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As long as my right hand doesn't do heavy work, it's fine. Now, it's fine to carry two catties of meat, but I can't stop him from staring at me like that.I coughed: "My right hand is tired."

The eyes he looked at me suddenly deepened, and his handsome face sank. I dare not guess who he is? Didn’t he? He felt sorry for me a little bit, so he scolded me for not going to school well, and one day I would be nothing? Same, I am now reduced to worse than the front stage, I am not? Said that selling meat is not good, but? This job? It is farther and farther away from my profession. Before? I stood in his gallery Still can barely touch the edge, and now has no edge at all.

He still? Yes? He didn't pick up my meat. I put the meat on the glass cabinet. In fact, I wanted to tell him about my work. In fact, I was not that tired. They still? Yes? They took good care of me, lifting the meat, chopping I was not asked to do such a big job like meat, but another BETA big uncle did it.So no matter where you go, OMEGA still takes some advantage.

So I muttered, "There are a lot of people today, it will be fine after the weekend."

He finally turned his gaze away, knocked on my glass cabinet with his finger, and said coldly, "What time do you get off work?"

I looked at the time? Another colleague of mine came to take over at five o'clock. Now? It's still? It's not too late, so I said to him, "It's still half an hour, do you want to leave?"

Half an hour is quite a long time for Sheng Yun, right?He won't wait for me, will he?

I don't know why I can't bear it at this moment, obviously I've been here for the past [-]? days, but even the first? five days, when they came back, they didn't come to see me, and I just slandered.

Zhang Zhendong told me this time: "We'll wait for you here, and we'll go to your house later?"

He said to Sheng Yun: "Lao Sheng, let's go shopping again and buy something else."

I smiled at them, waved the kitchen knife and said, "Okay."

Zhang Zhendong pointed at my knife: "Hold it carefully! You can explain to me what's going on in a while!"

The two of them pushed the car away, and I sighed belatedly. While arranging the meat in the freezer, I began to think about how to tell them.

I have to say that they believe that there is nothing wrong with me, and they don't need to worry about me anymore, and they don't need to visit me again.And this seems to be quite difficult, hey.

And I didn't think about it for a long time. I have a guest again. This is the point? Most mothers and husbands have relatively detailed requirements.

"Young man, give me a catty of black boar ribs and cut them into small pieces for me,"

"Not too much, just one catty, three sticks."

"Give me three catties of grain pig meat, not too much..."

"Give me two catties of pork belly, the kind with five layers!"

"Young man, weigh this piece of meat for me, and cut off the fat on it, I don't want it!"

"Give me a catty of dumpling stuffing. I want the meat from the front? elbow! This is not the?, this is the? back elbow. What I want is the? front? elbow!"

I said one by one: "Okay, Auntie."

I said hello to her, and the aunt asked again: "Wash me with water, wash it twice more! This is? It's going to be stuffed and made into wontons for my grandson!"

I've heard it many times these days, but every time I hear the word 'wonton', I always get distracted. The eggshell art museum is also called this name.

I washed it for my aunt three times in a row. The water in the supermarket was freezing cold, and I was wearing plastic gloves, so my hands trembled twice. No matter how easy the work here is compared to the painting gallery, it is more tiring.

I also meet a lot of people every day, but I utter less and less words, except good ones, which are good ones.Those lip-smacking things I just said to Sheng Yun were actually? The most I said today.

Hey, I watched the meat grinder quickly stir the meat out, I put it on for my aunt, this wave of customers was over, and about [-] minutes passed, Zhang Zhendong, Sheng Yun and the others Now it's back again. I'm picking prawns in the seafood area diagonally across from me. I can hear Zhang Zhendong's voice: "Lao Sheng, I want to eat prawn balls. Let's weigh some."

He said he was going to fish, but he was not at all? The material for this job, once he fished, the fresh shrimps jumped out immediately. I saw a jumping Lao Gao, and it was about to jump to Shengyun. I almost yelled? Fortunately, he was very fast. He caught the shrimp when it jumped in front of him with two fingers, and then grabbed it and threw it into the bag. The decisive approach always reminds me of when he grabbed my neck, I subconsciously coughed, this hand speed is really too wasteful to catch shrimp.

Zhang Zhendong didn't dare to fish at the moment, Sheng Yun chose by himself, he would catch whoever jumps higher, within ten minutes?, he picked the prawns in a leisurely manner, and my colleagues also picked them up. Come, I took off my apron, grabbed my coat and walked towards them.

We checked out together and went out. I wanted to pay for it. Although they bought a lot, many of the shopping carts were for? Toys, snacks, and snacks. I think it should be for Xiaojin.Interrupted by Zhang Zhendong, he would laugh at me: "Come on, you, how much money can you make?"

Okay, when I got out, my electric car was also thrown into the trunk by the two of them. This time it was the car driven by Sheng Yun. Wearing an apron, but Xiao Jin said it smelled like meat, so he wouldn't say me in his car, would he?

On the way, he was at the front without saying a word.

Zhang Zhendong didn't sit in the co-pilot, he squeezed in the back row with me, he deliberately? To sarcastic me: "It's still early for you to get off work, and spend time with our art museum? Ha."

