Glass man

Inside is a storage room with a lot of space.There is a price tag hanging around the bird's neck: 49 yuan each.

He also bought a pair.

Bought too many things today, the little space left in the bag has been filled, he can only hold it with the other hand.And because she went shopping directly after get off work, Shen Jiqing took another route when she returned home, entering through the back door of the community.According to the seasons, it has already entered autumn, but the lingering prestige of summer is still there. In addition, he is carrying a bag and carrying a few heavy bags in his hands, and he is sweating profusely as he walks straight.

As he walked, he thought: There is a chance to start sports again.

Coming home from this road, the first thing you see is not the window on the kitchen side, but the window in the living room opposite it.When he passed by there, he habitually glanced inside and found Cheng Jiang lying on the window sill reading a book.Through the somewhat mottled old window glass and the anti-theft iron window bars, the figure inside the window is also swaying, making it difficult to see clearly.

Shen Jiqing remembered something, slowed down his pace, continued to walk forward with an unclear expression, a tiny blue shadow flashed past the corner of his eyes, but he didn't pay attention.When he turned the corner of the room, he vaguely smelled the aroma of food, many smells mixed together, and he couldn't smell what was what.

He quickened his pace and finally trotted all the way to the door.There was no extra hand, so he pressed the doorbell with his elbow, and soon there were footsteps inside, and the door opened.

"Did you really come back so early?" Cheng Jiang still looked unbelievable.

Shen Jiqing put the things one by one in the closet in the entrance, and took out a small colorful plastic bag from the inside of the bag and handed it to him.Cheng Jiang was flattered and thanked, touched the seal with his hand, and asked first:

"Can it be dismantled now?"

He said of course, so Cheng Jiang started.The children's gift wrapped in plastic film in the bag quickly took shape. Cheng Jiang only glanced at it and said in surprise:

"You bought her the same brand!"

"what?"

Cheng Jiang turned sideways and showed him a yellow puppet rabbit spread out on the table in the living room, and Shen Jiqing recognized it immediately.When buying, the clerk recommended several models in a row. Besides the two he already had, there was also a pink piggy, but after deliberation, he still chose the terry cloth teddy bear with a blue bow tie.

"What a coincidence, I almost bought the exact same one."

Shen Jiqing changed her shoes, washed her hands, and walked into the living room.The girl was brought into the living room at some point, and sat on her own stool, with a pair of dolls on the chair next to her, and an empty plate in front of her, with two sticks of dried noodles in it.The supper was good, but he had no appetite, so he ate only a small portion as usual.

During the whole process, he felt that Cheng Jiang had been peeking at him with wandering eyes.Shen Jiqing always felt that he wanted to say something, but Cheng Jiang never spoke.

He didn't ask.

Shen Jiqing didn't show any clues to solve "whether today is his birthday or not", but he is very good at playing.He took Cynthia and the two of them crazy from the afternoon until nearly eight o'clock in the evening, almost forgetting the important catch.The girl grabbed all the things one after another, and the first thing she caught was a green onion, but Shen Jiqing said that it might not count, because all the things Cheng Jiang prepared were real things of different sizes and colors.

"Maybe she just thinks onions smell good." He showed his small white teeth, but Cheng Jiang was noncommittal.It was too late now, and his only remaining energy was to put Cynthia to sleep.He didn't remember the flower in the yard until she fell asleep, but when Cheng Jiang hurried to the yard and wanted to bring it in, he found that the flower was dead.

In fact, Cheng Jiang hadn't expected much about Hua's situation for a long time, so he wasn't too disappointed.He cleaned up the earthen basin before returning to his room, and tucked Cynthia under the quilt.Then he opened his telegram software and clicked on Shen Jiqing's personal page.Sure enough, a photo of a new ceramic figurine has been updated above.

After deliberating for a while, he clicked on the SMS page and asked Shen Jiqing:

"I just saw the photo in your personal sharing. You post a photo at this time every year. Is there any special meaning?"

As soon as Cheng Jiang finished typing, he closed the phone with the screen facing down.After a while, he quietly turned up the screen a little, and there was already a green message box on it, indicating that the other party had replied to him.He also wanted to know what Shen Jiqing replied, and felt an unspeakable embarrassment, so it took him a long time to make up his mind to turn the phone over.

