I'm just sorry for plagiarism

This state lasted for a long time.

The eldest lady who is in the process of creation seems to have a hard time noticing the passage of time.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when I raised my head again, the sky, which was still brilliant, had become a little dim.

The coming of the evening seems to have smudged the not-so-hot summer into a trace of rain and wind.

However, looking at the alarm clock hanging on the side, good guy, the time is 08:30, but it's almost time for dinner.

"The meal is ready, come out to eat!"

Hearing the loud yelling outside, the eldest lady shook her head and sighed.

She cleverly saved the written manuscript, and then jumped off the chair.

Stepping on her slippers, she walked to the dining table step by step.

Indulge.

Chapter 523 527, busy

Time flies.

Had a busy night.

Woke up from a deep sleep again, but it was already the next morning.

The alarm clock next to her ear was ringing tirelessly, and the eldest lady impatiently stretched out her slender hand to press it off.

After the manuscript was finished, there were not too many troublesome things waiting to be dealt with. It was rare for her to sleep peacefully this morning.

How can you be willing to be woken up by this disturbing alarm clock?

Simply was a burst of confusion.

Hearing that annoying sound again, it was the knock on the door.

This is already two hours later.

Followed by the slightly rough but tired yell of the old man.

"Daughter! Are you still asleep? Get up quickly! We're going to see the house today!"

Well, it seems that there is no way to be completely relaxed today.

The manuscript was indeed finished, and Lao Zhou's audition had come to an end, but if he really wanted to talk, he was still squatting firmly in the corner, waiting for his presence.

In desperation, the sleepy young lady had no choice but to yawn, and reluctantly jumped off the bed.

Open the door, and you can see a rather formal old man standing at the door wearing a washed-out white suit.

Although he didn't speak, that faint smile always gave people the illusion of a quack.

It feels a little gentle.

This metaphor is somewhat strange.

Li Xia rolled his eyes.

Very angry.

"If you don't want to go, why don't you two go shopping by yourself? Anyway, I can't decide what I say."

It's all right?

My mother wants to see the house, and my father is responsible for paying for it. To put it bluntly, he is just a foil.

Even if she didn't want to change the house, but if she said such a proposal, would mom listen?

People have longed for a new community for so long?It is not an exaggeration to say that she is looking forward to it day and night, and her eldest daughter is so insignificant, so she really thinks she has the right to speak?

Well, the sour statement above was also a joke.

But one thing to say, what happened to me in college would have to stay for another three years. During this period, there was basically no chance to go home except for winter and summer vacations, so whether to change to a new house or not really had nothing to do with her.

Seeing his daughter throwing temper tantrums on his own again, the father was amused.

"Here's a mochi ball for you, we'll be on our way after eating."

Instead, he found a steaming meal wrapped in a plastic bag from the living room on the side, and threw it on his daughter's head.

Feeling the heat and the plastic bag packaging, Li Xia raised his eyebrows, "Is this again, bought from the stall next door?"

"Otherwise, that woman, when did she cook?"

Dad is helpless.

He lowered his voice and complained.

There are three points of funny and six points of complaints in the tone, and one point of complaints.

My mother was very diligent when Lixia was in high school, not to mention cooking every day, but at least she could be seen cooking occasionally.

Even as my daughter entered high school and went home less often, this person became more and more lazy, never cooking, even if he was really hungry, it was the rhythm of going to the next door to buy a meal.

Dad didn't have anything to refute about this, anyway, if the family has money, if it's pretentious, then it's pretentious.

Although in order to maintain the taste of things outside, various seasonings are often put in the lunch box for free.

But in this life, there are not many news that the blood that eats takeaways turns yellow, so my father doesn't take it seriously.

There is a little too much cranky thinking.

The steamed rice is also delicious.

Tear open the packaging bag, and the young miss bites there.

But the old man had already stomped downstairs and pushed the car out.

It was already 10:30 in the morning, and Lixia was able to fall asleep at one o'clock last night. Logically speaking, the sleep time has exceeded the daily requirement standard, which is eight hours.

But for some reason, she still felt extremely sleepy when she woke up hazily.

Probably because I usually stay up late too much.

Even if sleep is guaranteed occasionally, it is indeed too embarrassing to want to be energetic all day long.

Just because it was still quite early, there were already many neighbors who happened to come out for a walk or chat outside the community.

