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Wen Shuo couldn't stay anymore after resting at home for only two days. The wound recovered well and there was no inflammation, so he thought about going back to the institute to sit in the office.

What can Dai Zhenheng do? If it doesn't work after saying a few words, he can only let him go.

But even though the man was let go, Dai Zhenheng still repeatedly told him not to eat outside, and he had to come back every day at meal time. Anyway, it was close, and it was not a few steps longer than he went to the cafeteria in the institute.

Of course, Wen Shuo had no objection to this, he wished that Dai Zhenheng could serve in their cafeteria, but he didn't dare to mention it to Dai Zhenheng for fear of being beaten.

At noon on the third day after Wen Shuo went back to work, Dai Zhenheng was preparing lunch when he heard the door knock, and Wen Shuo ran in without changing his shoes, "Brother!"

"What's the matter?" Dai Zhenheng couldn't help laughing seeing him like that, "So happy?"

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!" Wen Shuo took out a pennant from behind as if conjuring, and shook it away, "Look!"

Pennant letter:

Donated to Wen Shuo, a policeman from XX Police Station

Loving, patient and careful

moved grateful thanks

The signature is Li Zimeng's mother and daughter and TT.

If Wen Shuo had a tail, he would have jumped into the sky right now: "The first pennant I received!"

"I'll hang it on the window for you?" Dai Zhenheng was also happy for him, and joked with him while putting the dishes on the plate, "This way, everyone who passes by can see it."

"Who would pass by the window on the ninth floor!" Wen Shuo complained about him, "Besides, it has to be in the office, so I'll take it back for you to have a look at, and I'll have to take it back when I go back to work later."

In fact, he still wanted to show off to his mother, but it was easy to cause trouble. When Mother Wen asked him what he did for the pennant, wouldn't that expose his arm injury?

Mother Wen is still traveling outside now. You must know that his arm was cut and stitched, and he was in a hurry to die.

Wen Shuo spread the pennant on the dining table, and looked at it for a long time, until Dai Zhenheng told him to wash his hands and get ready for dinner, then he skipped to the bathroom.

Wen Shuo didn't stay idle during the meal, and said to Dai Zhenheng while eating: "Brother, do you know that I am not only happy because I have won a pennant, but also because this matter is nothing but nothing."

"It feels similar to how they successfully solved unsolved cases for more than ten years as a criminal policeman." Wen Shuo took a mouthful of rice, chewed it quickly, and swallowed it. "It's very fulfilling. Of course I I also know that what I do is incomparable to others, but I am really happy."

"Eat slowly." Dai Zhenheng picked up the food for him, "Why can't you compare? I think you are much better than them, at most they just let the dead be punished, but you can change the lives of many people. What you do makes more sense than what they do."

Wen Shuo was taken aback by Dai Zhenheng's words, and looked at Dai Zhenheng with his mouth full of food half open.

"What's the matter? Am I wrong?" Dai Zhenheng put the soup in his hand, "Is it possible to have a good meal? What should I do if I choke you?"

Wen Shuo let out a "huh" with his mouth full, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason, so he stopped talking, bowed his head and ate obediently.

After a while, he couldn't help raising his head to look at Dai Zhenheng, staring at Dai Zhenheng until he stared back at him, this guy only heheed twice and asked, "Brother, do you really think I'm so good?"

Looking at Dai Zhenheng's eyes so bright and so gentle, just like its owner, it seems that the whole body is wrapped in the warm and soft morning sun, which sucks Dai Zhenheng into the depths of the bright vortex, and he can't get rid of it no matter what. body.

"Of course." Dai Zhenheng's voice was firm, but he didn't dare to look at him any longer. He tried to look away as naturally as possible, "You have to have confidence in yourself."

Wen Shuo, who was full of confidence in himself, went to work in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly all over his body, and all the colleagues in the office who didn't know that he had received the pennant asked him if he was in a relationship.

Wen Shuo straightened his back, and answered leisurely: "Where is work more important than being in love?"

All the people who provoked him called him, but he turned his face away with a smile and ran away.

After dinner in the evening, Dai Zhenheng accompanied Wen Shuo to play NS, when Wen Shuo's cell phone rang in the excitement.

The world is not as big as the needs of the people, and Dai Zhenheng is used to it. Before Wen Shuo could open his mouth, he put down the handle and became a Buddha, and obediently picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and handed it to someone.

Wen Shuo was reading WeChat, and Dai Zhenheng was watching the two villains on TV.

After the villain died and returned to the starting point, Dai Zhenheng waited for a long time, but neither saw Wen Shuo put down his phone nor listened to his call, so he turned his head to see that this guy was looking at something seriously.

"Immediately," Wen Shuo felt his gaze, and muttered, "In two minutes, that girl Zimeng sent it to me."

Dai Zhenheng wasn't in a hurry, he was only average about games, and he was afraid that Wen Shuo would get bored when he came over, so he specially asked Cheng Yanxin to buy this machine.

In contrast, he prefers to look at the person in front of him, even if he does nothing, it makes him feel very ironic.

