Play Nice

Chapter 83 083: Crazy tempted, Zhaobao obedient little daily life (two more)

Jing Qianqian: "Meow."

can, can't, can, can't, can, can't...

what my brother said.

"Meow." Yes.

"Meow." No way.

Jing Qianqian was rolling in the orange peel, and it was disdainful of the world of flowers and flowers, and finally found great fun. It was rolling wildly and having fun.

Jing Zhao went downstairs and went to the guard room.

"Zhong Bo."

Lao Zhong is chasing the drama: "It's Jing Zhao, do you want to take the express?"

Lao Zhong usually helps the residents to collect and receive express, and there are a lot of express in the small guard's booth.

Jing Zhao didn't go in and stood outside the window: "The tenant on the [-]th floor asked me to come and get something."

Lao Zhong opened the drawer and took out a bag: "What about the tenant on the [-]th floor who doesn't have a name?"

In the TV series, the heroine wears black eye shadow and returns from blackening.

Lao Zhong was very excited: "It's called Niu Coo Lushang Lingling."

Jing Zhao: "..."

He laughed, took the medicine bag with both hands, and said thank you.

He peeled nine oranges just now, and the last one told him that he was a mere mortal and could indulge once.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to reply to a few messages just sent by the nineteenth floor Niu Cobalt Lushang Lingling, but he didn't know what to reply. He was not good at chatting, and he considered himself a very boring person.

He replied: [read]

These are the two words he usually uses the most in replying to emails.

Business Leader: […]

Shang Lingling: [Am I reporting to the boss? 】

Business Collar: [Fairy Girl] GIF
Shang Lingling: [Can't you send an emoji? 】

Jing Zhao has few friends on WeChat, except for the active Ms. Lu, the only one who often sends messages to him is the business leader.

Jing Zhao: [I have read [Flowers]]

Business Leader: […]

So old fashioned.

How can there be such an old fashioned photographer?

Shang Lingling opened her emoji gallery, found a few commonly used ones, and sent them to Jing Laotu one by one.

【Okay】GIF
【Oh】GIF
【O got a K】GIF
【Comparing Heart】GIF
【Send you a small fa】GIF
【Love Launch】GIF
[You are single because there are too few emojis] GIF
The emoji is finished.

Shang Lingling: [You withdrew the one just now, and reposted it]

Then she saw that "reading [flowers]" was withdrawn.

Jing Zhao: [Oh] GIF
Shang Ling Ling back: [It's very nice] GIF
Jing Zhao has an obedient obedience of a very straight man, and the business leader is too fond of this, and happily turns the swivel chair.

Sister Zhou came in from outside the office: "Is there anything good, smiling so happily?"

She was very happy, her eyes were shining like stars were emerging: "Sister Zhou, I won the grand prize."

"What kind of prize?"

She compared a huge shape with her hand: "A ruby."

"real or fake?"

"real!"

Jing Zhao is a super dazzling ruby.

In the evening, the sun was about to go down, and Jinghedong had not closed the stall, saying that there were still orders to be delivered, so Jing Zhao went to the back street to help.

The grandma who sells sweet potatoes has not returned home.

Jing Zhao walked over.

Although grandma has bad eyes, she always recognizes him quickly: "It's you."

Jing Zhao nodded: "I'm here to buy sweet potatoes."

Grandma took the bag away, and the basket was empty: "No more today. A handsome little girl just came and bought it all by herself."

Grandma smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes gathered together: "The little girl said that her family likes to eat."

"Then I'll come back tomorrow."

Grandma said yes, when she was collecting the newspaper on the ground, her legs and feet were bad and she moved very slowly.

Jing Zhao squatted down to help.

The wind was a bit strong in the evening, and the winter in Hwaseong was very cold. Grandma covered her mouth and coughed, and she couldn't stop for a while. She had phlegm in her throat and made a loud noise when she breathed.

Jing Zhao picked up the rest of the newspaper, folded it and handed it to her: "It's cold, you should pay more attention to your health."

Grandma used non-standard Mandarin to thank Jing Zhao. The skin on her face had been blown by the wind for a long time, and there were cracked lines. She was an old man who loved to laugh: "When you are old, you will inevitably suffer from minor illnesses and pains when the weather is cold."

Granny has an old sister who fell down when she left last winter and never got up again after lying down.As people get older, the hardest thing to endure is winter.

Grandma finished collecting the stall, waved her hand, and went home with a basket.

Jing Zhao went across the street, east of Jinghe.

Grandma had trouble with her legs and feet, and it took a while for her to walk a short distance. She remembered something and turned around and called, "Master Jing."

Jing Zhao had told Grandma that his surname was Jing.

Everyone called him Teacher Jing, and it was the first time someone called him Master Jing.Maybe the person who took pictures at my grandmother's home is called a master, like a car driver, like a carpenter and a blacksmith.

He turned back.

Grandma asked, "Is your store busy recently?"

"not busy."

"Then I'll go to your store tomorrow to take pictures."

Last time I said yes, I will go to his store to take pictures.Grandma wanted to take the photo before her last winter.

"Do you remember the address?"

Grandma burst out laughing: "I forgot again."

Grandma is almost 80 years old and doesn't remember much.

This is the third time Jing Zhao told her that he slowed down: "In the north of Shatang, Hongliu Lane."

Grandma repeated it, remembering it very seriously.

Jing Zhao borrowed paper and a pen from a student who had passed through the pipeline, wrote down the address and gave it to Grandma.

Jing Hedong looked across from him, thinking of his old friend, and suddenly burst into tears.After being sad for a while, he checked the time, it was getting late, he quickly packed the octopus balls, and tried to go home early to cook for his wife.

The takeaway was finally delivered by Jinghedong himself.

Ms. Lu said that Zhaobao had a cold and couldn't blow his hair.

Ms. Lu was told by Shang Lingling. Shang Lingling said that Zhao Bao was ill on the way back and could not do heavy work and had to eat light food.

Shang Lingling listened to Jing Zhao and couldn't say anything about his injury.

When Jing recalled, he found a large bag of sweet potatoes on the table.

"Where are the sweet potatoes?"

Ms. Lu recently became obsessed with knitting all kinds of sweaters for Jing Qianqian.

Jing Zhao looked at the sweet potatoes on the table thoughtfully.

Ms. Lu said: "Didn't you say you like to eat?"

Jing Zhao said it casually, because he often buys sweet potatoes.

Ms. Lu also talked about it casually while chatting.

The grandma who sold sweet potatoes said, "The little girl said that her family likes to eat it."

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　　Calling Treasures: [Flowers]

　　Xu Yaoyao: [smile]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)