They were all unfamiliar faces, at least Li Xia didn't know them.

After all, I haven't been to my hometown for a long time.

Speaking of which, the neighbors in the community have gradually developed, so naturally they moved to other relatively high-end places to live.

Although Li Xia didn't have a good relationship with this group of people, but he suddenly disappeared, and his mood was complicated.

Just like that dim memory, the picture that was just reborn a few years ago seems to be close in front of my eyes, but I want to be within reach, but there is already a layer of hazy and unreal mist.

The hazyness that can no longer be touched.

But today, it seemed that it was their old Xia's turn to make a facelift.

It's quite embarrassing when you think about it carefully.

Of course, saying so, there are still one or two familiar faces of old men who never left.

When they walked back and forth at the entrance of the yard with their hands behind their hands, they also warmly greeted Father Xia who happened to be downstairs.

"Xiao Xia, go out."

"Yeah, go out for a walk, take your wife and daughter with you."

Dad just laughed.

But he didn't make it clear that he went there to look at the house.

I was also worried that the other party would have mixed feelings in his heart.

After all, it's an old neighbor, and it's always hard to see the banquet.

Unlike those young people, the aging old man basically seldom cared about his father's family background.

And the reason why he was so enthusiastic with him was, to put it bluntly, because the old man's attitude in dealing with people was not bad.

A gentle and gentle middle-aged man, always with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and that kind of smile that is like a spring breeze, which makes people feel comfortable no matter how they look.

With this old face put on that way, there shouldn't be many people who are willing to talk to him, right?

The car parked at the gate of the community.

Father Xia pushed open the door of the back seat.

Perhaps some of the entrances and exits were blocked, and some young people passing by in the neighborhood next door couldn't help frowning.

But when passing by this luxurious car, no one dared to complain.

After all, it can be seen from the appearance of the extravagant car that the head of the household who drives is definitely not a small person.

I bought three 10,000+ cars at random, and I must be a small boss who was never born.

For a small family like myself, it's better not to stir up trouble.

In the world of adults, those who cannot be provoked will probably choose to escape.

Thinking about it, the figure was thrown away faster and faster.

Seeing this group of people running away, Father Xia was also amused.

Thinking about it carefully, it was obviously a fault of myself occupying the avenue at the entrance for a while, but why did it look like an innocent passerby made a mistake?

Isn't this putting the cart before the horse too much?

Just at this time, my unreliable daughter sat down in the back row yawning.

After telling the girl to put on her seat belt, the father stepped on the gas pedal and drove out of the complex slowly.

Headed towards the agreed viewing point.

after the link.

There is nothing more to say.

It's nothing more than all kinds of congestion.

Well, this is also a double-edged sword.

Yecheng is gradually developed, but at the same time as it develops, some problems that only developed cities can develop have gradually spread in this small county.

Foremost among them is the traffic problem.

This is also a cliché, so there is no need to mention it too much.

It's just that although the eldest lady has long expected that there will be a delay on the road for a long time, the father and mother don't seem to be so careful.

"This, this, this, why is it so blocked? When the little salesman told me on the phone, it was obviously not like this?"

Mom stared wide-eyed.

The whole person was a little surprised.

Indeed, the new community is only a quarter of an hour's drive away from the old community.

But that is based on the premise that the traffic flow is smooth and the bus is just waiting for you at the door.

If the road is congested, plus the waiting bus comes every 10 minutes.

Then this trip may take half an hour, or even an hour.

This is not surprising, at least for Lixia.

Because Lixia does not stop at school every weekend, and often travels to various places in the capital to play or meet with leaders, so every time he goes out, he will consider all possible traffic problems in advance. After becoming a good doctor, he is naturally thoughtful.

But for my mother, she didn't go out very often, so she was caught off guard.

The old man was holding the steering wheel like a fool, and he was still happily trying to smooth things over.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's peak season, so it's naturally congested, wait until the afternoon, there must be a lot fewer people."

This is pure bullshit.

The rush hour for work refers to around 06:30 in the morning and [-]:[-] in the evening. At the stalls after [-]:[-], the big guys have already gone to the company to work hard, so how can there be bursts of congestion?

To put it bluntly, the current traffic situation can already be regarded as the flow speed of this street most of the time.

If it is really the morning peak or evening peak time, then this trip will definitely be more congested.