In the middle of the night, Cheng Tianyuan turned around and wanted to sleep.
Maybe the sofa is uncomfortable, or he may be thoughtful. He can't sleep.
The single room was very small. He moved his body side by side, the light lights projected into the window, and saw Xue Ling who was sleeping.
The crowds in front of me were tired for a day, no noble and elegant fairy tale heroine, nor her beautiful spicy little brutal, meek like a soft cute lamb, sweet asleep.
Cheng Tianyuan's eyes were deep, his eyes fell on the sleeping beauty, and his heart seemed to be excited.
She soon stabilizes and starts a new life. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow may not need him to help stay at night.
At that time, she has her days, and he also has a busy life, the point of meeting ... it seems that it is gone.
On the day of her wedding, she complained as soon as she entered the cave. One was implying that the two were inappropriate. They could not organize the family at all. They were reminding him that the two would not have a good ending.
The Civil Affairs Bureau is north of the county seat. When she stabilizes, most of them will take the initiative to propose ...
Thinking about it, he was drowsy, and he fell asleep unconsciously.
Early in the morning, Cheng Tianyuan washed out to buy breakfast. Xue Ling didn't sleep enough last night, and he still depends on the bed.
"This soy milk fritters are delicious. The fritters are cold and taste bad. Get up and eat." He put things down and turned to wash his hands on the small balcony.
Xue Ling smelled the aroma of the fried dough stick, and the muffler suddenly came out. He lifted the quilt, hurriedly put on his coat, and ran to wash quickly.
Cheng Tianyuan wiped his hands, Shen Sheng: "I'm going to work, come here in the evening to pick you up."
"Brother Yuan, eat it!" Xue Ling was holding the hot fritters, and his heart was warm.
Cheng Tianyuan shook his head and answered: "I only bought one for you, I will go back to the supply and marketing cooperative to eat."
He always saves money. A bag of soy milk and two fritters can buy five big buns, which is more expensive to him, and it is not enough.
His breakfast is generally porridge and two steamed buns. The price is affordable and more hungry.
"Wait!" Xue Ling hugged the soymilk bag and stuffed it into his hand, and said with a smile: "It's a bit cold in the morning, you drink a little warm first. It's enough to drink a bag."
Cheng Tianyuan watched her smile as bright as the sun, and her eyes nodded slightly, and she took a few mouthfuls.
When I went downstairs, the abdomen was slightly warm, and the scent of soy milk was still sweet in the throat. This morning feeling -it couldn't help remembering the childhood of Da Hu's mouth.
At that time, the family was not abundant, but it would not be as tight as later.
Mother's breakfast always grinds some soy milk and make a bun. The family sat around the small table.
He unconsciously pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled softly.
After Xue Lingle enjoyed breakfast, he simply changed his clothes and went out to Rongcheng Daily.
The spring breeze was proud of horseshoe, and unknowingly arrived at the door of the newspaper.
At this time, the newspaper just started to work, and people came and went.
A man was typing with an old version of the typing machine, and looked up to see her probe to find someone, and grinned: "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"
Xue Ling generously reported his name, explained his purpose, and politely asked where Director Liu's office was.
"Oh! It's you!" The young man laughed enthusiastically: "Director mentioned you during his lunch break yesterday and said that you graduated from the Emperor's Foreign Language Academy!"
His voice was a little big, causing others to see it.
Xue Ling nodded his head and gave them a nod, very polite.
The man patted his chest, and said clearly: "My name is Liu Xing, the star of Xingxing. I am responsible for the typesetting work. New colleagues, I will advice in the future."
Xue Ling is an authentic northerner.
"I'm not your formal colleague. Today I came to work with Director Liu, but it's not sure!"
Seeing that she was not only beautiful, but also generous, she said diligently: "The director is looking forward to your talented girl! The first room there is the office of Director Liu."
Xue Ling said thanked, turned around, and knocked on the door gently.
"Please enter!" Director Liu was working.
"Director Liu, hello!"
"Oh, Xiao Xue! Hurry up, please sit down!" Director Liu stood up, put down the pen in his hand, and waved his hand and asked Xue Ling to sit down.
Xue Ling secretly rejoiced, and Director Liu did not hide her importance and expectations.
Doing things here, leaders can emphasize themselves, that's the best.
"Director Liu, I think before, I think the position of this English editor is still very opposite to my profession."
Director Liu listened, haha laughed.
"Okay! Xiaoxue! The newspaper is the talent like you! We will be a colleague in the future, work well in the future. If you wait, I will ask someone to go to the employment procedure immediately!"
College students like Xue Ling are scarce foreign language majors. Wherever they go in the 1980s, they were all fragrant. With Xue Ling's cheerful and generous, Director Liu was overjoyed.
The employment was very smooth. Director Liu took her to know other colleagues, so that Wang Qing, who was responsible for the English sector, quickly handed over.
Wang Qing is about 23rd or four years old. She looks handsome and gentle, with two twist braids, wearing a nylon cloth dress,
She heard that Xue Ling was going to take over the English column and secretly relieved.
She only understands a few simple English words, and she can't do it at all.
Almost every time she did it, she was thinner, and she was uncomfortable.
"Sister Xue, I can finally throw this hot potato to you."
Xue Ling laughed, and said: "You have to ask you to enlighten me!"
Liu Xing's interpretation on the side said: "Wang Qing is the most famous writer in our Ronghua County. Don't look at her young, she has published a collection of prose and two novels!"
"Wow!" Xue Ling Boxing: "It turned out to be a master of Wang! Non -disrespect!"
Wang Qing laughed and said shyly, "I wrote blindly ... It's not a serious writer. Everyone will be a colleague in the future.
English teacher. "
"Hey! I have to learn too!" Liu Xing encounted and smiled.
On the other side, a few middle -aged colleagues shook their heads and smiled bitterly, saying: "Once I see English, we have a headache, we are old, I can't learn it."
The new colleagues are both literati, and the working atmosphere is very easy and harmonious. Ben in the emperor, Xue Ling is generous and cheerful, and soon incorporates a new working environment.
Her new desk is in the most corner, Liu Xing opposite, and Wang Qing next door.
Director Liu said that the three of them were the youngest, and they arranged for them to sit.
"At present, we have twelve staff members, two guards, and deputy directors, and other colleagues. You also know it -yes, the deputy director is on a business trip, and he will come back in a few days. At that time, you will introduce you to know.