"the day after tomorrow?"
Su Yaqin raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is it such a coincidence? I will also attend a wedding the day after tomorrow. It's my cousin's wedding."
"That's a coincidence."
Is the day after tomorrow an auspicious day? Why do people choose that day to get married?
"My cousin also married someone from a large compound, but not from your Compound No. 1. I think he married someone from Compound No. 7."
After Su Yaqin finished speaking, Song Shishi widened her eyes and asked tentatively, "Is your cousin's fiancée's surname Meng?"
"Hey? How did you know? I just found out today that my cousin's wife's last name is Meng."
This time it was Su Yaqin's turn to be surprised.
Song Shishi smiled awkwardly, "We might be talking about the same wedding."
...
...
"ah?"
Meng Yinting lives in Yard No. 7, so it is most likely her.
"After going around in circles, they are all acquaintances."
Su Yaqin covered her mouth and laughed.
"Then we can meet again the day after tomorrow."
Xu Li didn't think much of it. She just thought it was great that the three of them had a chance to get together again.
After the discussion was over, Su Yaqin and her family returned home after Zheng Peilan brought Li Haoyang back.
The morning in Beijing is not as good as that in Huaiqing.
In the mornings of Huaiqing Brigade, there are the sounds of birds singing, villagers chatting during the busy farming season, and some people who are in high spirits will sing to each other in the wheat fields.
In the mornings in Beijing, everyone is in a hurry, rushing to buy groceries or to go to work.
Song Shishi is no exception.
She got up early in the morning and made breakfast for her family.
When Zheng Peilan got up, breakfast had already been placed on the table.
"Mom, I cooked some porridge and steamed some buns. You and Dad can eat them while they're hot. I have to report to work, so I'll leave first."
After Song Shishi finished speaking, she hurriedly picked up her backpack and walked out.
"Have you eaten yet? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Zheng Peilan saw her flustered, and looked at the steaming porridge and buns on the table, and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
In the past, when Song Shishi was at home, she was spoiled like a princess by their parents and never had to do any housework.
It has only been half a year since I went to the countryside, and so much has changed.
While feeling heartbroken, Zheng Peilan also felt very relieved.
Her daughter has grown up after all.
Xu Li cleaned the room before coming out.
Song Zhenhua had left a long time ago, leaving only Xu Li and Zheng Peilan at home.
"Lili, get up. Shishi made breakfast this morning. Auntie will heat it up for you."
Zheng Peilan, who was sitting on the sofa knitting, heard the noise, turned around and saw Xu Li coming out of the room, standing up and going to the kitchen.
Xu Li quickly pulled her back and said, "Auntie, I'll do it myself. You go ahead and do your thing."
“Can you use it?”
The stoves used in the city are different from the earthen stoves used in the countryside.
Although Xu Li said she could, Zheng Peilan still followed behind worriedly.
"I will. My sister taught me yesterday."
In front of Zheng Peilan, Xu Li successfully started the car, and Zheng Peilan was relieved.
"That's fine. It's your own home anyway, so you can do it yourself."
"good."
Fearing that Xu Li would feel uncomfortable, Zheng Peilan said nothing more and turned back to sit on the sofa to knit.
Xu Li stuck her head out to take a look, let out a breath, and stared at the pot of porridge in front of her.
Sister Shishi’s mother is such a nice person, gentle, pretty, and always smiles at everyone.
With a mother like this, it’s no wonder that Sister Shishi is so outstanding and so good.
After breakfast, Xu Li cleaned up the kitchen consciously.
Zheng Peilan took a look and knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she just let her do her thing.
Just as I finished cleaning up here, Meng Xiaoqi's voice was heard outside the door.
"Aunt Zheng, I'm Xiaoqi."
Zheng Peilan put down her sweater and stood up to open the door.
"Xiaoqi, are you off today?"
"Well, I promised Sister Shishi yesterday that I would take Sister Lili out to play."
"That's great. This is your sister Lili's first time in Beijing, so you have to entertain her well."
"I know, Aunt Zheng, don't worry."
Xu Li heard the conversation between Zheng Peilan and Meng Xiaoqi, cleaned the mop, hung it up, wiped her hands and walked out.
Zheng Peilan patted Xu Li's shoulder and said, "Go out with Xiaoqi, and if you like something, buy it."
As he spoke, Zheng Peilan lowered his head and prepared to take money out of his pocket.
Seeing this, Xu Li quickly stopped her and said, "Auntie, no need, I have some on me, and my brother sends it to me every month."
Seeing that Xu Li didn't seem to be lying to shirk her responsibility, Zheng Peilan didn't insist anymore.
In fact, Zheng Peilan also felt uncomfortable when Xu Li was at home.
After all, we are not familiar with each other and don’t know what to talk about. We are always polite when we get along, which is inevitably awkward.
Now that Meng Xiaoqi takes Xu Li out to play, she also breathes a sigh of relief.
…
Song Shishi arrived at the office early in the morning, but she didn't expect that the person responsible for connecting with her was Xie Youan.
"Comrade Song, welcome to join us."
Xie Youan smiled and extended his hand to Song Shishi generously.
Time stood still for a few seconds at this moment. Song Shishi quickly reacted, stretched out her hand, and shook hands with Xie Youan.
"Thanks."
Xie Youan took Song Shishi to the office, which had only four long tables.
Only the desk by the window was empty.
The other long tables were filled with documents.
"That desk over there is where you'll be working from now on. When you're done cleaning up, I'll take you to see Mr. Xie."
"Oh, okay."
Song Shishi nodded in response and looked at the other two colleagues in the office.
She was the only woman in the entire office.
"Hello, my name is He Xiangzhe, a clerk in the translation department."
"My name is Mo Mingfei, a clerk in the translation department."
He Xiangzhe looks to be around 30 years old. He has a ring on his left ring finger, so he must be married.
People seem kind too.
Mo Mingfei looked much younger, probably around twenty years old. He was stern and had a serious expression.
Song Shishi nodded slightly, "Hello, my name is Song Shishi, today is my first day here, please give me your guidance in the future."
He Xiangzhe and Mo Mingfei nodded, then sat back in their seats and started working on their tasks.
"If there's nothing to clean up, let's go over there now."
Xie Youan glanced at the time on his watch, then glanced at the backpack Song Shishi was carrying, and said lightly.
"good."
On the way to Xie Yushan's office, Xie Youan introduced her to the work content of the clerk in the Translation Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as well as some precautions.
"Tomorrow is Saturday. Unless there is a special mission, it will be a day off. You will come to work the day after tomorrow, and specific tasks will be assigned to you then."
"OK."
When they arrived at the door of Xie Yushan's office, Xie Youan told her to wait at the door for a while.
Xie Youan knocked on the door and went in. After about a few minutes, the office door opened again.
An old man came out, looked her up and down, nodded at her, and left without saying anything.
Song Shishi smiled back.
"Come in."
Xie Youan came out and called her at this time.
Seeing that she was still looking at the old man walking away, he reminded her, "That's our Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs. His last name is Su, and everyone calls him Mr. Su."
Deputy Minister? Last name Su?
Isn’t that Su Yaqin’s father?
By the way, Sister Qin mentioned to her last time that her father was the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. She didn’t expect to meet him on the first day of reporting for duty.
Following Xie Youan into the office, Xie Yushan waved at her.
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