Chapter 452 Parallel Time and Space (Part 7)



Chapter 452 Parallel Time and Space (Part 7)

The old grandmother was so angry that she snorted and felt embarrassed because her grandson had exposed her lies for no reason.

He reached out, grabbed a jasmine bud and threw it on Xiguapi's head.

"That's really not cute at all."

Watermelon Peel pouted and muttered quietly, "Grandma is just a big blowhard."

Perhaps it was afraid of being heard, so it ran away with its tail between its legs.

"Come, my daughter, grandma, I'll string some for you."

The old lady sent her grandson who loved to tell the truth away, with a smile on her face, and reached out to grab a handful of flower buds.

Lin Xiaotong obediently stretched out her hand, the flower bud touched her wrist, it felt cool, she tied a bow with a ribbon, and raised her hand.

She couldn't help but praise: "It's really beautiful."

"Of course, grandma's flowers look good on everyone."

The old lady was delighted to hear this.

I'm old and my spouse is gone. I can't stay idle at home all day, so I want to find something to do.

I simply set up a small stall across the street from my own shop. I didn’t do it to make much money, I just did it for fun.

There are people coming and going on the roadside every day, and some people who love flowers always stop and come forward to take in the fun.

She would talk to anyone who came up to her, and she felt much better when she saw the youthful children.

I think she was like this when she was young. She couldn't walk when she saw something beautiful.

When her husband was pursuing her, he would prepare a big bouquet of flowers for her every time they met.

Now that he is gone, she has become a flower seller.

Yesterday evening, when she was about to close her stall, a middle-aged man in a blue delivery uniform hurried over and bought the last three strings of jasmine flowers.

Before leaving, the man asked her for a plastic bag with a red face, and his big hands holding the flower bouquet were shaking slightly.

The grandson, Xiguapi, understood what was going on and ran back to the store to get a plastic bag.

The man took it, packed it, and carefully hung the bag on the hook in front of the electric scooter.

This is also a son, husband, and father.

Lin Xiaotong took the flower strings home, and the two extra strings were hung on the wind chimes on the balcony.

She thought to herself that after moving to the new house, she could have a pot of jasmine on her small balcony.

The wind blows and the bells ring, and the days are slow and long.

When it comes to weekend nights, I will wonder why time passes so quickly?

Tomorrow morning I wake up and it's Monday, another working day.

He counted on his fingers, slid down, covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

In a confused dream, I found myself winning the lottery.

Just as I was about to claim the prize, the alarm rang and the soap bubble in my dream burst.

"Why do you have to go to work again?"

It took me ten minutes to get out of bed and brush my teeth with my eyes closed.

I've only been working for a week and I'm already longing to retire.

I used to think there was nothing wrong with finishing school and graduating early.

I don’t feel that way after I get to work.

Being young also means that you will have to work longer in the future.

When Sister Gan retires and lives a leisurely life collecting her pension and dancing square dance, she may still be reporting materials at her workstation.

Every time she passed by the small park near her workplace, she was particularly envious of the elderly people doing morning exercises there.

“Why in the world is there something so annoying about going to work?”

"There are so many rich people, why can't there be one more me?"

"Ahhh, I'm going to fight you rich people!"

Comrade Kobayashi started a new round of fantasy of getting rich quickly early in the morning.

No matter how much you think or how much you make a fuss, you still have to go to work.

Breakfast cannot be missed, so I brought my own small bowl with me this time.

Made of stainless steel, the main feature is that it won’t break when dropped.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that the minister’s big pink bowl was accidentally broken last time.

It became a pile of fragments and was swept into the trash can.

She arrived at the cafeteria, opened the disinfection cabinet, and immediately saw the stainless steel bowls that were pinker and larger than before.

It was shiny and glossy, as if it had been specially washed with detergent.

She knew at a glance that this must be the minister's bowl.

While no one was around, I quietly got closer and took a look at the sign below.

Indeed, she is very smart.

I had noodles for breakfast, a boiled egg, and some pickles made by the canteen chef.

After finishing my meal, I checked my phone and it was 12:29 am. I hurried to the office to sign in.

The novice protection period ends in the second week of work.

Several documents were already piled up before people even arrived at their workstations.

Ganyu looked up from the pile of materials: "Good morning."

Lin Xiaotong put down her bag and replied, "Good morning, sister."

Then the sound of keyboard tapping was heard again.

Before she started working, she went to the corner of the stairs and filled a kettle of hot water.

After coming back, the printer was put into use before anyone else.

I just finished my meal, stood up and rested my hands on my waist for a while, and printed out the competition question bank.

There are hundreds of questions, forming a thick stack.

Place it in the most conspicuous position so that the leader can see it as soon as he comes in.

Gan Yu took a moment to glance over and said, "The Minister asked you to participate in the competition, who else is there?"

"And Xie Yi on the first floor, he'll have the preliminary round this Friday at 9 a.m."

Lin Xiaotong had no interest in the question bank at all. Seeing the densely packed questions, she felt overwhelmed.

Ganyu shook her head. She had been working for four or five years and had some experience.

"Xie Yi joined the company last year, and the leaders must have called you because they saw you were young.

You don’t know that our company held a speech contest last year and everyone under 35 had to participate.

Some top scorers even prepared PPTs, but I ended up being the last one.”

This kind of fancy work is common, after all, it requires little funding and does not take up too much working time.

Lin Xiaotong was amused: "The game is on Friday anyway, let's wait and see on Wednesday."

"Xiao Lin, please check the WeChat group messages and submit that report this morning.

I have a template here, you can refer to the list and organize your language."

"Okay."

I made a cup of scented tea and got back to work.

The cafeteria opens for lunch at 12 noon, and after 11:30, the work at hand is almost done.

Lin Xiaotong stood up and pounded her shoulders which were sore from sitting for so long.

He took out the snacks he bought last week from the drawer and threw a bag to Ganyu.

Eat something to fill your stomach before dinner.

It happened that a girl from the office next door came over to distribute study materials. I grabbed a bag of snacks and stood there chatting for a while.

"Didn't they say Xie Yi was going to be transferred to the Organization Department? Why is there still no news after two weeks?"

"I don't know. They haven't come down to talk yet." Ganyu was also puzzled.

The man whispered mysteriously, "I heard from Sister Xiu on the first floor that Xie Yi's father is in prison."

Lin Xiaotong pricked up her ears and listened.

Prison? Impossible? If that were the case, he wouldn't even pass the political investigation.

Ganyu took a few gulps of water and said, "Then this isn't a system either."

Come on, it turns out that he works in prison.

Sister Xiu from the unit is about to retire and doesn’t have any other hobbies. She usually likes to inquire about private matters.

She knows exactly what jobs each relative in the unit does.

"But that's not a good company either. The overtime is even worse than here."

"I have a classmate who works there, and he said it's basically 5+2, day and night.

I would rather sleep on the floor at work than go."

Lin Xiaotong was eating pine nuts, listening to gossip, and waiting for the cafeteria bell to ring.

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