There are only two words on the screen: Guess what?Followed by a tongue out emoji that comes with the phone.

Cheng Jiang asked: "You celebrate your birthday today too?"

The conjecture that had troubled him for nearly a month was confirmed 1 minute later.

However, it was close to 09:30 at this time, and it was really an embarrassing time to congratulate a birthday.Cheng Jiang had no choice but to say: "Actually, I guessed it before, but I wasn't very sure, so I prepared something in advance and put it in the cabinet in the living room. You can go and see it tomorrow morning."

He typed and deleted this, deleted and changed it, and it took him a long time to send it out, and he didn't dare to read Shen Jiqing's answer.At this time, Lin Suimeng's message happened to cut in, and his cell phone, which had been muted, rang on the table.He hurried to see what she had said.

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: Are you there?

That's right, a foreign stage play is coming to us recently, it's a tour of a well-known American troupe.Qingzhi Shibin and I gathered a group of other friends to go to the Changying Theater at the end of the year. Will you come with us? *@[email protected]*

Cheng Jiang: Going home?

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: Wow!

you know too!

I knew you might be interested in this.

We are going to buy more than 200 fourth-class seats, and group tickets can be [-] cheaper per person.

In a word, come or not?

Cheng Jiang: Come on.

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: ~`o`~

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: We selected tickets from 09pm to 30:[-]pm on December [-]st

how are you hereI can ask my friends to drop by and pick them up together, and other specific matters will be discussed later.What do you think?

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: Right

You are a relative!Do you want to bring them here to get to know each other?

Great, now he doesn't know how to reply again.

Cheng Jiang rested his chin and looked at the screen for a while.He simply stated that he would go alone, and then no matter what Lin Suimeng said, he would only reply her with a smiley face in brackets.He didn't think it was necessary to tell her that he didn't actually have the "relatives" she called, because it would make his situation even more rare and difficult to explain.

Before turning off the lights and going to sleep, he finally switched back to Shen Jiqing's chat interface and took a look.

Shen Jiqing: Thank you.

Shen Jiqing: Good night.

The author has something to say: friendly reminder: pay attention to this bear and its subsequent series of physical states.

☆、chapter28

Shen Jiqing has no interest in drama.He claimed that he didn't want to do anything but stay at home after get off work, so he was an excellent candidate to take care of the children, allowing Cheng Jiang to go to the stage with peace of mind.

On the day of departure, a friend of Lin Suimeng's named Wei Shibin drove his cousin and the two of them to the Changying Theater, which is said to be the largest in the central city and has a history of more than 80 years.After parking the car, the few people saw that there was still plenty of time, so they walked along the road around the large theater that stretched for tens of meters, and then joined the other four people who bought group tickets with them.The last few people were sitting by the flower beds, huddled together and looking at the free brochures in fine print that had been pulled from the shelves.

"Mengmeng," suddenly a girl asked, "Where's your boyfriend?"

"We just broke up." Lin Suimeng said happily, "What's wrong?"

"Why?" Another girl asked in surprise.

"There are so many reasons. If it doesn't go your way, we'll break it up." The person concerned seemed to be very reluctant to bring up this topic, and continued to look at the leaflet. "How does she operate the gauze so that it doesn't get all over her face?"

The first girl who spoke laughed at her: "Don't look like a countryman entering the city. Miss Lin, why haven't you seen anything?"

Half an hour before the opening, they entered the hall directly opposite the theater gate, passed through the security checkpoint, and then several people formed a circle in a noisy circle, researching whether their tickets were odd or even numbers before entering the correct passage .

Cheng Jiang had an even number, so he happened to be able to walk along the corridor with Lin Suimeng, the only person he knew, and two other young girls.The other two people in the same group had a good relationship, and they walked together arm in arm before entering the theater.The shorter one is called You Lulu, with a heart-shaped face, and looks very quiet; the taller one is called Luan Yu, who also wore a big woolen hat in the theater, under the shadow of the brim of the hat is a pair of big Scary eyes, the distance from the white of the eyes to the upper and lower eye sockets is about the same as the diameter of her eyeballs, and pink eye shadow is applied underneath.