After a few minutes, Wen Shuo finally finished watching, looked away from the phone, leaned back on the sofa and let out a sigh of relief.

Dai Zhenheng went to fetch a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

Wen Shuo took it and drank it down, Dai Zhenheng reached out to take the empty cup as usual, but received a mobile phone from the other party: "Brother, take a look too."

After speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen with the cup.

Dai Zhenheng was a little confused, but since Wen Shuo asked him to watch it, he obediently unlocked it and watched it.

Li Zimeng sent a very long message, which was so long that Dai Zhenheng scrolled up for a long time before he found the beginning.

Little Vancouver:

The day before yesterday, my mother and I used a can to lure Xiao Hei back home. He has a very strange temper and likes to hide in the corner to observe us, but he has adapted well. TT likes him unilaterally, always clings to him, and doesn’t pay me much attention. [uncomfortable]

Next, we are going to send these two dirty cats to take a bath for deworming or something. Xiao Hei must have never been vaccinated, ah, and neutered... But this will have to wait for my father to come back from a business trip and tell him to go, otherwise Xiao Hei will hate it I'm in trouble. [witty]

Since TT came back, I have been feeding it! [Proud] And I change the water for them every day, and I will clean the food bowls after they are used up!

The first time I shoveled cat litter, I almost smoked my head, it stinks!I'm going to doubt my life!How can such a cute kitty pull out such a smelly poop, it's unscientific! [Crazy] But after a few days, I have almost gotten used to it, and probably in the near future I will be able to shovel cat litter with a job like my emperor's master! [laughing out loud]

Tell you secretly, my mother cried again last night!Because after changing the water for TT and Xiao Hei, I brushed a few bowls in the pool.

I really didn't expect that I just washed a few bowls, and she would cry like that... I was a little scared, but then I recalled and found that the last time I helped my mother make these, it seemed to be when I was in elementary school, the teacher Leave homework for us to help with housework and then write essays.

I don't remember how my mother reacted at that time, but it made me realize that I really haven't done anything for her for too long.

For so many years, it seems that it is so natural to leave everything at home to my mother-whether it is cooking, washing dishes, or cleaning and washing clothes (even my socks and underwear have always been washed by my mother), And TT.

Now that I think about it, I feel that I am too good. This family is not the home of my mother alone. Why is it that only my mother is working hard to do all this in the whole family?And my mother is also my grandma's daughter, but every time I go back to my grandma's house, my mother will not let my grandma take care of these things.

I always feel that after going through this incident, I saw many things that existed in front of my eyes before, but I have never been able to see them.

I think I should help my mother do more things, um, how should I put it, I can’t say that I do it for her, after all, in fact, many things my mother is doing should be done by myself.

Thank you, Brother Wen, if it wasn't because you insisted that I find TT by myself, I would have given up long ago.

In that case, not only will I never see TT again, but the relationship with my mother will definitely get worse and worse.

It was like this in the past. My parents told me many truths, but I couldn’t listen to them. I felt that they must be targeting me, but how could others tell me these things?

It's like many times I feel that my colleagues are unfriendly to me, but they never tell me why, they just alienate me, let me hang out, and choose to resign and leave when I can't stay anymore.

When encountering this kind of thing before, I always felt that it must be someone else who was wrong, and never thought about whether the reason was myself.Now... To tell you the truth, my first reaction is still to think this way, but after thinking about it this way, I will also tell myself to think about whether I have done something wrong in this matter.

Well, I accidentally said so many nonsense words, I hope you don't mind, Brother Wen!I just want to tell you that I am really trying to change myself!Thank you for making me understand that changing myself is not for others, not even for mom and dad, but for myself.

And, I'm learning to bake cookies recently [boo], and I'll make a cake for my mom on her birthday next month! [hey hey]

Brother Wen, what kind of biscuits do you like to eat?Tell me, I'll make it for you! [circle]

Dai Zhenheng finally finished reading the WeChat message, but he didn't look away immediately, but stared for a while with lowered eyes.

Wen Shuo came back from the kitchen a long time ago, and sat cross-legged facing Dai Zhenheng. He couldn't help asking until the screen of his phone went black, "Brother, have you finished reading it? Could it be that he fell asleep?"

"It's over." Dai Zhenheng shook his head, smiled and handed the phone back to Wen Shuo.

Wen Shuo happily took the phone and fiddled with it, probably replying a message to Li Zimeng.

Dai Zhenheng watched him beating and beating, and stopped to look at it from time to time, and sometimes deleted some content and re-wrote. He couldn't help but asked: "So what kind of biscuits do you like to eat?"

"It's not sweet, right?" Wen Shuo frowned, still focusing on his phone, "When I was a child, my mother always bought me that X Energy Prince biscuit for breakfast. I ate it so much that I felt physically sick when I mentioned this brand."

Dai Zhenheng let out a "huh", picked up the pad on the side, and started to check the method of biscuits - the oven is ready-made, and it is occasionally used for other dishes, so when it is decorated, everything will be done in one go , I just didn't expect it to come in handy.