I hummed too: "I'm going to pick up Xiao Jin."

I stretched my hand to the back of Shengyun's chair: "I still? Go to pick up Xiaojin."

Sheng Yun didn't turn his head. The car turned a familiar corner, which was the way to the kindergarten.

Zhang Zhendong told me: "Don't worry, we will never forget Xiao Jin."

Is that right? I was wrong, I almost forgot, they just bought Xiaojin's stuff.

I chatted with Zhang Zhendong: "Have you returned from Tibet?"

Zhang Zhendong cut his voice: "Isn't this? Nonsense? If you don't come back now? Are we two ghosts?"

I don't mean? I coughed: "Then the location of the art exhibition has been confirmed?"

I am? Concerned about this, how could I have been a member of the? Gallery.

But my concern was blocked by Sheng Yun: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

His voice was as indifferent as ever, even Zhang Zhendong was so embarrassed, it was much worse than what Zhang Zhendong had just said to taunt me, Zhang Zhendong stretched his hands at me, meaning? I deserve it for resigning.

Well, I won’t say anymore. Fortunately, the kindergarten is not far from the supermarket and will arrive soon. I will get off the car to pick up Xiaojin.

When Xiaojin saw me carrying him towards the car, she was slightly taken aback: "Daddy, car?"

He hasn't picked up the car for a long time, so I didn't understand it, so I just laughed: "Yes, we are taking the car today, and someone is here to pick you up."

I didn't mention my name, but Zhang Zhendong said he would stay in the car to surprise Xiaojin.

Xiao Jin was really surprised. She looked at Zhang Zhendong and then at Sheng Yun in front of her. She didn't speak for a while. I smiled at him, "Call me uncle, do you know them?"

Zhang Zhendong stretched out his arms to hug him: "What are you talking about? How could Xiaojin not know me? Did Xiaojin miss Uncle? Uncle went to Tibet and brought you a present."

Xiao Jin really called him softly: "Hello, Uncle Dong."

But he only called Zhang Zhendong, and Sheng Yun in front of us turned his head when the two of us got into the car, but Xiao Jin only took one look at him and turned his eyes away, and then turned to Zhang Zhendong's arms In, and never turned back.

The child doesn't shout, and I am a bit embarrassed as the head of the house? I looked at Sheng Yun's face that couldn't make out the expression, and coughed lightly: "Maybe he forgot? Xiaojin, you Sheng Yun Uncle? Remember?"

Xiaojin buried herself in Zhang Zhendong's arms and didn't look back at me, nor did she look at Sheng Yun, so I swallowed dryly.

Zhang Zhendong still didn't want to mess up, hugged Xiaojin and laughed: "I knew it or I was good in Xiaojin's heart! It's also a business trip, and some people are forgotten after [-] days There is no shadow, or is it? Xiaojin has good eyesight, knows that I am handsome and kind-hearted, and I am much better than some people. Who will let some people speak poisonously, hahaha!"

It seems that he still remembers that Sheng Yun scolded him last Christmas because of his grandson.

I also turned my head away. I don't know how to look at Sheng Yun. How has Sheng Yun been so neglected by? People, but I don't want to say anything, I can't say anything for Xiao Jin.

But Sheng Yun didn't say anything this time, even Zhang Zhendong didn't speak back when he taunted him. He turned his head quietly and started the car quietly. The car drove smoothly, slower than the way we just came. There are too many, so the road to go home is extraordinarily long.

He didn't speak, so? Let the car be as quiet as a garbage warehouse. I didn't dare to take a deep breath, lest it might catch fire.

So did Zhang Zhendong? After a while, I thought Sheng Yun would scold him back as usual, but he didn't say anything, instead he flashed him. He looked at me, and I shook my head ?.

So? Zhang Zhendong spoke softly to Xiaojin, he asked Xiaojin what did she learn in kindergarten today?What did you have for lunch?

Xiao Jin also answered him simply, in two words: "stacked paper" and "ribs".

Zhang Zhendong patted his back: "Xiao Jin, are you? Are you? Sleepy, or? Yes? Someone bullied you in the kindergarten? Why do I sound listless?"

Xiao Jin shook her head, didn't say anything, just leaned on Zhang Zhendong's shoulder, and looked out of the window. I was sitting next to him, and I also took his little hand, and Xiao Jin rolled her eyes. Look at me, his eyes? Eyelashes are long, and his eyelids are raised so slowly, like a butterfly flapping its wings in early spring. It softens my rough heart, and I also feel a little sore in my nose.

I gently held his hand, this child is very sensitive, I know he is? Sad for Sheng Yun.Otherwise, he wouldn't be rude and didn't call him. He would have thanked him last Christmas. Although he didn't call him, now he doesn't even want to look at him anymore.

I used to be too nice to him, but I didn't come to see him anymore. If I just stop here, it's fine. But I saw him again, and I gave him a gift. He thought he would come to see him like before, but He hasn't come for twenty? days.

Twenty? Days is a long time for a child, isn't it?

Disappointment once is not an exaggeration. After disappointment, hope is cut off again? The saddest thing.