President spoils me again today

CEN Qinghe didn't know what happened, whether the house was on fire or the robbers broke into the house. Anyway, the expression on Jin Jiatong's face was full of panic, just like the end of the world.

Out of human instinct, cen Qinghe changed from lying down to sitting down. As he lifted his quilt out of bed, he took the phone and said, "Mr. Cheng, I'll call you back later. There's something wrong with me."

Cheng Jiahe said, "OK, go and get busy. Contact me when you have time."

CEN Qinghe was so flustered that she forgot whether she had said goodbye. Anyway, her mobile phone had been hung up by her. She put on slippers to the door, jinjiatong eyes with a distressed look at her, then get away.

CEN Qinghe looked into the living room along the door. The whole living room seemed to have been robbed by robbers. All the cushions on the sofa were scattered on the ground; The fruits that used to be on the tea table were all gnawed and scattered everywhere; What makes Cen Qinghe feel the most striking is that she has been knitting a sweater for nearly a month. At this time, one end of the sweater is wrapped around the second child's leg in the form of "thread". The other end of the sweater is zigzagged to the seam of the sofa. The needle of the sweater is stuck between the leg of the sofa and the leg of the tea table. The "sweater" with less than a collar left makes her feel like her blood pressure is rising and she wants to cry without tears.

Small two lie down in the living room, looking at Cen Qinghe valiantly, a person and a dog eyes just on, it immediately stood up, butt butt ran toward her.

As it moves, the wool is stretched straight, and Cen Qinghe's eyes are looking at the collar of the sweater becoming smaller. She stares at it and rushes to hold the second child. The second child thinks Cen Qinghe wants to play with it, so she jumps up and down excitedly.

Jin Jiatong, who is so afraid of dogs, rushes up to help drag down the wool on Xiao er's legs. Cai Xinyuan heard the noise outside and came out of the room. She watched two people and a dog twist together. She stared and said, "Oh, who's fighting with whom?"

CEN Qinghe is in charge of subduing Xiaoer. Jin Jiatong finally pulls down one end of the wool and stands up. She looks at Cai Xinyuan helplessly and says with a broken face: "Xiaoer has broken Qinghe's sweater."

Cai Xinyuan rubbed her eyes and fixed her eyes. Oh, that's right. It was a sweater last night. Today it's a neck cover.

Small two is Cen Qinghe around the neck, it is happy to take off the flutter, cen Qinghe suddenly did not have the strength, a butt sitting on the ground, wronged to the extreme, she immediately choked out a voice, tears fluttering down.

When Jin Jiatong and Cai Xinyuan see this, they hurry up to coax them.

Jin Jiatong can't speak, just frowned and said: "Qinghe, don't cry. It's OK. I'll fix it for you."

Cai Xinyuan reached out her hand to wipe Cen Qinghe's tears, and coaxed: "Hey, what are you crying for in the morning? Look at you, you make the dog cry. Are you going to lose face?"

When she said this, cen Qinghe felt even more aggrieved and immediately cried out, "I've been weaving for a month. I've been weaving for at least two hours every day. I've been weaving all day and all night on Saturdays and Sundays. My fingers are going to be bald!"

Key business Shaocheng's birthday is coming. Where can she squeeze so much time to change a sweater for him?

The more she thought about it, the more she choked. Bean's tears fell one by one. She couldn't stand the grievance and sat on the ground crying and howling.

Jin Jiatong felt uncomfortable and went to one side to take paper for her.

Xiao ER was frightened by Cen Qinghe's cry. He stood in the same place for a moment, rarely showing the appearance of being at a loss.

Cai Xinyuan, looking at the top of her head, patted her face lightly and frowned and said, "let's make trouble, right? I tell you, your mother cried, your father came back to stew you! "

Small two opened a pair of heterochromatic big eyes, stretched out his tongue and licked his nose, animals are psychic, it can be two, but he also knows that being beaten is a mistake.

Cai Xinyuan hit hard all of a sudden. She hung her head and lay down in the same place. She couldn't do it.

Cai Xinyuan said to Cen Qinghe, "look at it. It knows it's wrong. Don't cry."

Jin Jiatong also said: "there's still time. You've learned it now and you've improved your speed a lot. You can certainly weave another one."

Cai Xinyuan said, "I can't do it. Don't send a sweater. It's OK to send a pair of underpants."

After that, she couldn't help but laugh.

CEN Qinghe is sad, smell speech raise head to stare at Cai Xinyuan, Cai Xinyuan with a smile, voice way: "not bad me, you see the rest of that piece, like triangle underpants?"

CEN Qinghe glances at Jin Jiatong's few remaining finished products. Let alone, they look like them.

Want to laugh and want to cry, heart incomparable tangle, the final emotion fell on the face, it is only laughing and crying.

CEN Qinghe frowned and said anxiously and angrily, "I thought last night. According to this schedule, it will be finished in a few days. Now it's good. Do I send sweaters or underpants?"