At first glance, she didn't look like a real person, but a fake doll.

Lin Suimeng seemed to be very familiar with these two girls.She claimed to have been to the Changying Theater twice before, but it was a few years ago, and now she doesn't really remember where to go, and she was in a daze when she reached the stairs.

They could only run to the door on the first floor and ask the staff whether the fourth-class seats should be upstairs or downstairs, but the other party probably had an accent problem, pointing at the sky while saying "downstairs", let them—mainly Lin Sui Meng and You Lulu, Cheng Jiang himself and Luan Yu have been silent since they came in—they argued for a long time.In the end, You Lulu won.

Lin Suimeng pursed her mouth, and the expression on her face flickered briefly, before returning to her usual bluffing.

Although Cheng Jiang has been away from Lengwan for almost a year, he spent most of his time at Shen Jiqing's house, and he still hasn't seen much of the world.Lin Suimeng and You Lulu kept arguing in front, leaving him and Luan Yu behind, looking around as secretly as possible.

The stairs were covered with red velvet, and on the wall, there were colorful framed paintings in a similar way that he had never seen before, with extremely rich lines.A golden chandelier hangs on the ceiling, and the shadow of each lamp is illuminated by the light of the latter lamp, which clearly shows the golden hollow moon inlaid on it.

Cheng Jiang felt a rare, huge and small happiness.He even rolled up a sleeve quietly, and used the nail on his index finger to scratch hard from the wrist to the back of the hand.

A group of people took the wrong way three times on the way to their seats, and managed to get their seats 5 minutes before the opening of the stage play.Their fourth-class seats are on the leftmost side of the venue. If they were on flat ground, they would probably only be able to see the stage from the side.But because they are on the second floor, they can still roughly see the entire stage.From a top-down perspective, the height of the actors is probably shorter.

The performance has not yet started, so the whole theater is brightly lit.

Cheng Jiang mentally calculated for a while with the most primitive calculation method, and calculated that there are at least 1000 or [-] people sitting here.Only a small part of the stage was dark, and only the outline of a chair placed obliquely in the center could be vaguely seen.The girls next to them looked extremely calm, but they all took out their mobile phones and stretched forward, moving their fingers quickly on the screen, snapping wildly at the small dark set.After the filming was over, several people invariably studied the dozen or so identical and invisible shadow groups in the album, and then sighed in satisfaction, closing the camera software as required by the theater.

"Go back and get the Meitu software and adjust the brightness to make it clearer. It's time to keep it as a souvenir." You Lulu, who was sitting next to Cheng Jiang, saw Cheng Jiang looking sideways at them, and explained in a low voice.At this time, the auditorium suddenly went dark, and at the same time, the smoky gray lights were slowly lighting up on the stage.

Meitu software?Cheng Jiang thought in confusion.

Finally, someone stepped out of the shadows at the back of the stage. It was a dark-skinned woman in a burgundy pleated dress.As soon as she sat down, she was followed by a young white man dressed as a maid, holding a big red box in his hand.The lady, that is, the heroine Elon Tai, said:

"Has the car arrived, Mary?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Have you got my umbrella yet?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Elontai slowly got up as the lights gradually dimmed.With the deafening sound of the train in the darkness, the drama officially opened.

The storyline of "Homecoming" is very simple in the brief introduction on the official website, but on the real stage, the plot is so slow that it is almost static. In many cases, there are even no lines at all, and only the heroine performs a one-man show on the stage.

Elon Tai received a letter from her mother who died of illness, and insisted on returning home from Washington to attend the funeral alone with her maid Manli.However, the train had an accident on the way, and had to temporarily stop in a remote area with no villages or shops behind.They had no choice but to take a caravan on the side of the road to the main road, but found that the driver had misremembered the name of the place and took them to another direction that was even more unfamiliar.The two worked hard to get back to the right path, but suddenly encountered an epidemic, so they could only stay in a small town not far from their hometown.Finally, when they were finally ready to go and arrived in front of the slums, Elon Tai suddenly hesitated.

The story ends here.

On stage, to the absurdly jumpy background music, Elon Tai's memories kept flashing back.

