Transmigration in the Book: I Rely on Raising Cubs to Upgrade My System

The snow is gone.

Ye Xun stayed with the puppy.

"Baby, what do you think Mommy got?"

Ye Susu followed rushingly behind, discarding buttons in one hand, and cooking waste from Song Yiran--cucumber, carrot...

"The snowman's nose, eyes, ears, cubs, cubs, all have!"

She is a knowledgeable little cat, and she knows how to make facial features for a snowman.

But Ye Xun grabbed her grandma's hand, turned her head, and gave Mommy a little sad expression.

"Mommy, there are facial features, but the snowman hasn't messed with him."

"Ok?"

Ye Susu didn't understand yet, but Pi Diandian ran out the door and looked up and was also stupid.

Let alone a snowman, you can't even make a pile of snow.

"It's all melted?"

Ye Susu was a little confused.

"Swept away."

Song Yiran looked at the two mothers and sons, and couldn't help but shifted his gaze to the closed door next to him.

Aunt Zhao, the small supermarket over there, has already left. One night last night, she did not hear the sound in the room. Early this morning, the room was also quiet, as if there was no one.

"Swept away?"

Ye Susu murmured, looking down at the buttons in his hand, Qiao's face showed a smile that was worse than crying.

Looking at the ground again, it looked as if it had been swept clean, rather than melted into water. There were few pools.

"Ms. Song, the sanitation in your hometown is more industrious than in the city. Hey, tomorrow I will write a small blackboard, let him sweep it and save a little for me... It would be great to concentrate the snow on this flowerbed."

Ye Susu sighed with emotion, and quickly figured out how to build a snowman tomorrow.

Ye Xun listened, and it was the little head in Baden-Baden.

This makes it easy for grandma to walk, and will not fall on all fours like him, and they still have snow to play.

"Mummy, I'll get grandma's chalk out~"

The little guy is active, and he rushes into the house with his calf away, running faster than the little white dog.

It seems to run slower, and the snow will be gone tomorrow.

Song Yiran looked at the child's back and couldn't laugh or cry, but she turned her head and looked at Ye Susu again.

Soon, she discovered that even if Ye Susu was wearing her bloated black cotton coat temporarily, the style was old, but her small face was still red and youthful and vigorous, and her eyes were bright and energetic, and she seemed to be unable to be heavy. The color of the clothes hides mediocre.

Having not been with her daughter day and night in the past few years, Song Yiran actually gave birth to the idea that her daughter is more beautiful than before.

This kind of beauty is not a change in appearance, but a look radiating from a girl's heart.

In the daylight, the radiance of a girl seemed to be shining, and it was actually a bit unsightly.

Song Yiran sighed that the eighteenth woman had changed and couldn't help but blurt out.

"I'm afraid it's not a sanitation worker."

"Eh?"

Song Yiran didn't say more, just patted her shoulder, "Go and bring the key. The snow in front of the door is gone, and there is still on the open space next to it. Let's go to the gate and pile it up."

After Ye Susu left obediently, Song Yiran glanced at the door of the neighbor next to him complicatedly.

There are sanitation workers cleaning on the road, but they will not sweep into this yard anyway.

When it snowed earlier, thick snow formed in the yard.

Except for the small supermarket Zhao's, the other residents are basically elderly people in their 50s and 60s. Traveling in this weather is really inconvenient.

Older, unlike young people who are tough and strong, if you fall, you are likely to have broken bones and misaligned joints. The old man next door will rely on Zhao's family to bring things back from the small supermarket whenever he arrives.

If sanitation workers came in to clean, they would have been relieved in previous years.

Song Yiran thought, her eyes softened a lot when she looked at the closed door next to her, even a little appreciative.

"Grandma, teach me how to write."

"Mom, I locked the door."

"Well, go!"

The three generations quickly held hands, and went out to play in the snow together with Coyotito who went in circles.

As soon as I walked into the street, the thick snow came into view.

Ye Xun felt that the sanitation uncle was left-handed just like him. He only cleaned the snow on the left side of their street. The ground along the whole road was smooth, and it was rare to see only a snowflake.

However, on the opposite side, on the right side of the road, snow is still accumulating, and it hasn't melted or been swept away.

Ye Xun, almost like a puppy, let out a cry of joy from his throat.

Ye Susu's eyes were also shining, and before he rushed to the opposite side, he had already begun to scratch the ground.

"Here, here, at least three big snowmen can be piled up. We are one of us~"

After they rushed over, the entire courtyard suddenly became quiet.

Liu Zhen didn't dare to speak, so he could only look at Li Jun, who was standing by the door silently and about to become Wang's mother and son, and turned around with sigh.

That's horrible.

The boss is too miserable.

He couldn't stand it.

In the early morning, I got up to sweep the snow, from the door to the yard, for fear that the little guy would fall with his mother-in-law.

As a result, they just rushed to play in the snow. It's good now. Originally, they piled snow in the yard, and the boss could still see the mother and son through the window.

Now that the mother and son were out, he couldn't even see them half of them.

Liu Zhen sighed at the thought.

"Does your daughter play in the snow?"

Li Jun breathed a bit of resentment.

Liu Zhen is a father, and theoretically shouldn't be stupid with him.

"This... boss, I think elite education is different from what we ordinary people play... I think you were very firm and sure when you swept the snow yesterday..."

With a black line on his face, Li Jun directly took the phone into the room.