Jin Jiatong also didn't restrain to smile, from the side small voice way: "when the neck cover is also very good."

CEN Qinghe himself gouged out an eye, don't know is gas others or gas himself.

Yu Guang glances at Xiao Er, who is lying on her stomach and her eyes are turning around before meeting. She suddenly leans forward, grabs its two sides of cheek with both hands, and pulls it out.

Small two know that he is wrong, so the temper is particularly good, let Cen Qinghe disaster.

Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong are afraid that once Cen Qinghe's temper comes up, they'll really beat up the little two, so they pull people one after another and pull dogs one after another. First, separate them.

CEN Qinghe was so angry that his teeth itched. One month's efforts were in vain.

Cai Xinyuan closes the second child in her room. Jin Jiatong cleans up the living room. Cen Qinghe calms down for a while and then cleans up.

Cai Xinyuan said: "you just take this pile of wool and underpants to shangshaocheng. I promise he will be moved to tears when he sees it. People can't afford it. What they want is this kind of heart. Besides, it's not that you don't want to send him. It's his son who makes it. If you blame his son, he will only thank you, love you and love you."

She stretched out her thumb and forefinger, trying to comfort Cen Qinghe's desperate heart.

CEN Qinghe has stopped tears, now only heart death, a face of life can't love, she said feebly: "I just want to send Shang Shaocheng a decent birthday gift, how so difficult?"

Cai Xinyuan said, "Oh, it's a long way to go. You work overtime to get another one."

CEN Qinghe sighed, "I really don't have the courage to start again."

Only she knows how difficult it is to knit a sweater. She has no talent in this field, so every knitting is a torment.

What metaphor should she use to describe her mood now?

It's a domino that I've been playing for a year and a half. Before I push it down, I let others push it. It's up to you to work hard, and it's up to others to feel good.

If it's human, she will certainly kill people, but this time the murderer behind the scenes is Xiaoer. What can she do with Xiaoer?

Decadent sitting on the sofa, cen Qinghe wants to cry again.

When Jin Jiatong picked up the cushion on the ground, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She turned to Cen Qinghe and said, "yes, why do you have to knit a sweater? Can't you knit a scarf for shangshaocheng?"

CEN Qinghe glances at Jin Jiatong and doesn't make a sound immediately.

Cai Xinyuan echoed, "scarf is good, surround him, warm in your heart, what a good moral, the key is simple, no neck, no sleeve, you weave all the way down, it is estimated that it will be finished in a few days."

Jin Jiatong nodded, "scarves are much simpler than sweaters. Even if you choose some with appearance, you can finish weaving quickly."

CEN Qinghe's creative fire, which has just been extinguished, suddenly revives. The key is that she thinks about it. The scarf is really a good gift.

From paralysis to sitting, cen Qinghe straightened his waist, patted his thighs and said, "just knit a scarf. I don't believe it. God can't die of hunger, blind finch."

Jin Jiatong did not understand, Cai Xinyuan explained, "live, can say this to prove nothing."

In just half an hour, cen Qinghe went from deep sleep to hazy, from hazy to awakened, and then from awakened to despair. Now everything is calm, and she decides to start again.

She is anxious to pull Jin Jiatong to choose the scarf style, Cai Xinyuan said: "don't worry now, eat first."

CEN Qinghe said, "order takeout."

Cai Xinyuan said, "don't you make peace with Cheng Jia today?"

Mention Cheng Jiahe, cen Qinghe suddenly, almost forgot him, she hasn't called him back.

"Cheng Jiahe called and said that he had something to do at noon today. He asked me to attend the charity auction in Haicheng tomorrow. I didn't want to, but there was no reason to refuse. What do you say?"

Cai Xinyuan immediately said, "shangshaocheng is not in China. Don't tease around. Let him know that it's not finished with you."

CEN Qinghe said: "shangshaocheng knows that I want to have dinner with Cheng Jiahe. I told him, but he didn't know that Cheng Jiahe asked me to go to Haicheng again."

Cai Xinyuan said, "you can say something."

CEN Qinghe frowned and said, "I'm dazed in the morning. Promise him to go."

Cai Xinyuan said with a silent expression that she couldn't help.

Jinjiatong said: "you call shangshaocheng to ask, he let you go, you go again."

CEN Qinghe was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "how can I live so without dignity? What's the matter with Cheng Jiahe? Whether it's eating or going to any auction, I'm always a friend. I should be polite. How come I'm doing the same thing as I'm going to do something bad? "

Cai Xinyuan held her shoulder and said, "you were afraid of shangshaocheng. Now you've only been here for less than two months, so you have to report everything to him. If you're here for two years, you have to follow his life?"

CEN Qinghe wanted to face up and immediately said, "I told him it was respect. If you want to say who I'm afraid of, I'm not afraid. I'll go to Haicheng with Cheng Jiahe. I'm open-minded and don't care."

Jin Jiatong advised: "you'd better talk to Shang Shaocheng."

CEN Qinghe stubborn temper up, "needless to say, we all respect each other's private life."