Manli stood in the shadows with her head down like a statue, while Erontai stepped forward, holding the obstructing skirt with both hands, and slowly sat on the edge of the stage.Standing in the middle of the stage behind her is the mother in her memory.The mother is beautiful, proud, fierce, and thinks she is different, but she has to marry a man she thinks is weak and incompetent.On the surface, her father is submissive to her, but in fact he actually looks down on her in his heart.

The two maintain a happy love on the surface, but only Elon Tai knows that the father has an illegitimate child with another woman, and the mother is also dealing with the two lovers at the same time.

The two actors playing father and mother repeat a series of abstract dance moves at different speeds in chairs, finally slowing down to almost stillness, no longer moving after the last movement, but sitting back to back.The pale, hollowed-out lights hit them like fragments riddled with holes, symbolizing their precarious and ruined home.

She hates them.She felt that she had never seen such a vulgar and contemptible person.

Getting off the wagon that had gone the wrong way, Mary said, "Ma'am, let's get the umbrella out."

The sun was shining and the sky was raining heavily.They only brought Madam's white, delicately crafted lace parasol, and stood awkwardly together in the pouring rain.Layers of white mist floated from behind the tip of her umbrella, covering the audience in the front row.

Elon Tai thought she was different too.She felt like a small but strong sailboat on the sea, invincible if she wanted to.Under the action of an invisible blower, the dark and light blue props cloth on the stage rises and falls like waves, but what floats on it is not a sailboat, but a pale white chandelier, hanging tremblingly in the sky. Magnificent, but in fact precarious.

She sat up from the hospital bed in shock, thinking that she had returned to her childhood nightmare.She struggled out of that impoverished and ignorant place to capture the heart of a white man.She asked him to marry her, and at the wedding ceremony, she wore the most expensive pure white dress and a six-meter-long white gauze, like a handful of snow in summer.She got what she wanted, and used all her ambition and calculations to help him win the governor's election.She feels she is in complete control of everything around her and takes pride in it.However, after trying her best, she finally found out that her husband never looked down on her.

He felt that she was vulgar, cunning, and humble, and she didn't cut off this marriage just to maintain the appearance of brilliance and face.

They met children blowing bubbles in the countryside not far from their hometown.Elon Tai stood alone in the center of the stage, using his hands to try to keep many huge translucent spheres glowing with iridescent light all in midair.But there were too many colored balls, and every time she tossed one, more were bound to roll down the stage again, and she chased after them in vain.In the end, only one colored ball was left in her hand, and the rest rolled to the corners of the stage scatteredly.

However, she held it in both hands and dared not throw it into the sky.

Manli said, "Madam, why don't you go?"

Elon Tai answered irrelevantly:

"But I thought I wouldn't repeat my mother's fate."

☆、chapter29

The actors thanked each other three times, arm in arm.Cheng Jiang sat in the re-lit auditorium, reluctant to leave like everyone else.A host came up, and a slightly stuck voice came out of the microphone, informing the audience that there would be a question and answer time for the actors in 10 minutes, and if they were interested, they could go to the first floor to participate.

"Quick, quick!" Lin Suimeng was the first to react, stood up and ran outside.She seemed to be the only one who was familiar with the way, so everyone stood up one after another, for fear of losing her.They passed through the winding stairwell, going downstairs and upstairs, and the moon decoration on the zenith was dazzling.

At last someone pushed open a door, and they rushed in one after another, and hurriedly found a small vacant seat.

Cheng Jiang felt that the stage was much, much higher than he had imagined.

The director also came up and sat on the props with several main actors.The questions asked by the host are very simple, such as "introduce yourself" and "what's your favorite clip" and so on.Three lucky viewers were called up to ask questions themselves, but the scene was too noisy, and Cheng Jiang couldn't hear what they asked.

The host's English skills may not be very good. The content translated into Chinese is much simpler than that of the actors and directors themselves, and sometimes the words used are a bit ridiculous.You Lulu couldn't understand why, so Lin Suimeng poked her head over to explain to them, and the two girls chatted and laughed for a while.

It was almost ten o'clock when they came out of the theater and said good-bye to each other.

