The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Is it too late to regret now?

Jiang Mengmeng thumped her head in annoyance.

Look at her damn memory, she actually forgot that she had a class in the afternoon.

....

Jiang Mengmeng was riding her bicycle home after get off work. On the way, she wanted to please her breasts, so she went to Wang's pig head stall and bought a pound of pork and went home happily.

Seeing the fresh and hot pork belly, Xu Cuihua couldn't help but smile on her wrinkled old face, "Why do you want to buy meat when you come back? Why do you need a bite of meat at home?"

Jiang Mengmeng casually parked the bicycle in the house, then hugged the old lady, "How can I? My breasts are amazing, isn't this because I want to pay my salary to honor my grandma?"

"On weekdays, you have to buy vegetables and look after the store. It's so hard. Besides, the pork stall is a bit far from our house. It's a lot of trouble to go back and forth in the morning. I'll buy it today, so I don't have to buy it tomorrow."

"You're the only one who makes a lot of lies, and your mother isn't at home. It's just the two of us. We still have two kilograms of fresh meat at home. If you buy it again, we'll have to eat it for a long time." Xu Cuihua sighed.

My granddaughter can’t even shout when she’s too lazy, but it’s a headache when she’s diligent.

"Okay, it's rare that you feel like spending money to buy meat. Since you have extra money at home, why don't you go out and buy some dumpling wrappers? Today we'll make dumplings and freeze them outside to eat later."

Jiang Mengmeng's eyes lit up and her legs jumped very fast.

In order to coax the old lady Jiang Mengmeng to not go to the study to read, the grandfather and grandson were happily making dumplings around the stove.

....

Xu Cuihua is generous and no longer the picky old lady she used to be.

Having lived in the capital for a long time, I have had many contacts with the educated old ladies nearby and know how to communicate with each other.

No, I packed two large boxes of dumplings early in the morning. I held it in my cute ear and muttered, "The dumplings filled with cabbage stuffing yesterday didn't have much meat in them. You can take some with you and give them to the director of your department." As the saying goes, a cannibal has a short mouth and a taker has short hands. You are usually irritable and irritable. After establishing a good relationship with the director, someone can help you."

Jiang Mengmeng nodded anxiously as she was busy at work.

Xu Cuihua felt uneasy when she saw her like this, "Don't you hear me?"

How dare she not hear when her ears were held?

"Okay, give some to the director and some to senior brother! Is there anything else?"

"Just remember. If there are more, I will give them to your new colleagues. After all, they are colleagues in the same office who bow their heads without raising their heads. I brought you two big boxes. Just give them. There will definitely be some left at noon. If you don't have enough to eat, then go home. We are much older at home, so I will ensure that you have enough to eat." Xu Cuihua wrapped the lunch box three times with a cloth and put it in the bicycle basket. "Be careful when riding on the road. Don't be anxious. Don't put it on the bicycle. Someone hit."

Jiang Mengmeng nodded obediently and ran off on her bicycle like a little loach.

Her breasts are so sticky~

Xu Cuihua waited for no one to see her, then turned a corner, shook off her apron and put it on before walking into the counter.

.........

Last night the north wind blew, and heavy snow fell. It was quiet all night. In the morning, the school playground was covered with a thick layer of snow.

Workers hired by the school early in the morning had already started working along the main road of the teaching building.

Jiang Mengmeng rode by on her bicycle.

Jiang Mengmeng ran back and forth in various offices diligently.

Xiao Li received the hot dumplings early in the morning and was extremely happy. He knew what Jiang Mengmeng liked to eat. He took out two eggs from his arms and pushed the dumpling plate he just handed over to her. .

"Put some chili pepper in, let you try it and see if it tastes good?"

Jiang Mengmeng saw the steamed buns and wanted to eat them. Xiao Li grabbed them and said, "Eat the dumplings while they are hot. Save the steamed buns for lunch with pickles."

How can steamed buns with chili be as delicious as pickles?

Jiang Mengmeng took the steamed bun from Xiao Li's hand and put it in front of her, "I don't want to eat it, just put it in front of me and look at it."

Xiao Li saw that she was serious and ignored her.

He just couldn't understand that other people liked to eat meat. Fortunately, Jiang Mengmeng didn't even know how to eat this meat.

Jiang Mengmeng has this kind of temper. She doesn't care about abalone or sea cucumbers even if she doesn't care about food.

Jiang Mengmeng was full now, so she didn't let Xiao Li take it away. Instead, she put it in her lunch box and prepared to go to the cafeteria to heat it up at noon.

As for what her grandma said about not having enough dumplings to eat at home, she had long forgotten them.

It’s not worth riding a bicycle back and forth in the cold wind just to stutter.

Jiang Mengmeng took an extra class in the afternoon and did not come out of the teaching building until 8 o'clock.

Director Xu packed his bag and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it.

Jiang Mengmeng was liked by the students, and there was no one else but her who stayed and volunteered to give free lessons to the students.

Director Xu and others left the teaching building before going in to check the doors and windows. Finally, they closed the door and walked to the principal's office.

Nanshi No. University has made a breakthrough in programming technology and frankly welcomes talented people from major universities to come to the school to exchange and study. For this reason, the principal is interested in going.

In the past few days, the leaders of the department have been meeting back and forth to analyze the reliability of the technology and to secure quotas for communication personnel.

After all, although there is only one computing department in the school, there are many young and promising teachers in each subject.

In the past, this kind of exchange and learning opportunities were given to practical teachers. After all, teachers in theoretical classes and practical classes have different skills. For this type of communication that is biased toward practice, the school naturally prefers practical classes.

But this year is different. Nanshi No. only talks about technical learning and exchange, and does not accurately or even say that it can be practiced. This is probably inappropriate for teachers in the school's practical classes.

But in previous years, teachers in the school's practical department changed their positions this year, which made teachers in the department who had been waiting for this opportunity feel unhappy.

Why are they not allowed to go to the practical subjects when it is their turn this year?

Teachers in the same theoretical class also want to make breakthroughs in knowledge. In previous years, they were all practical classes. Why should they still have such a good opportunity this year?

The school should have a bowl of water that is flat. If it is not flat, at worst, you will not be allowed to go.

After several days of commotion, Director Xu couldn't bear it any longer, so he came to see the principal.

the next morning.

Director Xu asked the old professor and others for a meeting.

Professor Li had morning classes, so he asked Xiao Li to take meeting notes on his behalf.

The other older professors were happy to have one less person competing for a spot. Lao Li usually messed around, but now that he was a junior, he had no face to point fingers in front of a group of old experts.

Without Lao Li messing around in the practical department, maybe the theoretical department could find something missing today.

The young counselors knew about it and gathered together to discuss in whispers the allocation of quotas for this year.

"Big Finance is their trump card, computer science, isn't it?" Xiong Lin knew that this year it was their turn for the three new teachers to go out to study. At this time, he couldn't help but feel anxious when he heard that their spots might be taken away.

"I don't know. They went to the finance department in the past two years, but I heard they will change it this year," someone said.

Jiang Mengmeng knows a little bit.