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Xia Yao no longer has any energy to go to work, this state is also irresponsible for work, the medicine is still in the folder.Go back to the company first, and then ask for leave.

During meal time, people in a hurry can be seen everywhere on the street.Xia Yao went to the bathroom to tidy up her appearance, opened the door and walked out of the western restaurant. Her thin body was hidden under the black woolen coat, and she seemed to be shivering.The sun shines on the branches, but the north wind brings a chill.She put away her worries, and her back blended into the crowd.

The news department is on the fourteenth floor.Xia Yao came out of the elevator, and found that the colleagues passing by seemed to pay special attention to her today, for example, even if they passed by, they would look back, for example, they were clearly doing something, but they unnecessarily glanced around for a week, and paused for a second on her body.

Could it be worse?

Xia Yao could hardly pronounce a colleague's name.After Four Seasons News was acquired, many familiar people left. She had not been in Yangchuan Daily for a long time, and she had been interviewing outside. These people were all unfamiliar to her.

The editor-in-chief was laughing with someone more than ten meters away. The other party was an old man, wearing a black fleece jacket, holding a photo in his left hand and a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand. Shaking with anger, his stern face was composed of knife-like wrinkles, exuding an aura of self-conscious superiority.

Why did everyone slow down after she came over? If it weren't for the editor-in-chief staring at each other, she would be almost like a monkey in the zoo for people to watch.

But fortunately, they retracted their gaze.Otherwise, she is really not used to it.

The editor-in-chief was giving her a wink, meaning to go away.

"You are Xia Yao, right?" The old man glanced at the photo in his hand and stood up from the chair.

Xia Yao walked over slowly, she didn't have the habit of running away, her grandfather taught her since she was a child, to be open and aboveboard, and to speak clearly about everything.She glanced at the editor-in-chief's helpless face first, and was about to speak when she was interrupted by a curse.

"Shameless." The old man said, looking as if she was the other party's father-killing enemy.

No matter how quiet Xia Yao is and how good-tempered she is, it is impossible for her to be indifferent to such anger and to smile at each other.But her own personality and upbringing made her unable to fight back. She could only stand there in a daze, with a puzzled and aggrieved expression on her face.

In addition, she probably guessed who the old man in front of her was, so she couldn't argue.

Song Deyou is 76 this year, but his voice is still full of energy, especially when he scolds people, he almost has a loudspeaker: "Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin, are unfilial and have no descendants. If I were your parents, I would beat you to death." Nondescript, corrupt ethics, shameless."

The editor-in-chief took Song Deyou's arm and brought it to the reception room: "Mr. Song, calm down, I'll make you a cup of tea." Then he looked at Xia Yao, "Hurry up and leave."

Song Deyou shook off the editor-in-chief's hand: "Your parents have worked so hard to raise you, and you don't know how to repay your kindness. Instead, you did such a disgraceful thing. You don't care. Our family can't tolerate you. Kind of people."

Xia Yao gritted her teeth, tears welled up in her eyes, if she was outside, she could listen to the scolding, but this is the place to work, and she can't delay everyone's work because of personal affairs, so she nodded apologetically to the editor-in-chief, and planned to leave up.

Song Deyou: "Oh, no, how good is it for someone who can raise a daughter like you."

When Xia Yao heard this, her tears stopped immediately, her pretty eyebrows frowned into waves, the corners of her mouth couldn't help trembling because of anger, but she still tried to restrain her voice: "You say I can, don't talk about my parents."

Song Deyou snorted, and restrained his momentum a bit: "In short, your family loves to be as depraved as you like, don't come to provoke our Song family, you can't afford to provoke, and you are not worthy."

Xia Yao turned around and left directly. This kind of quarrel was meaningless. With such a stubborn thinking, no argument could change it.

At this moment, Xia Yao had a splitting headache, gritted her teeth, and slammed her fist on the elevator.

**

Song Xinci went to the supermarket and spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen.

——Since then, the long skirt will be a smile, and it will make soup for you to wash your hands.

——If you want to grasp a person's heart, you must first grasp that person's stomach.

Then, after she fought with all kinds of ingredients all afternoon, the kitchen was successfully made a mess by her.

A European bun, the glass on the outer layer of the oven exploded.

A dish of sweet and sour pork ribs, finally boiled until the rock sugar and ribs firmly stuck to the bottom of the pot, no matter how much you shovel it, you can't shovel it.

A dish of fish soup was so fishy that she almost threw up when she opened the pressure cooker.

There were all kinds of used greasy kitchen utensils in the sink, the broken branches and rotten leaves were scattered on the floor, and her dark dishes were placed on the counter. Finally, when the oily smoke made her unable to open her eyes, she didn't feel sorry for her. Reluctantly stepped out of the kitchen.

Actually, it's not that bad, Song Xinci wiped his hands on his apron, and gave himself a passing grade for his first cooking.

Anyway, there are a few decent dishes, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of stir-fried broccoli, a large bowl of preserved egg and cucumber soup...

It seems to be a bit vegetarian... Sister Yao is already very thin. Song Xinci glanced at the wall clock, it was almost seven o'clock, so he quickly called a Chinese restaurant to order a takeaway, and was about to call Xia Yao to make an appointment When I went to pick her up from work, I heard the sound of a key opening the door.

