The Villain's Mother [MTL]

Untitled Part 33

The thing that Wang Zi did, let Xia Xia also think of herself. When she was a child, she did the same. Every time Mom and Dad came to see her, she always liked to take her mother around, when her mother did not ask her, she also There is no such thing as Wang Chai's initiative to mention his own thoughts. If you think about it carefully, this is actually a kind of regret. If she is like Wang, she may understand her heart and emotions.

Is there a kind of miss between parents and children? Probably.

When the child wants to express, the parents can't understand, or they don't have time. When the parents want to listen, the child has learned to hide his mind and no longer wants to express it.

Xia Xia down, hugged this soft little fat man, Wen said: "Well, Wang Zi is also a mother's child."

Wang Tsai returned to hold the summer, and even touched her hair with fat claws.

The mother and the son were very tired for a while, went back to Song Tingshen's office, and whispered on the sofa. Under the repeated reminders of the summer, Wang Zi's voice was getting smaller and smaller. He seemed to realize that Dad was at work. Talking loudly will bother him.

When Song Ting was busy, it was already around 540. He packed up the desktop, turned off the computer, and picked up the car keys and walked over to the sofa. "I am busy, set off before the traffic jam."

Wang Zi took a hand in the summer, holding Song Tingshen in one hand, sandwiched between the couple, jumping out of the office, Song, like other companies, was off work at 6 pm, the employees saw Song Ting deep out They are busy making busy calls, either by answering the phone or by tapping the keyboard with all their heart and trying to create an atmosphere in which they are always busy.

"What are you looking at?" Song Ting saw that he was constantly looking at the employee area, and he asked.

Xia Xia sent out a happy feeling. "I feel that it seems that I have been working for the rest of my life."

Song Tingshen listened to her mention of going to work, and she couldn't detect the angle of the mouth. In her life, the last time she went to work was at the Song's current stage.

Xia Xia thought that he had to work hard every day before going through the work. What was the mood at that time? Just like the paragraph on Weibo, watching the luxury cars such as Lamborghini Porsche on the road, I wanted to rush to the front. Go to the window, scream loudly, come and pack me, sand sculpture!

"Did you not say that you want to find a job some time ago? How is the progress?" Song Tingshen asked.

Xia Xia shook his head. "I still want to teach English outside, and then learn to bake it... I will learn if I want to do something, or I will always stay at home."

Song Tingshen would like to say that you have not stayed at home for four years and still stayed well?

"My suggestion is that you don't have to go to other companies to go to work." Song Tingshen tried to make a few euphemisms. "Because you have four years of empty window period, you have not gone to work in these four years, and you have no hard work experience. In the employer, you have been derailed from society for several years. They will weigh whether you can adapt to the fast pace of the workplace. Therefore, if you are looking for a job, you may start from the grassroots level. I think you Not necessarily accustomed."

Xia Xia: "..."

Fine, he is telling the truth.

"You continue to say."

Song Ting saw that there was no anger in the summer, and then he continued to say: "Of course, as long as you can eat hard, everything starts from the beginning, and it is not a problem to make some achievements in your work at your current age."