The good news of the young master's return flew throughout the Dragon Valley like wings. The depressed winter seemed to be squeezed clean in an instant, and everyone cheered, but no one worked anymore, and no one asked if others were still working.

Beibei was still busy cleaning alone, but Director Yang didn't come, and Loni didn't come. Fortunately, the water pipe was repaired quickly, and a group of male colleagues helped Beibei get water and mop the floor. It was really not very hard. There were photos everywhere in the house, including men and women, and there were too many men, but Beibei could tell that on the exquisite boss's stand, the boy who looked pretty like a white dove should be.

The white dove is clean, with short mushroom-like hair, neat and handsome. He dresses in every photo, and the things he likes are all white and clean. Wipe the decorations in the office without changing them. Most of them are white and simple frames, occasionally light green, which is completely different from the glorious and atmospheric royal style of the old boss.

An old photo frame on the desk is inlaid with an old photo. It is a photo from the era without a digital camera. It can clearly see the uniform bulges on the photo, making it more and more realistic. The photo is a woman with noble temperament like a white pigeon, with similar face shapes, similar eyes, and similar soft look at Beibei holding the photo frame. This is probably the mother of the young master. Baige seems to care about this photo very much. The photo frame is directly stuck to the table. This is a woman who is as clean and annoying as a white pigeon, making Beibei's sturdy and solid feeling look particularly native.

The young master seems to like Western literature very much. The bookcase is full of books written by foreigners. Many of these books have been read before, from all ages, especially in the 189th century. Most of them are manifested in national liberation and ideological liberation. Beibei thinks she can understand him. She thinks that what he likes is uncontrollable, the freedom of the mind, and the freedom of his heart, like a white dove, and whatever he likes to do. You seem to see this young man who is as clean as a spring, who once struggled in this room, and his release after breaking away from all this, so that he could not take away all his beloved things.

Oh by the way, his name is Shao Baige.

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It is said that this time, the young master flew back from the distant English Channel, which was a place that Beibei yearned for. She yearned for all the places she had never been to, and there was one. Eight years ago, the young master was sent to the English Channel. During this period, it was like a white dove delivering a message to a distant place. As soon as he left, he lost all the news. During this period, he flew back and laughed out loud, and the old master was already full of his cheeks when he was seventeen years old. He decorated this simple and clean office according to his son's preference.

But later he left, fortunately he was coming back soon.

Many people who came to work in the cemetery early have seen this young master. The driver Wang Shou and the young master have a good relationship. It is said that when they were young, the two often made an appointment to play basketball together. Wang Shou was not stingy with the praise of this mysterious man. He said that the young master was the most handsome man he had ever seen. The old girl and wife of the company were all listening to Wang Shou's lectures in this not-so-clean office at this time. The only few stools were sitting on people. Wang Shou stood in the middle of the room, holding a mop and rubbing back and forth. He actually had such good expression skills and could speak for so long.

In his description, Beibei vaguely distinguished the shadows overlapping with Xu Zhimo, who were very similar to rich, very similar to uncontrollable young people's hearts. What is more similar is his persistence in love and his obsession with a certain woman.

Tomorrow is the fourth day.

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On the first day of Shao Baige's return, Beibei asked for leave. On this day, many people were destined to go to work and wait for the first time to see this mysterious young master. Perhaps some of them would still hope that he could stare at one of the ordinary girls like the prince among Cinderella.

It is impossible to be targeted, but Beibei knew that if she went, she would definitely be selected by Director Yang and would be the secretary of the young boss. Of course, she didn't want to be selected. She didn't want to have another big house waiting for her to plaster every day. This job is so fucking embarrassing. The key is that you will repeatedly deny yourself and feel that you are a housekeeper at a young age. So Beibei simply didn't go. She was looking forward to giving this job to Luo Ni. This must be a better opportunity for her so that Shao Baige could take his time and stare at her at first sight.

More importantly, Beibei is going to visit her grandmother today. Comrade Lao Wen finally asked Beibei to see her grandmother. Since the old lady injured her leg, the 86-year-old man fell and fell. After the leg broke, he could only wait to grow with it. The operation was impossible. Grandma had been in great pain. She was afraid that if she saw too many people, the old lady would understand what was going on, so she would not hurt until now, so she let her go and take a look.

The fog in the early morning was as white as snow, making the whole sky white, but it was more wet than the snow. After walking halfway, Beibei was wet all over. She was born in winter and was the person who was most afraid of the cold. She and her father just walked all the way and didn't say anything. Lao Wen held his wife barely and steamed dumplings early. The hot steam was steaming, and the cold was still red when he was rushing towards his hands.

Grandma lives with her uncle now, which is the house left by her grandfather, and she has long been under her uncle's name. Uncle and aunt have lived with her until she is in her fifties, but the last one still can't stand the divorce. There is a boy who is the only male leader in the Old Wen family. Since he got married, his uncle moved out of his original home and lived in this house with his grandmother.

This three-corner house is commonly known as the Chicken Claw Building. The two-bedroom apartment is on the sixth floor on the tip of the Chicken Claw Building. In the current plan, such buildings are rare. They are neither good-looking nor convenient. All rooms are not facing south or north. The sun cannot spread throughout the room. Grandma lives in this room for noon and can penetrate some days. Uncle lives in that small room for a whole day and can be transported to the sun for a while. It is always colder in winter.

When she walked to the entrance of the building, her father asked Beibei to buy a bag of instant noodles before going up, so she went to the small shop opposite the street to buy a bag. I don’t know when there were few such small shops. This shop was here when Beibei was young, and the doors and windows were still the same as when she was a child. Even the holes cut by the knife in the early years were still honestly in the same place.

The day when my grandfather left, Qin Tian stood in front of the shop, looking at the entrance of the opposite building, and running in panic. Beibei remembered that she looked back at him that day, and he stood honestly, tall and handsome. Now she looked at the entrance of the opposite building. The place looked so small, as if it were a box of drawn matchboxes, poking it upright.

Grandma is not bad, it is really good. It will still hurt when she moves too much. Fortunately, Grandma forgets things quickly and even forgets the pain very quickly. The conversation between Beibei and her was not understood by no one except them, and even Beibei herself didn’t understand it. Just like when she chatted with grandpa, she just couldn’t hear it, and grandma forgot it after hearing it. She used to communicate with the old man like this, and she was good at talking to each other anyway. Dad put the dumplings on a plate and brought a wooden stool from the kitchen.

The stool is an old thing, and no one remembers how it came about. When I was a child, Beibei never asked what it was. There was a stool on four legs, and the stool was attached to it. It was simple in structure, but it was very stable. Dad got a newspaper, put the dumpling plate on the newspaper, and then put a bowl of garlic sauce in Beibei's hand.

Grandma is an old man who is not happy with meat. She is 86 years old and will never eat vegetables anymore. When she reaches this age, she can talk slowly and can't move. Even if she can move her, why bother? The family no longer has her energy. If you like to eat meat, eat it! If you don't eat it, there are few elderly people who live such a long life. This is a verbal blessing given by God, and it is a sin to not enjoy it.

Beibei fed the dumplings one by one to feed her grandmother. Her mother's skills were that ten dumplings had to be half a pound, and her grandmother ate thirteen in one go. Beibei was about to continue feeding her, but her father came over. He took the garlic sauce and chopsticks, and ate the remaining dumplings with this bowl.
Chapter completed!