Cheng Jiang himself walked back to the car with a few companions, but he didn't think anyone would notice him.He felt like he was still sitting in the theater, surrounded by stormy waves, with all the rainbow-colored balls that Elontey couldn't catch floating in it to the accompaniment of the cello.

The black actress who played Elon Tai said: "To be honest, we didn't deliberately design the image of the rainbow ball. At the time of rehearsal, we just played with the transparent ball in the field by ourselves during the break, but the ball was too big. Too much, rolling all over the floor. Jay (the main director) thought this scene was very interesting after seeing it, and then we slightly modified it and put it on the stage. Regarding its significance, in fact, we also deliberately created a kind of Ambiguity: You can think of them as Elontey’s ambitions and desires, or as her dreams, or both. There’s no right answer to a play, and it’s not that interesting.”

The actress who played Manley then said: "Everyone loves Elon Tai's white wedding veil, which symbolizes mockery and vanity, so we discussed it and put it on the main poster. There are actually two wedding scenes in our original play. An actor who played Elon Tai. When Elon Tee and Mary on the stage were upset because they were pulled to the wrong drop-off place, suddenly the door leading to the outside of the theater directly opposite the stage would bang Open it, and another group of people came in in a big way, throwing rolls of paper flowers on the audience on both sides as they walked. The actor who played the role of Elrond in memory walked behind arm in arm with her husband, and the effect of the blower can Blowing several meters away, the door was not closed until they came to the stage. At that time, Elon Tai untied the white gauze garland and held it in his hand, the effect was very amazing. After the performance, the actor would put on the white robe outside Take it off, and inside is the same clothes as Elon Moss on the stage just now. So far she is in charge of the second half of the performance. But the theater here is too big and divided into several floors, so we made corresponding changes, saying It’s a pity to be honest.”

The actors probably have been in the troupe for a long time, and they have a sense of tacit understanding. After one speaks, the next continues. The content is rich and different.Everyone knows what they are going to say.Cheng Jiang watched with wide eyes, rolling their words over and over in his mind.This is not something Cold Bay can create. The artistic techniques in "Returning Home" and more things that he can't describe hang far away from the heights, showing the wonders behind the clouds.His mood was surging like wheat waves.

Cheng Jiang thought:

It turns out that this is drama.

He felt a small part of his heart wake up.

The question and answer time seems to be very long, but in fact, most of the time is spent by the actors waiting for the audience to quiet down. There is not much real content, but Cheng Jiangquan remembered it.Everyone went their separate ways as soon as they got out of the theater, and the brothers and sisters of the Wei family left Cheng Jiang and Lin Suimeng at a bus stop that could go directly to their respective communities as agreed in advance, and they also left.

Before getting off the car, Jiang was in a trance all the way as if no one was around, until he was pulled out of the car by Lin Suimeng and finally returned to normal, thanking the people in the car and saying goodbye.

Lin Suimeng teased him jokingly: "Are you stupid? It's like losing your soul."

Cheng Jiang tidied up the strap of his shoulder bag in embarrassment.

They found a place to sit, and behind them was the poster of "Homecoming" they had just finished watching, and waited for different buses.Suddenly Lin Suimeng said seriously:

"Xiao Cheng, did you say you worked in a theater before? And directed a play?"

Cheng Jiangzheng was in a daze, and when he heard her mentioning this suddenly, he seemed a little flustered.

"No, it's different." He said, "I used to make... nothing that could be put on the table."

"That's nothing. Anyway, you like this, don't you? Rehearsing and directing a stage play or something?"

Cheng Jiang didn't understand where her topic was going, so he just looked at her in a fog.Lin Suimeng only regarded him as acquiescing, and when the bus didn't come, he quickly said:

"That's right. I and the other six of us who came today are thinking about forming an amateur theater troupe. It's not formal. It's the same as a student club in a university. It's just for fun. Do you want to join? No need Stress, in fact, is that we have nothing to do to play around, and it’s very convenient to be at my house on weekends, you can help write scripts and direct things—”

Cheng Jiang was taken aback by her machine-gun speaking speed, and it took him a while to figure out what she was talking about.No matter what, he had worked in the small broken theater in Lengwan for many years, and he had just watched a shocking performance, and he was also excited at this time, and wanted to agree to her.

