Fortunately, she was always full of passion for her work. She cleaned the greenhouse with a water pipe and diligently wiped the floor until it was shiny and impeccable. Then she opened the glass top to let the water vapor evaporate.
After dinner, it got dark.
She checked the air humidity on the LCD screen of the greenhouse control. It just met the suitable standard for flowers, so she lowered the glass top.
Then I pressed my legs, loosened my bones, and did a set of radio gymnastics. I took a deep breath, saved my strength, and prepared to move the potted flowers back.
But soon she became extremely happy and sad.
Halfway through the move, the wind suddenly picked up. She looked up at the sky, which seemed gloomier than usual. Mu Baoer suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Could it be...
Sure enough, after a few minutes, the wind blew violently and heavy raindrops began to fall.
Mu Baoer was stunned for a moment, and then he jumped up. Oh my god, this is so unlucky. It rained on her. She was going to die. What should I do if there are half of the flowers left?
She hurriedly shouted to the house that it was raining and that she should come and help move the flowers.
But those servants turned a blind eye to her and were doing their own things.
Mu Baoer's heart felt cold, and she stood sluggishly in the rain. The cold raindrops hit her face, and she suddenly understood what was going on.
No one will help her.
She said nothing, and there was no expression on her face.
He just turned around quietly and ran out to the garden. Braving the heavy rain, he picked up a pot of flowers and rushed into the flower room.
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The heavy rain came quickly and violently, with lightning and thunder, as if there was a gap in the sky, a huge rain curtain covered the whole world, and people were hiding indoors. It is very warm during the day in spring, but it is cold at night, especially like this
The rainy night was extremely cold.
In the warm study room, I drank coffee and looked at documents in the cold weather.
The housekeeper knocked on the door and walked in, looking out the window: "Sir, she is still moving the flowers, so let her go on like this? Why don't I have someone help her!"
There was a hint of intolerance in the serious voice.
"Aunt Yang, please go out and stop meddling in other people's business."
The housekeeper could only walk out, holding the coffee coldly, and sneered. She knew how to win sympathy and see how long she could persist, but I believe she would give up soon.
After drinking the coffee, I made a phone call with the internal staff of Tianxing Media.
Half an hour passed. Han Lie stood up, walked to the window, pulled up the curtains, and looked at it, but his pupils shrank.
In the dark wind and rain, in the garden, a slender figure was running back and forth holding a potted flower. Sometimes it was blown around by the strong wind, and sometimes it slipped to the ground due to the rain. He was in such a mess that he thought that the next second, she would be there.
will give up.
But as seconds passed, she was still running between the greenhouse and the garden, like a stubborn little beast.
Han Lie looked at all this indifferently and drew the curtains.
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Under the dim light, there was no one in the garden, only the terrifying sounds of the trees being beaten by the wind and rain.
Mu Baoer's face was as white as paper, and her whole body was covered with rainwater. From her hair to her underwear, everything was soaked. The cold rainwater slid directly into her clothes like ice cubes, sucking away the heat from her body bit by bit. It was very cold, and her whole body
They were all trembling, and their slender bodies could only shrink into a ball.
I just slipped and fell to the ground. I couldn't get up for a long time, and my hands were scratched.