No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Chapter 1 New Scene

"Here, here, Miss Lin is here." A girl rushed into the room and shouted to the inside.

Ou Mengmeng raised her eyes and looked at a room full of jewels and jewels. Not far away was an incense burner that smoked people to death. She closed her eyes helplessly.

She remembered that she had just sent the children away at the school gate. This was her last farewell. Tomorrow, she would start enjoying her retirement life. As a result, someone came to commit murder. As the person in charge, she could only rush forward.

The cold dagger pierced her body, and there was only one thought in her mind. She had booked a resort hotel in the Maldives and didn't know if it could be postponed.As a result, I was woken up by the sound of "Ms. Lin".

When she woke up, this image was in front of her eyes. Ou Mengmeng wanted to pinch herself, but just as she was about to say something, a gentle little hand came over and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, "The old lady thinks she was tired. Knowing that Miss Lin is coming today, I'm worried about her. I woke up several times during the night."

"Don't talk about the old lady, even if it's us, we still remember it." A woman in her thirties, but in an old-fashioned pair of trousers, accompanied her with a smile.

If Ou Mengmeng couldn't remember where this was, she really wasted so much reading.However, she still couldn't believe it, she would wear books like the characters in those children's books, right?

Ou Mengmeng is the principal of a key primary school. She has worked for 30 years and has educated countless people. Under her leadership, the primary school has moved from a district key to a provincial key, and it is one of the top ten primary schools in the province.

After 30 years of primary school education work, the grown-up students sometimes come back to see her and often joke that she is not good at teaching, but she is good at managing students.

But no one knew, she was getting tired of managing people.She applied to withdraw from the second line a year ago, but was unsuccessful; she applied again half a year ago, but was still unsuccessful.Some time ago, the superior unit wanted to transfer their school from public to private, or she would continue to be the principal, but she did not agree.

She planned her retirement life early, booked the hotel, arranged the itinerary, her luggage was packed, and she also bought a house with beautiful mountains and rivers in other provinces, and when she was going to return from vacation, she moved far away. She can't go back to the place where the students can find her. She is determined that no one can disturb her retirement life. Why, why did she close her eyes and then open them again, and come here?
But she couldn't help her to think about it, people from outside came in surrounded by a five or six year old girl with a sick face, that girl was just like what was written in the book, with two eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be happy but not happy .Two dimples are born in the state of worry, and the disease of being delicate is attacked all over the body.Tears dripped, panting slightly.When you are quiet, you are like a beautiful flower shining in the water, and when you are in action, you are like a weak willow supporting the wind.The heart has one more opening than the stem, and the disease is like Xizi's three points. '

Ou Mengmeng wanted to die a little bit, this, what should she do?Follow the plot, step forward to hold her and cry, and then say, with so many children, I only love your mother?This is what a child can believe.Well, red science experts don't believe it either, so it doesn't matter whether she believes it or not.The important thing is, is she going to act like this now?

"Old lady!" Yuanyang gently supported Ou Mengmeng, but she didn't doubt anything.

She grew up beside the old lady, and she can become a first-class girl step by step. Both Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng have to be polite to her, because she is the one who knows the old lady best.She knows very well that the old lady looks gentle and humorous, but in her own words, she started as a great-grandson's daughter-in-law and can take care of such a big family. There are a lot of them, if it's true to rush to cry now, it's fake, I'm afraid that there is really throbbing in my heart, so I don't say a word.

"Okay, people are here, let's all go back!" Ou Mengmeng calmed down, raised her head, and said to the people below.

The cheerful atmosphere in the room just now was swept away, and everyone looked up at the old lady together.What does this mean, without an introducer, without arranging to greet the elders, without calling the girls over to meet foreigners, just drive away like this?

"Both men and women have different seats at the age of seven. Move Baoyu out, and Daiyu lives in the warm pavilion in front of me. Daiyu's boat is exhausted, and we will talk about the ceremony with relatives later." Ou Mengmeng stretched out her hand to the little girl, and pulled her into the room. Sitting down beside him, he said in a deep voice.

"Old lady." Mrs. Wang had been accompanying her all the time, and she had thought about it countless times. She thought she hadn't made any arrangements and didn't meet the ceremony, but now she just moved Baoyu out of her mouth.She had always wanted to get her son back, and felt that the old lady had spoiled the good child.As a result, the old lady drove Baoyu out with a sullen face.Different seats are still used for seven years old, and Baoyu is not only seven years old.Mrs. Wang felt depressed again.

Mrs. Xing and Grandma Zhu were also a little surprised. What does it mean to drive them out?They were not even allowed to see the ceremony, and they couldn't help but wonder if something just made the old lady unhappy, so they lost face at this moment.

"I'm tired too, I don't need to come over for dinner at night, let's use it at home!" Ou Mengmeng waved her hand, her expression still unhesitating.

Everyone was hesitating, when there was a burst of laughter outside the door, "I'm late, I'm late..."

Seeing the sign who came out of a book come in, and seeing the silent room, she couldn't stop laughing, she hurriedly withdrew her smile, greeted the old lady, the first wife, and the second wife, and peeked at the room. The villain next to the old lady, but dare not speak.

"Get out!" Ou Mengmeng closed her eyes coldly and reprimanded lightly.

Everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, they all got up and saluted, and all of a sudden retreated cleanly.

Xiao Daiyu was also frightened. Originally, she was full of apprehension when she walked all the way, but now she saw her grandmother, she felt even more uneasy. Just now, her grandmother didn't ask her to salute, nor did she introduce anyone in the house to her. After driving everyone out, what is she doing?You won't offend the whole family once you come, right?
"It has nothing to do with you." Ou Mengmeng smiled at her, and turned to Yuanyang, "Are you going to clean up?"

"That..." Yuanyang was a little hesitant, Baoyu is the old lady's sweetheart, now what are you talking about moving Baoyu out, where should it go?Which one of the people in that room is easy to get along with.But when she saw the old lady's cold gaze, she hurriedly smiled apologetically, "Yes, Second Lord Bao is going out to offer incense today, and moving the house now, I'm afraid it will be too messy."

"Let Daiyu rest here and pack it up before dinner." The old lady nodded, accepting Yuanyang's explanation, but still set a final time.

Yuanyang took the order to go down, her heart was pounding, but she didn't show it on her face.

　Well, Xiao P finally wrote the article, and the editor is about to be killed by me.Finally I opened it, I think I can write shit as long as I open it.So here I am, Red Mansion is really my life-saving straw. Last time I wrote about Ai Ruo, my mind was empty, so the editor suggested that I write about Red Mansion.This time, on the contrary, there are too many stories in my mind, and no matter how the male protagonist writes, it doesn’t feel right, so I wrote one without CP.

　　
　
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