"We have a remote meeting."

"……Oh."

Liu Zhen left within a few days and changed to a new assistant to handle chores.

Li Jun asked Liu Zhen to go back to accompany his wife and children. It was very humane. Of course, this was related to Liu Zhen being in the room all day, and his wife and children videos.

He listened to the interaction of the three of them, and he felt a little jealous in his heart, so jealous that he drove people away.

Seeing is not clear.

Li Jun alone swept the snow at the door of the mother and son and Ms. Song's house.

Just listening to Ye Susu, he piled all the snow in the aisle, and it didn't affect everyone's walking.

The new assistant dared not talk to the boss. No Liu Zhen knew him, and he was not as courageous as Liu Zhen. He was only responsible for the assistance of meals and work.

Li Jun started a person, silently listening to the child's live broadcast, and watching the child's daily routine of playing snow with Ye Susu through the window.

Sometimes the child’s laughter came to the room, and he would be distracted from the work report of the Bluetooth headset. Looking out the window, he saw that Ye Susu was not big or small, with a red face, and rolled with the child. Go together and make snow angels on the snow.

The smiles of the mother and son can be seen clearly even if they are a few meters away. In the snow, they are like treasures scattered, dazzling and bright.

Li Jun frowned because of work a second ago, and he could watch the thin lips of the mother and the son lift up in this second.

Sometimes, when they had snowball fights, a ball of snow happened to hit the window rail of his working room.

With a slap, a ball of snow fell into his heart.

The moment the snow melts, the snow is scattered and the heat is boiling.

[008: The president seems to have a good temper, but is quiet. 】

[008: The president has a melancholic and poetic temperament. He may be alone here, and it is easy to think about new business opportunities. Successful people really behave differently. 】

The new assistant is in the company’s ‘President’s Special Attack Team’-the group name of the president’s work team.

He is ranked eighth in the company, so he is called 008 in the new group.

[005: Then why did Liu Zhen let us work hard recently and don't mess with the president? 008, is your intelligence correct? 】

[012: Does the president not go out? Just in the house, not going anywhere? 】

[008: He goes out to sweep the snow, oh, he will stare at the snowman piled up by children at the door at night. 】

[004: Huh? 】

[007: Maybe the boss wants to do a ski resort business. 】

[008: The boss took a lot of photos of the snowman, and the little snowman at the door turned into a sorrowful expression at the snowman's "features" that fell on the ground. Yesterday he asked me if I ever made a snowman when I was a kid, and if I made a snowman with my father. Then, before I could answer, he put a cucumber into his pocket and turned back to the room. 】

【? ? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

A bunch of question marks in the assistant group.

Holding the ID of 001, Liu Zhen went in and took a look, then quickly exited.

awful.

Can't bear to look directly.

The days were so silent, and a week passed.

There are many people who are equally depressed.

At the entrance of Miaomiao restaurant, a group of three, Zhang Leyue in a suit, and a teacher from a nearby school... The old customers come to take a look from time to time, and finally disappointed.

"It's been almost a week, isn't it a long vacation for the boss?"

"Is it only a week? How do I think it's a century."

"Suddenly discovered that the self-service barbecue is also very good, better than standing at the door now."

"Are you spine? The boss is not here, do you mean let us barbecue every day? Well, a good idea..."

A group of people sighed.

On the first day, everyone still took part in the shop.

On the fifth day, everyone was as if they had negotiated. It was as if at 12 o'clock, all gathered at the entrance of the store, as if there were too many people, miracles would happen.

But on the seventh day, seeing the store door still closed, everyone's disappointment could not be concealed, and there was even a little despair.

When everyone was about to leave, a tall, thin man wearing a construction helmet and a gray suit spoke lightly.

"Zhang Leyue, didn't your kid add the WeChat of the boss? You said that the boss is cute, are you considering chasing someone?"

Zhang Leyue's first reaction was to hold her head and step back one meter.

"Brother Li, I was joking!"

He couldn't believe it. Li Yinchen, who had always been discerning and arrogant, went to the construction site for a while. He was not elegant, and his speech became speechless.

Sure enough, the next second, the physical education teacher almost surrounded him, and the trio, who usually fights tables, also stared.

"Who to pursue?"

"Xiao Zhang, arrogant!"

"With WeChat, what did you do to the boss?!"

Everyone was dissatisfied with Zhang Leyue.

But when the last sentence came out, not only the person who spoke, but also Zhang Leyue, who was attacked by the group, was also taken aback.

Li Yinchen took off his helmet, wiped his bangs handsomely, and narrowed his peachy eyes.

"Send a WeChat to ask her what's going on. Didn't any of you think about it?"

Li Yinchen worked on the construction site for another week, tired of the lunch on the construction site, and prepared to try his brother Amway's food again.

As a result, I ate closed doors again.

But he pointed out the problem sharply.

The old customers of Meow Meow Restaurant, this is an epiphany!

In the final analysis, Zhang Leyue is still too young.

He was busy taking out his cell phone, but before he could feel the joy of sending a message to the boss’s wife, a thunderbolt came.

[Lady boss: I can’t open this shop anymore. I guess I will change the owner in the future. I wish you all a good meal. 】

As soon as the news was received, Zhang Leyue was not good at all!

Even the trio and the teacher group who were going to settle accounts with him were extremely sad and could not believe the tragic result of this communication.