Oops, the kitchen hasn't been tidied yet.

Song Xinci ran over and closed the kitchen door before heading for the porch.

Xia Yao was changing her shoes, she smiled lightly at Song Xinci: "What did you do today?" Seeing Song Xinci wearing an apron, "Have you cooked?"

"Xiaolu did it." Song Xinci stepped forward to take Xia Yao's bag, "Welcome home."

Although the kitchen door was closed, there was still a faint smell of oily smoke in the living room. When Xia Yao was about to go and have a look, she was pulled to the sofa by Song Xinci.

Song Xinci pressed Xia Yao's shoulder and sat down: "I'll put hot water for you, you take a shower first. Dinner will be here soon. Also, don't enter the kitchen."

Xia Yao nodded knowingly: "Why are you so sensible."

Xia Yao was joking, but Song Xinci was serious. She bent down behind the sofa and pressed her face against Xia Yao's: "I'll be so sensible from now on."

Xia Yao lowered her head and smiled: "Okay."

The smile froze when she watched Song Xinci go to the bathroom. This is an old building, and the landlord is equipped with an old gas water heater. In winter, the hot water takes a while to come out. Xia Yao's eyes are full of deep feelings. deep regret.

Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.

A text message brought her back to her thoughts, it was from the editor-in-chief:

[His son's Zhengjin Group is a major client of our advertising department, so we can't afford to offend him.Don't take the words of the older generation to heart.come on. 】

The previous ones were okay, but just this one sentence of cheering made her almost cry again.She spent the whole afternoon calming down, just hoping that Song Xinci would not see it.

"Sister Yao." Song Xinci called her.

Xia Yao looked back, and the sweetheart smiled like a spring breeze, and said to her: "Your pajamas have been put in it for you, the water is already hot, come and wash it."

After Song Xinci let Xia Yao enter the bedroom, he decisively entered the kitchen to clean up the battlefield.

After a while, she received a call from Lao Song, asking her to go back and have a meal with the family.

When she came out of the detention center yesterday, when she reported her safety to her family, her father was still on a business trip in Shanghai, saying that the family was very worried about her this time. Her cousin in Canada also flew from Vancouver to Shanghai on an international flight yesterday. Together today Come back, no matter what, the family must get together.

She agreed, firstly, because she came out safely; secondly, it was true that her cousin had not seen her for many years; thirdly, it was time for the family to get together.

After all, they are relatives.

Xia Yao took off her clothes, picked up the shower with her right hand, turned on the cold water, and rushed straight to her head. The cold water made her tremble, and her whole body got goosebumps. She was afraid that Song Xinci would notice, and then turned into Got hot water.

The water heater was humming, Xia Yao tilted her head slightly, the hot water flowed from top to bottom, she didn't know if she was crying or not, she felt helpless like back when she first came to high school to report in autumn.

Grandparents are old, and both parents are teachers, and they are also busy with students.The family sent her to the bus station in their county.That day Xia Yao was carrying a backpack, a suitcase full of change of clothes in one hand, and a red and white plaid woven bag containing sheets and quilts in the other.Looking for a school, a classroom, a dormitory alone... After a day, the clothes can wring out water, that is the feeling of helplessness.

The helplessness one faces.

The other students were accompanied by their parents, no matter how sensible she was, she was still just a child.

Although it's all simple things.

Although they are all simple things.

When Xia Yao came out, Song Xinci was wearing a coat.

"Sister Yao, I'm sorry, I have to go home." Song Xinci said, with a look of reluctance, "Soon, the family will have a meal together." She wanted to hug Xia Yao, but then Dislike the smell of oily smoke all over your body.

Xia Yao froze for a moment, then nodded clumsily: "Be careful when driving."

"OK." Song Xinci reached out and pinched Xia Yao's face, "Be good."

Xia Yao watched Song Xinci pick up her bag and go to the door to change her shoes like a fool, smiled and waved to her, then turned around and held the doorknob...

Suddenly, Xia Yao panicked, ran over and hugged Song Xinci from behind, and wrapped her arms tightly around Song Xinci's waist: "Xinci, don't go, okay, I want you to stay with me."

God, how could Song Xinci stand this, his heart turned into water, he turned around and supported Xia Yao's shoulder: "Did you encounter any unhappy things? Work?"

Xia Yao shook her head, then paused: "It's fine."

Song Xinci bit her lips, it was a rare gathering at home, her cousin came back, and she had just come out of the detention center, no matter how you look at this meal, it was going to be a gathering, and she grabbed Xia Yao's hand: "Sister Yao, you Come with me."

Xia Yao lowered her head slightly, looking at the shoes in the shoe cabinet.

"It's okay." Song Xinci encouraged, "I'm here." He smiled ambiguously, "Anyway, sooner or later we will meet formally."

She didn't know anything yet, Xia Yao suppressed a smile and shook her head.

Xia Yao's actions just now made Song Xinci very sad, even though it was just a simple family dinner, he couldn't take a decisive step forward, Song Xinci thought for a while: "Why don't we go together, you wait in the car Me, I'll go, give them a look and come back."

One minute later, Xia Yao shook her head.

"Alright then." Song Xinci kissed Xia Yao's forehead, "It's okay, I'll be back soon."

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