But then he immediately came to his senses, why:

"My child is not yet two years old, I may not be able to..."

"It's okay, it's okay, off-site guidance is fine. After we've finished the lineup, you can take a look and give your opinions. As long as you nod and join in, it's fine! We mainly want to invite a "big shot" now—— It’s one of my aunts. She did this when she was young—come to sit in the town, but she always thinks we are fooling around, and she will only consider it if we get ten people. Will you come? Please please please please is you!"

Cheng Jiang was very confused by her, and for a moment didn't understand whether it was a "joke" or she wanted to write something serious.After thinking about it, he felt that this would not disturb his time too much, so he finally nodded.Lin Suimeng was so happy that she stood up on the spot and jumped a few times before she straightened her miniskirt under Cheng Jiang's indescribable gaze, and sat back down again.

"Show me now." She waved her hand indifferently, "But speaking of this...you still work at home now?"

"Yeah. But by this time next year..."

"Let me tell you," Lin Suimeng stood up again and looked into the distance. Seeing that the bus she was going to have had a shadow on the other side of the road, she quickly sat back and continued, "I'm planning to change jobs recently. , Open a studio by myself. When I went to hand over, I heard they said that the department is currently being transferred, and the content of the translation section seems to be cancelled.”

Cheng Jiang's pupils shrank.

"Yes, that's what you think." Lin Suimeng saw him and knew that he understood, "They must have not told you, because I inquired about it, and it is said that it is still under discussion. But according to my understanding of the above Let’s see, this thing is likely to be successful. So you, if you want to find another job, do it quickly. It happens that you also have work experience, so maybe you can find a better one. If you have time, you can take the translation certificate something would be better."

"Translation certificate?" The only certificates Cheng Jiang knew before were graduation certificates and teacher qualification certificates.

"That's right, is it called CCTV or something? I'm not professional in this field, so I don't know much about it, but you can check it online. If you pass the test, it seems to be of great help?"

In the middle of Lin Suimeng's speech, the car to take just arrived at the stop.She quickly took out the card, and shouted to him one last time before getting into the car:

"Anyway, you have to prepare early!"

Cheng Jiang couldn't shout loudly in public, so he could only wave at her.The bus left quickly.Lin Suimeng's voice was flat and long, until the bus drove away, it was still floating and echoing in the air.Prepare early, Cheng Jiang thought, translation card?Unfamiliar nouns, he watched the car completely go away, as if it had been brought out of the theater and had just risen in recent months, drifting away from him.

After the stage play is over, he still has to worry about continuing to live.

As Lin Suimeng expected, one month later, Cheng Jiang's contract expired, and he completely left Qingshi Magazine due to changes in the agency's internal departments.

If it weren't for her warning in advance, he would have almost become a "vagrant" for the second time.

The author has something to say: end of volume 2

Seeing the hard work of the little angels here.

(Perhaps you would like to write me a sentence or two if it is convenient?)

Throughout the whole article, I think volume 2 is the worst volume, probably because of the embarrassing transitional chapter (?) The plot is very flat, most of them are intermittent, it may not be particularly interesting to continue reading desire.

But making it to the third volume is victory, right? (laughs)

The third volume is a part of the content that I personally like very much. During the end of the drama "The Woman in the Lake", there was an emotional conflict, and Xiao Cheng completely completed his character transformation.

MOONSHINESRED, stay tuned.

☆、chapter30

A young man wearing a white cotton mask rode a bicycle into the bicycle lane quickly, passing a row of four-wheeled cars that were jammed together within 2 minutes.

His bicycle is the simplest and most common public yellow patent leather style. A detachable plastic child seat with safety belt is firmly fixed on the beam, which is particularly conspicuous among a group of normal-looking public yellow cars.

He turned into a small street, parked in front of a small patch of brightly colored bungalows, and temporarily locked the car at the door.

"Please register," said the doorman.

The young man took out a simple access card that he hung around his neck from inside the sweater.

The guard picked it up to identify it, took back the register, and opened the door to let him in.

Inside the door is a small yard, with a small children's entertainment facility on both sides.On the left is a shelf that looks like a hemispherical spider web that children can climb in and out of, and on the right is a plastic slide with several slides.Behind the facility is a small strip of pink and white buildings, specially painted in the colors and patterns of fairytale castles, and even the windows are painted with pointed frames.

