a magazine. She knew that magazine and subscribed to it for a year.

Xia Yao was able to support herself from manuscript fees in high school, and this Song Xinci often showed off.Especially when she was in college, that magazine has changed from a dark horse in the local market to a leader in the industry, so whenever a classmate is by her side or hugging or reading it, she will feel the breeze, and the water will not be happy. Let me say, "You are also reading this, the author of 'Yi Fan Yuan' is my friend".So people would come to her from time to time and ask for Xia Yao's autograph.

'Yifanyuan' is the name of Xia Yao's column, and her real name is used for signing.

Song Xinci walked to the bay window and took out the magazine, which was from the previous two months.She had seen it, but it didn't stop her from watching it again.

Speaking of which, the aunt is really competent, and even wiped the books clean.

When the last issue came out, Song Xinci even sent an email to the editor of this magazine in order to find Xia Yao.The other party replied to her that this is the manuscript written by Xia Yao long ago.

Song Xinci opened the magazine and found the page 'Yi Fan Yuan':

"On both sides of the road are patches of rapeseed, and the bright yellow flowers extend all the way to the foot of the mountain under the white clouds.

The passenger car was driving with difficulty, staggering, and it seemed that it might fall down at any moment.Not because it is old, but because the road is too difficult to walk.

I felt a little dizzy and leaned my head against the window.Bumping, it hurts a little, but I don't feel dizzy, a little pain seems to be better than dizziness, at least I don't feel like vomiting.

Let's drink some water, Lao Yang said and handed over a bottle of mineral water.His voice was always so calm, as if nothing was a problem.

I didn't drink, put on the earphones, clicked a song casually, and closed my eyes.

We're going to a remote location for an interview.

The sound came out, a piece of pure music, after listening to it for a while, the melody was quite sad, like a lost adult.

I thought of a question, so I asked Lao Yang, should I stay out of the interview or empathize with it?

Lao Yang said, think about it yourself.

After a while.Empathy that should stay out of it?I asked.

But in fact, it is very difficult for someone to do both, Lao Yang said.

I finally found a problem to face this journey.It seems that if you don't want to order something during the journey, you are too sorry for the distance traveled by trains, ships, and planes.

For a long time, I seemed to see a reef where the truth was exposed.The driver master suddenly announced that Liangshui Town had arrived.

The sound was quite loud, and it scattered my thoughts.

So, it's an illusion.

How can the truth be so easily captured.

......"

Seeing this, Song Xinci poured himself a glass of water.

Xia Yao sat on a low stool, took a basin of hot water, wet her body with a towel, and then lathered her body.Then she found that she couldn't wipe it clean, and her body was bandaged, so she had to collect the water little by little, and slowly cleaned the foam off the arms and legs in this way.

An hour later, Song Xinci couldn't sit still anymore, walked to the bathroom door, put his ear on the glass: "Sister Yao?"

"Hmm..." Xia Yao was taken aback by the sudden voice, mainly because she was not wearing any clothes, her heart was beating fast, and her voice was a little flustered, "What's wrong?"

"I told you to help you, but you don't want it, and I don't charge money."

Xia Yao is so embarrassing, after all, she secretly likes him.

"It's almost ready, I'll be out soon, I'm sorry... I should let you wash it first, do you feel sleepy?" Xia Yao said.

"It's okay, you wash slowly, I'm very energetic, sleep for two hours, and be active all day—" Song Xinci said as he twisted the handle, revealing a crack in the bathroom door, "Sister Yao is so good-looking, You must have a good figure too, hehe..."

Xia Yao's face turned red when she heard the movement, "You can't come in."

"Then you beg me."

Xia Yao: "..."

"Call me sister." Song Xinci's voice was soft and sweet enough to bubble.

"...don't make trouble."