Cheng Jiang walked into the second classroom on the right with familiarity.

There is a red sign at the door of the classroom, on which two lines of words are specially written in crooked fonts, on the top is "Children's Heart Kindergarten", and on the bottom is "Little Class No. 2".

He pulled the mask on his face to his chin, like a doctor who has just had a dental visit.

The greening of the city streets is very good. Rows of trees are planted on both sides of any wider road.However, the tree planters probably didn't think too much about it at first, and only considered "fast growth, long life, drought and salt tolerance, majestic tree shape, and beautiful leaf crown", which caused the spectacle of snow in April.

"It's not a strange sight." Shen Jiqing was used to it, "It's not just here, it's like this all over the country."

Lengwan doesn't grow poplars tomentosa—Cheng Jiang doesn't know why, they just don't grow them anyway—and Cheng Jiang has been guarding the house before, and he rarely has the opportunity to leave the community, so he has no chance to appreciate this scene.However, as his first job came to an end in a hurry, and he officially "entered the society", he would inevitably ride a bicycle through the snow every day in the early spring, and the necessary lung protection measures were indispensable.

When he finished his first job, he had accumulated a little work experience, so he successfully settled in another unit immediately after.

Although the nature of the work this time does not match his ability, it is a bit close to data sorting and chores, but it is better than nothing.The monthly salary in the second place is even lower than that in the first place, but working from home is no longer allowed.

The solution to the problem is the small class in kindergarten.

"Children's Kindergarten" is named very casually, but it also fits the sweet and soft temperament of ordinary kindergartens.This is not a large or well-known kindergarten, but it is one of the most ideal places that Cheng Jiang and Shen Jiqing spent three months investigating around their home.It has a tidy environment, clean food, relatively high attention from teachers, and the price is within Cheng Jiang's acceptable range.

In the end, he still had to use part of the money Cheng Yuegu gave them.

In this way, Cheng Jiang's daily schedule became to go out with Shen Jiqing in the morning, take Cynthia to the kindergarten by bicycle and then go to work, and come back to pick her up after get off work.The small class in the kindergarten can leave school at 02:30 in the afternoon, but Cheng Jiang gets off work at [-] o'clock every day, and she has to wait for him there for three and a half hours.

He knocked on the door of the classroom and saw that as usual, there were only three children sitting together playing with soft building blocks.

The female teacher shouted:

"Cheng Yue, your father is here to pick you up!"

A well-behaved little girl with blue eyes and a round face raised her head upon hearing the sound, pushed her belongings forward quite skillfully, and bid farewell to her two companions in a child's unique way, kicking and stomping the floor. Run to the door.The floor of the small class is covered with thick blankets, so that children are not afraid of wrestling.

Cheng Jiang took her hand and said goodbye to the female teacher.

Then he led her out slowly, carried her to the child seat on the bicycle, put a child mask on her, and fastened her seat belt.

If you ignore the poplar catkins all over the sky, the weather is fine.

They rode out with the wind, the girl's pony tail like a rabbit's tail tried to float behind her head, but it still didn't float.

Cynthia's hair was dark black, left to barely shoulder length, just enough to be tied up.The ends of her hair are a little uneven, probably because her father is still not so skilled in cutting girls' hair.Cheng Jiang also cuts his own hair, which is a habit he has developed since he was a teenager.

Since Cynthia started going to kindergarten, Cheng Jiang had to spend a little more time alone every day to comb her hair.

When the weather was dry, he let her wear her hair, and tied it up at other times.Girls who are less than two years old have not yet formed a complete aesthetic concept, so they have no objection to going out with one to seven braids on their own sometimes, but they have a strong interest in braiding other people's braids.Her father's hair was not easy to gather together, so she turned to the next best thing and went to toss Shen Jiqing who had longer hair.

Shen Jiqing didn't seem to care about a braid on her head.

But in any case, Cheng Jiang and Cynthia suddenly spent much less time together.Work is one thing: out of 24 hours a day, nine of his hours are extraordinarily unthinkable.At this time of day, he has no time to think, busy